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A Monumental Affair

... hands. The goose bumps I'd felt when she'd helped me onto the horse earlier in the day were back twofold the moment her fingers touched the small of my neck. Ajei expertly rubbed her oiled fingers over and around my shoulders, the tips firmly but gently pressing into my skin. The warm palms of her hands followed the tips, moving in a steady circular rhythm, pressing and kneading round both sides of my neck, then back down across my shoulders. "How does that feel?" Ajei asked. "It feels divine," I replied. "Do you fancy doing my back too?" I cheekily asked. Ajei leant into me and whispered in my ear, "Katie, I'll massage anything that aches." She paused momentarily, then added,"... and everything that doesn't too. I did say we'd have fun didn't I?" I turned onto my side and smiled at Ajei. "Yes you did," I said. Then I did something that felt just as natural as breathing. I propped myself up on one elbow, looked directly into Ajei's eyes, leant up and kissed her softly on the lips. She barely had a chance to respond before I quickly undid the remaining three buttons on my blouse, slipped my arms out and flopped back down on the blanket. "It's back time, Ajei," I giggled. I felt a drizzle of oil land on my back as Ajei gently poured a little more of the contents of the bottle over me. She dripped a line across my shoulder blades and down both sides of my back. I could feel the warm oil gently trickle down my spine and form a little pool in the small of my back. Her warm hands ...

... were quick to follow, working the oil out of the pool and into my skin in a circular motion at first, then straight up and down with the palms of her hands on either side of my spine. On each upward stroke of her hands, there was an awkward pause as she navigated around the strap of my bra. I could feel Ajei run the tips of her fingers underneath it until the elastic couldn't stretch any further, before withdrawing back down my spine and then returning her hands to my back above the strap. To make things easy, I reached round and undid the clasp, allowing Ajei to rub and caress the full length of my back completely unhindered. Ajei moved her position. Instead of kneeling beside me, I felt her move her knee over me and straddle the backs of my thighs. Her palms returned to my back, stroking in firm circles again. She allowed her hands to meet in the centre, then radiated her fingertips out in ever widening circles until they were running down the sides of my body, caressing the sides of my breasts on every pass. Ajei leant forwards, and despite the sheen of oil over my skin, I could clearly feel the lace of her bra moving upwards across my back as she pressed into me. At some point she must have removed her shawl. I didn't know when and I didn't care either. The soft but textured feel of the lace rubbing against my oiled skin felt amazing. I could feel Ajei's full but pert breasts pushed against me through the lace and her already hard nipples, poking a little through the gaps ...