“What the hell did you do that for?” I demanded in my sternest head cheerleader tone.She had me at a decided disadvantage and she was standing bet...een the drying room, and me where my towel hung on a hook. While Sandy was quite comfortable with her nudity, I had a decidedly more modest nature. While I was not ashamed of my body, I could never be as comfortable having a conversation in the nude as Sandy could.“I just wanted to make sure I had your attention,” Sandy replied still twirling her. She tenderly explored my scars and then the rest of me. Slowly, sensually we begin to explore each other. Fingertips caressing, exploring those places we let no one go. As she pulled off my shirt, her timid and sensual carresses quickly changed into a passionate exploration of every inch of me. I pulled off her top and found her nipples which were pointing at me as if to demand attention. I licked and then pulled her nipples into my mouth, suckling and even bitting as she pushed her body harder. With all this in mind, I decided to give it a try. What did I have to lose? My needs as a man were over-riding any concerns my brain might have. So I went about researching different providers, trying to find one that I thought I could take a chance with. The one that caught my eye was ‘Soft Body Massage’. It wasn’t too far from my house, and had received some good reviews. Posters had commented that there were two women working there who were both attractive, and provided a good service at a. She laughed and then teasingly said, are you serious? I said; sure! I am. Then I said jokingly, would you marry me? I saw a glare in her eyes and she responded in the same way, Sure! I would. I said, oh if we both agree then what is stopping us from marrying, why don’t we do it right now. She said; sure! So it means tonight will be our wedding night, I responded. Oh you naughty boy, she replied. My heart was beating hard and cock was getting bigger and tickling as the conversation reached this.