McKayla had always given the most wonderful erotic massages, but now that she had learned to give the therapeutic kind, they were sooooooooooooo much ...etter.Her fingernails raked my skin, her featherlight touch drawing a line of goosebumps across my back. I felt her hair brush across my shoulders then her warm breath on my neck."I love you," she whispered.My toes started to tingle as her warm lips pressed against my skin. I swear my nipples were so hard they could cut glass!I felt her teeth run. I don’t know about know. I mean I love my wife, so no, I think.” “Mmhmm,” Mikayla hummed, “don’t worry, baby, I won’t tell.” I’m sure the embarrassed pink flush on my face matched the goo on my body. “Well, I think it’s about time you got into the shower and wash that shit off. By the time you’re out, I’ll be ready to go and we can focus on your dress and makeup!” I got into the shower and washed away the Nair. I watched as my body hair ran down the drain. The masculine shell was washed away. Our hands exchanged all the talks, feelings and excitement. “Maybe this is love,” I think, “Yes we both were in love and it came out in the form of tears.”Breaking the silence she thanked me for everything. She thanked me for traveling so long only to meet her for an hour or so. We talked for almost 2 hours and found out we are 2 human beings with one soul. I gave her a surprise gift and asked her to open only when she was at home.It was time to disperse. You wait for the girl for almost a year. For a little while I thought we might get back into the game but by thetime they got that penalty I was becoming increasingly convinced thatthe writing was on the wall.I was in shock by the time the final whistle went and realisedimmediately that it was Nicholas's choice of tattoo that I would begetting on my previously untouched body. We had arranged for the tattooto be done at his friend Steve's parlour if either team lost.Steve wouldn't tell me what the tattoo was of or if it said anything.