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ALi(CE)

... Morning Anna.” she greeted me politely. “Your breakfast. Happy birthday” “Good Morning, Isha.” I replied, “Thank you, that is very kind of you.” Isha was a picture of perfection. Her eyes, deep, deep brown, twinkled as she spoke, although her exceptionally pretty face was generally expressionless. She was of average height, with the perfect figure. Not thin nor fat, just perfect. She placed the tray on the small ornate desk at the side of the room and stepped back. She looked at me standing there, naked, unmoving. Would you care for a massage, Anna?” Isha smiled and her eyes twinkled under the artificial light.. I still felt a little restless after my shower so I was glad of the offer. “Alice, would you bring out the massage table please.” “Certainly, Anna.” her soft voice replied and at that moment a door opened on the far side of the room and Isha went over and guided the trolley-like table to the centre of the room. “What would you like, Anna?” Although Isha was obviously Indian she spoke with a perfect, accent free, voice. “Surprise me,” I replied. “As you wish, Anna.” came the gently reply, “Please lie upon the table on your back.” As I lay there, staring up at the ceiling Alice spoke. “Your time here has been kind to you Anna, you look ten years younger than you actually are.” “Oh, Thank you so much, Alice.” I was surprised as Alice did not usually make comment outside of what was necessary for conversation. “You are welcome, Anna.” Isha stepped towards me, a bottle of ...

... oil in her hand which she placed on the table at my feet. “Would you like me to be naked also, Anna.?” she asked, matter of factly. “Yes, please, Isha, I would. Thank you.” I watched as she slowly unbuttoned her sari and slipped it off. She wore nothing beneath it and her body was as perfect as it possibly could be. Her skin was totally free of blemishes, not a spot or scratch anywhere. I had been here ten years and she still looked exactly the same as she did the day I arrived. She stood for a moment as I studied her. Her lightly tanned flesh and dark nipples were stunning and she had no body hair whatsoever. She saw me looking at her but made no comment, she just walked to my side and poured a little of the oil on to my stomach and some into the palm of her hand. For a moment she rubbed her hands together then placed them on my rib cage and began to massage my torso. Immediately I was in heaven. Her hands were soft and warm and glided over my flesh, pressing and pinching as she worked. My skin was glistening and I realised that Alice had lowered the lighting somewhat, creating a very sensual atmosphere indeed.. My eyes closed as I let myself drift along with the wonderful sensations that Isha's hands were producing. I gasped. Her hands were now firmly running up and around my ribcage, reaching, but not quite touching the underside of my breasts. She knew exactly how to take me to the brink and then bring me back again without tipping me over the edge. My breasts were aching ...