Pay the rent...or??? (closed for Becaa57)

I finish my laps, and climb out, toweling off. Then laying the towel down, sit on the lounge, watching you finish yours. I'm glad you are in good shape as that makes it much easier to watch. I have the feeling that our relationship is going to change tonight, just not sure how much yet. After you towel off you go to fix our drinks, coming back hand me mine. "Thank you, can't believe I'm doing this but I guess time for the other side." Lowering the lounge down I'm laying flat on my back waiting.
 
Not shocked, but pleasantly surprised as she lowers the lounger down and presents me with her front side. My eyes take in a slow view of all of her, from head to toes. Fully understanding the barrier she is pushing against and the courage it takes. Or the willingness to understand and comply with my needs. Taking a drink and setting it aside I straddle the lounger and her, settling down on her, her eyes as bouncing between mine and my excitement. She takes another drink and shakily sets it aside as her eyes close a bit, her chest rising deeply several times. Anticipation causing a blush as she waits my touch. Squirting some lotion on her upper chest, enjoying that slight jump she does as it hits. I lean forward feeling my balls rub against her below and hearing that quiet moan. Hands starting that massage of her shoulders...no real tension of stress, but that expectation running along her skin being sated. A warm night but the heat between us is extreme. Her breathing shallows and her back does a subtle arch pushing back up against my hands and her hips ever slightly moving.
 
As I watch you approach me, first giving me the drink, which I needed. Then looking at me laying there. Nothing you hadn't seen before, but a difference in this look and I could see you were getting excited as well. I was surprised when you put you leg across and settled won, basically resting on my hips. Not all your weight but still. Then your hands go on my shoulders, the lotion making them slippery. Thinking this is the first time in my life I've touched like this, I mean I've had massages before, but this was so much more. Your hands working my shoulders and my arms to start. My breath is coming in fast and shallow. Not sure what is coming next. For some reason I'm thinknig a man old enough to be my dad is touching me this way is this why I call him daddy sometimes, do I want my real dad to be doing this?
 
I can feel that unique blend of expectation and relaxation, spiced with need. Desire with a quiet hesitation. Her mind forming limitless questions while trying to inhale each sensation happening against her skin. My fingers smoothing o to her neck before lowering to her collar bone. Small tremors as she anticipates my hands journey. I am desiring that feel of her breasts rising against my palms as they make that first contact as they glide across those nipples. Sliding my hands down but around her tits, prolonging that first touch and her whimper when I delay that contact. My legs feel her hips drawing together with the lift of urging. She bites her lower lip trying to stay silent as my hands close on her breasts…
 
Feeling you hands move down my chest, finding my breasts holding them. moaning inadvertently when you squeeze slightly. My leg raising up against you bottom. Able to breath when you slide down to my rib cage. rubbing me softly
 
Thumbs rubbing over those young nipples…that sharp intake of breath.Her leg wanting contact, my hands waiting to explore the rest of her body, every inch. And so much of me wanting to do so with my tongue.
 
Breathing harder as you rub my nipples "Ohhhh god!!" thinking it's been so long and we shouldn't be doing this. Not able to say don't though, just enjoying your touch on me, the warmth of you body on my hips, the feel of your backside against my upper thighs now
 
That feel as her nipples spring back as my thumbs slide by, that same time she says "Ohhh god". Part of her is telling herself this is wrong, but the devil on the other shoulder says "you know you need this, Becca". Sliding down a bit more so my hands experience all of her chest including some mild tugs on those nipples... and the natural lick of them that just happens to include sucking them in between my lips and teeth. My nuts hanging almost free causing my erection to grace her private area as it feels her body shift. Plenty of time for the inevitable when she makes the choosing. My hands have sp much more to explore and wind her up. Keeping her distracted as she balances the conflicting thoughts.
 
I keep telling myself you're just massaging me, although this is far from any massage I've gotten before, but when you play with my nipples that goes out the window. Moaning softly as you squeeze and tug them slightly. But then when you put your mouth on them!!! I tense up knowing this should stop, we are just friends kinda you are old enough to be my father, but God that feels good. I murmur "noooo ohhhh god!" When you bite a little harder. Then you shift sliding back, more on my thighs now, feeling your balls slide over, then the touch of your hardon against me. Jumping ready to say NO, but you just keep moving down your hands sliding down my body, my rib cage I'm sure you feel my heart trying to escape it's beating so hard. But they you switch back to massage rubbing my ribs relaxing the muscles as your hands move further down to my stomach
 
Her squirm and louder exclamation when the nibble becomes more intense. Something she has thought of becoming reality. My hands accenting that hour glass shape from rib cage to hips and that flare into hips. She risks taking a sip from the glass that turns into a gulp. The tip of my cock senses how wet she is, but I move down wanting to explore all of her with my hands. And more intimately when her needs dictate. Finding the spots to push will be a challenge...what "no" do I ignore as it really sounds like "fuck yes I've wanted this". I think she has a few of those hidden.SHe has settled in to the thoughts of various relationships to satisfy different needs. Just as she fits the bill for similar things for me.

My hands finally tease her mound with soft caresses while being firmer to her inner thighs. She reacts well to that firm control...
 
