Rupali: Is Nish really a masseur? By his looks, no one can say that.Me: Don’t go by his looks darling, you have to wait till you get his touches on ...our body.She: I just love you, baby, I am not able to stop thinking about the erotic massage, which I am about to get.She was dressed in a thin, short, almost see-through dress without a panty and high heeled sandals, leaving her hair open. My wife was looking the hottest today.Me: Why are you going down there almost naked?She: I do not want many. Debbie was being prepared.The next few minutes were a blur. Amber whispered in her ear a mixture of threats should she be ‘naughty’ with dire warnings of the consequences. In front of her, Rachel complimented Debbie on her beauty. At any other time, she really ought to be flattered.Debbie knew that the girls were playing their cruel version of hard cop soft cop. What made it worse for her was that she was aware of what the girls were doing but helpless to control her almost pavlovian response. "She was enjoying this. I knew we were about to have sex. Ireached up and put my hand on her breast. It was soft. Awarmth spread through my hand and up through my body. Allmy muscles relaxed, but my hand didn't come off her breast."This is wonderful. I feel so warm." I know. You have such wonderful memories. And such cuteboys in your head. Especially that Carlos guy. He's only15? Damn. Well, at least he won't be able to resist me.That's not for tonight though."Carlos was my best friend. I. ”There was a knock on the door. Lara entered after I answered, holding a tray with mismatched mugs and half a role of digestives. They weren’t even on a saucer: just half a role, torn in two as if we were builders on a construction site.“Tea? I brought one coffee, just in case.”She was doing it right now: playing innocent, pretending to be nothing more than a secretary or an office worker, charged with bringing in tea. The first time we met I fell for that act and ten seconds later she had me.