of aloe of give it a little shake to mix it up a bit.
“Do you want me to do the front first or your back?” I ask her with a smile.
Even being burnt, she’s still beautiful.
“You can do my front first, but don’t get any ideas. I can’t retaliate. I’m sorry I ruined this evening, but you can still talk to me while you rub me down.” She says as she tries to lay down as easily as she can.
“Yeah, I was afraid of that. I agree to try not to get any ideas and I will try to only rub the burnt areas.” She may be burnt, but I’m not dead. I will keep my promise to her. “Are you ready? This is going to be cold.”
“I’m ready,” she says while trying not to smile. That looks like it hurts too.
I uncap the aloe, turn it upside down and squeeze a line down her arm. This causes her to jump a little. “Holy shit! That’s cold.”
“Sorry, but I did try to warn you.” I start to lightly rub the aloe in, slowly working my way up her arm. Then I add a little more for her neck and chest, and rub some more. I try really hard, really I do, not to notice how her nipples have hardened. I know it’s just from the aloe feeling so cold, but still. A hard nipple is a hard nipple. I repeat the process on her right arm and then work my way around the rest of her limbs.
“Okay, I wanted to talk to you to explain some things, so I will just start. If you have any questions, please, just ask me. I don’t want to leave here tonight if you have any questions about me.”
She closes her eyes and nods her head telling me to go ahead. As much as I want to see her eyes while I tell her this, it’s a little easier with her eyes closed. So I take a deep breath and resume rubbing aloe on her and get lost in what I need to tell her.
I met Megan about 10 years ago at a company I was working for. I was a new employee and she was delegated to show me the ropes. The company I was working for was rather small, so I became friends with most of the staff, including Megan. She flirted a little with me in the beginning, but as time went on, she began to do it more and more. I found her attractive.
I didn’t have a girlfriend at the time, so no harm done. It was actually three years before I decided to ask her out. We dated, were having fun, traveling together and our feelings deepened. I would take her on trips, buy her things. Anything she wanted, I would give it to her. Over the next year and a half, things progressed and I realized I was starting to fall in love with her. I even asked her to move in with me. She accepted the invitation before I even got the question out of my mouth. By the weekend she had all her stuff moved in.
“Okay, time to roll over so I can do your back, Amelia.” She opened her eyes to look at me, raises her hand and rubs my cheeks, then slowly rolls over like I asked.
Holy hell. That has got to hurt. I can see the outline of her bow to her bikini top. Squeezing more aloe, and hearing a quick intake of breath, I start rubbing it in and start in where I left off.
We were coming up on our two year anniversary. I was happy. I thought I found the love of my life and was ready to move the relationship to the next step. I shopped for a ring, found the perfect one, and purchased it. I had a couple of weeks to figure out how I was going to ask her to marry me. I had a plan in my mind. I was going to get off work early on a Friday, go home and pack some bags to take her on a romantic weekend and ask her then. The Friday comes and I leave work early. I’m really excited, my heart is in my throat, excited to start this next chapter. I arrive home early and headed upstairs to start packing. Our bedroom door was closed, which was strange because we never shut the door, so I opened it. When I opened the door, I didn’t expect what I saw. Megan was in bed fucking two men. She must have heard me come in because she turned and looked right at me. She looked right into my eyes and didn’t do anything. She just
“Do you want me to do the front first or your back?” I ask her with a smile.
Even being burnt, she’s still beautiful.
“You can do my front first, but don’t get any ideas. I can’t retaliate. I’m sorry I ruined this evening, but you can still talk to me while you rub me down.” She says as she tries to lay down as easily as she can.
“Yeah, I was afraid of that. I agree to try not to get any ideas and I will try to only rub the burnt areas.” She may be burnt, but I’m not dead. I will keep my promise to her. “Are you ready? This is going to be cold.”
“I’m ready,” she says while trying not to smile. That looks like it hurts too.
I uncap the aloe, turn it upside down and squeeze a line down her arm. This causes her to jump a little. “Holy shit! That’s cold.”
“Sorry, but I did try to warn you.” I start to lightly rub the aloe in, slowly working my way up her arm. Then I add a little more for her neck and chest, and rub some more. I try really hard, really I do, not to notice how her nipples have hardened. I know it’s just from the aloe feeling so cold, but still. A hard nipple is a hard nipple. I repeat the process on her right arm and then work my way around the rest of her limbs.
“Okay, I wanted to talk to you to explain some things, so I will just start. If you have any questions, please, just ask me. I don’t want to leave here tonight if you have any questions about me.”
She closes her eyes and nods her head telling me to go ahead. As much as I want to see her eyes while I tell her this, it’s a little easier with her eyes closed. So I take a deep breath and resume rubbing aloe on her and get lost in what I need to tell her.
I met Megan about 10 years ago at a company I was working for. I was a new employee and she was delegated to show me the ropes. The company I was working for was rather small, so I became friends with most of the staff, including Megan. She flirted a little with me in the beginning, but as time went on, she began to do it more and more. I found her attractive.
I didn’t have a girlfriend at the time, so no harm done. It was actually three years before I decided to ask her out. We dated, were having fun, traveling together and our feelings deepened. I would take her on trips, buy her things. Anything she wanted, I would give it to her. Over the next year and a half, things progressed and I realized I was starting to fall in love with her. I even asked her to move in with me. She accepted the invitation before I even got the question out of my mouth. By the weekend she had all her stuff moved in.
“Okay, time to roll over so I can do your back, Amelia.” She opened her eyes to look at me, raises her hand and rubs my cheeks, then slowly rolls over like I asked.
Holy hell. That has got to hurt. I can see the outline of her bow to her bikini top. Squeezing more aloe, and hearing a quick intake of breath, I start rubbing it in and start in where I left off.
We were coming up on our two year anniversary. I was happy. I thought I found the love of my life and was ready to move the relationship to the next step. I shopped for a ring, found the perfect one, and purchased it. I had a couple of weeks to figure out how I was going to ask her to marry me. I had a plan in my mind. I was going to get off work early on a Friday, go home and pack some bags to take her on a romantic weekend and ask her then. The Friday comes and I leave work early. I’m really excited, my heart is in my throat, excited to start this next chapter. I arrive home early and headed upstairs to start packing. Our bedroom door was closed, which was strange because we never shut the door, so I opened it. When I opened the door, I didn’t expect what I saw. Megan was in bed fucking two men. She must have heard me come in because she turned and looked right at me. She looked right into my eyes and didn’t do anything. She just
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