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After Work Surprise

Everything was ready. The apartment was lit by candles, which cast a amber simmering glow against the walls. The massage oil was warm and the crisp white sheets were turned down. This was her treat, her surprise. Hannah had to work a long day but I hoped this would make up for it. I was going to be her masseur, dressed in just a towel wrapped around my waist. I poured us two glasses of cabernet, waiting for her return. Hannah opened the door and stopped in her tracks. She smiled as she saw the candles and smelled the scent of vanilla. Her eyes went wide when she finally noticed me in the towel. “Nice outfit,” she commented. “Wine and then a massage?” I smiled and winked. “Oh yes,” she cooed as I pulled her into my arms. A kiss soon followed and was followed by more. Her body felt so enticing and I wanted her even more. She looked down at my towel. “Happy to see me?” I smiled and then kissed her again, our bodies tightly pressed together. Her hands slipped under my towel and cupped my tight ass cheeks. I moaned, “Not so fast.” Just the sight of her cute sexy body had me aroused. I backed away slightly out of her grasp while my kisses trailed down her neck sending tingles along her spine. Lower I went, kissing her exposed skin above her low cut scooped bright red top. She pressed my face against her chest, moaning with delight. I found her nipples pushing against her blouse begging to be sucked. “Oh yes,” she cooed. I must have found the right spot. Reluctantly, I lead her to ...

... the bedroom and turned on some sensual music and stopped her before the full-length mirror at the foot of the bed. Taking the lead, I stood behind her, kissing and undressing her. First her red blouse, over her head and then kisses up and down her back. Goosebumps were forming on her arms and back as I kissed her neck once again and cupped her black lace bra. I was already panting at the thought of what was to come. Next, I bent down and reached around and unbuckled her jeans and let them drop to the floor. “You look magnificent, Hannah.” “Let me shower first, Jack,” she pleaded, but her request was interrupted by her moans in reaction to me kissing the inside of her thighs. My mind was racing, taking in her beauty. She looked so sexy and alluring there even after a full day of work. She might have even looked better than if she just had a shower even though there is something to be said for a squeaky clean woman. My cock threatened to break free from the loose towel around my waist. Hannah caught me staring in the mirror looking at her, admiring her black and red lace panties and her red bra and her very firm and tan ass. I wanted her but this was about her, I thought, as I was trying to convince myself. I stood up and unclasped her bra releasing her perfect breasts, not too big, not too small, just the right size for her body. Her puffy areolae and pointy nipples took my breath away. “Turn around, Hannah.” She turned and looked up at me expectantly. Her luscious lips, her ...