Part One. The Massage

Your back faced me as you opened your bath towel and laid unto my bed on your stomach.
I then begin to climb on top of you as her half nude figure laid between my thighs.
There you lay nude underneath the towel as I pulled it back slowly, stopping before the rise of your ass. then I began to pour the cold thick liquid of aroma therapy body lotion down the center of your back and stopped at the top of your bottom. Then I began to press firmly upon your back as I rubbed the lotion all over.
    After I made my way back to the top of your back, I dragged my fingernails slightly down to your ass. When I stopped at your towel, I wondered if you would mind being naked. The thought alone made my swelling begin to throb, but I removed the towel anyway. A slight moan escapes your lips as my cool breath seared down your glistening back.  You flinched from the chill as my fingertips touch you softly. Then I drag them down the valley of your spine tipping just over the rise of your perfectly mounded ass before flaring back up to your shoulder blades. Then I blow upon the small of your back as the breeze scattered in every direction upon impact, sending a slight breeze over your ass.
    My hands palm your rounded cheeks, and my fingers glide down the back of your thighs, stroking the sensitive skin of your inner thighs. Arousal begins to flare under your skin and spread quickly, especially, once my fingers slightly stroked the lips of your pussy. You grip the pillow TIGHTLY to cover your face in excitement.
"Turn over," I whisper into your ear.
      I take in the sight of your beautiful face, your eyes, your lips, your skin, your breast. With Satisfaction I stroke your neck slightly, dragging my fingers down passed your collarbone, to the center of your chest, curving around the tender underside of your breast. Softly, I stroke your supple globes and tease your nipples to full erection as your eyes closed and I place myself in between your thighs.
The heat between our bodies incinerated, but this heat was unique. It was stronger than the heat of passion as it blossoms under your skin like the sun. Incinerating, SMOLDERING, HOTT!!! you gasp as I lick the right side of your neck. I inhale your body heat as you gasp again from the chill.
"Wait," you whisper, "Stop! I have to go."
"What's wrong?" I asked
"Nothing," you say, " I just have to go."
But before I could utter another word, my door was closed behind you as you left in your black dress.I looked at the swelling in my slacks. I felt like I was holding a brick between my thighs. But after 15 mins passed, there was a knock on my door. I looked at the powerful erection in my pants and asked who it was. Surprising enough... It was you again.....