I take a swallow of my drink, feeling it burn down my throat but my body is on fie anyways from you touch. You've abandoned my breasts and moving down my ribs and stomach to my hips and thighs. Just so lightly touching my pussy enough for me to feel and crave more. Then a firm hand on my thighs rubbing the muscles sliding on the inside to push them more open. I can't resist. Watch your face as you do this to me, seeing a look of wonderment, some lust of course but something I can't put my finger on. You keep your legs straddled over mine resulting in my legs rubbing and being rubbed by both your hands and your thighs. Your manhood erect, dripping some pre-cum
 
I shift position get between her legs. My hands pause from exploring, lifting her knees and spreading her legs wide. A blush starting but quickly departing as she reasons she wanted this. Her eyes torn between mine and my erection, that hint of question on her face about could she stop what she desired. Another healthy squirt of lotion on her mound, hands massaging all exposed to me. Teasing her lips and ignoring her clit. Brief touches to her backside and those moans when doing so. Then using my fingers to separate and roll back those lips.

“What are you thinking, Becca?”
 
Your hands gently but firmly lift my legs, opening me more to your touch and sight. I move against your hand when you start rubbing me, the lotion making your hands slide over my pussy, exciting me even more. "I've never been touched the way you are doing it" I notice too that you are no longer waiting for permission from me as you touch me, your fingers teasing, your eyes telling me that you are not going to stop. Part of me knows I could stop you if I wanted, but a bigger part is telling me to be a good girl for you. I can't help but moan louder now when your fingers open my lips to you, you can see how wet you've gotten me
 
My hands roam her inner thighs and calves while frequently covering her mound and not neglecting keeping her aroused. Wax on, wax off, the stimulation steady and encompassing everything in reach and sight. Her lower lip sucked in between gasps from getting close to the edge then riding back down from it on the thigh massage, only to be carried back to the edge again. Watching her chest rise and fall slowly then quicker depending what I am touching. I can see her thighs reacting and then that deep inhale as a slow deep orgasm takes hold of her. Nothing quick and over in a few seconds, it's deep and wave like and all of her shakes as if transported to another place.

"Just enjoy it, Becca."
 
I watch and then close my eyes as your hands move around my thighs and calves, inner thighs so sensitive to your touch, rubbing my womanhood as well Turning me on more and more, but slowly, bringing me close to orgasm, then slacking off. I think it's called edging, whatever I love it!!! Your hands warm, touching me softly and firmly depending on where you are touching. Time seems to have stopped I couldn't tell you if you'd been touching me for 5 minutes or an hour at this point. Then you let me go over the edge, a very deep rooted orgasms flows through my body. I gasp as it flows, over me, vaguely hearing you telling me to just enjoy it. It dies off slowly little shivers of pleasure that your fingers on me prolong. Then it's finished. "Good Lord that was different!!! Very intense." Smiling a little. "I guess that's what they mean by a massage with a Happy Ending"
 
I almost thought about calling 911...her shakes intense and all but melting through the lounger. I wasn't even sure she would be able to climb the stairs back to her apartment. A look of not confusion but a deeper curiosity of wondering what happened and why...and amazement.

"Laps?"
 
I lay there recovering from my orgasm, looking at you in disbelief, "How did you do that??" then in response to your laps suggestion. "Maybe in a few minutes, I need to catch my breath, I mean wow!!!" Trying to slow my heart rate and come down off that orgasmic high. Drinking the rest of the bourbon. "Thank you by the way!!! Wow!!" I get to my feet, a bit unsteady. "Laps or is there something I can do for you?"
 
She was definitely weak as by her slight weaving. Nice to see I hadn't lost my touch getting her whole body orgasm from her. A nice standard to see if she could ever achieve something similar or me being that go to person for that need.

Filling our glasses, "tell you what, I'll lay down and you can return the favor, no pressure and only if you want. Though I believe your curiosity can't resist."
 
I pause as you lay down. "On your face first please" thinking I will have to ease into this. Getting some lotion on my hands, I straddle your lower back. "Have to warn you, I'm not nearly as good at this as you are" Rubbing your neck and shoulders. "You are very fit for your age :)" I hadn't noticed how well muscled you are. I work my fingers into your shoulders as they feel tense to me. "Let me know if this is too hard, or you want harder" rubbing and massaging them and your upper arms
 
Surprised, I turn over. Maybe she wasn't ready yet to be directly presented with "other"issues of being face up. Which is kind of funny when you think it has been pretty prominent for the last week or so.

"For a massage generally harder is better on the upper body. But do what is comfortable for you, Becca. You need to be comfortable with your decision and action, right?"
 
"Ok thanks for the info " Pressing a bit harder on your shoulders, moving further down your back.
"I'm getting more comfortable with this obviously not something I ever expected to happen" Moving my hands up and down, from your spine out to the side and back. "God you can really tell how much you swim"
 
Chuckling..."Well that would definitely be evident on you also. The roundness to your muscles like a dancer...but with greater strength to the muscles. It must impress your lovers."

Her hands paused then resumed. Maybe I imagined a deep inhale followed by quick breathing.
 
I continue working, but when you mention my lovers it gives me pause, mixed feelings and emotions go through my mind. Are you and I becoming lovers, should I confess that I've really only been with one guy before, so lovers doesn't qualify me. I don't love you though, I mean I love how you touch and am enjoying touching you.
"Thank you, but to be honest I haven't had lovers in the past, just the one and that didn't end well"
 
I listened to her phrasing.


“Don’t associate a word with a physical act. You can have two active relationships one that you are connected to by heart and soul, and the other just meeting mutual needs. Tell me about that one…you know you want to.”
 
I think about what you said and what it means to me/us.
"I no longer have one that involves my heart, and actually this is the closest to a physical one I've had in almost a year" I continue working your back, sliding down sitting below your bottom on your thighs as my finger wrk your lower back and buttocks.
"Are you saying that you want me to talk about my ex? and what happened?"
 
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