Adultery My Best Friend's Wife by The_Dolphin

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I put my hands under the towel and slip my fingers under the sides of her panties. Then I slowly push the back of the panties into the crack of her buttocks. Her body tightens in anticipation. "Sshh ... It's OK ..." I say softly, and rake my fingernails lightly over her bare buttocks. She draws her breath in sharply. I can feel the goosebumps on her butt. She moans softly, her lower body still restless. I massage her buttocks with both hands, keeping things absolutely within limits. I certainly do not want to frighten her!

"OK, shall we proceed to more enjoyable treatments?"

She thinks for a moment. "What are you going to do ..?" she asks suspiciously.

"I want us to start using the oils. Are you OK with it? "

"All right then ..." she whispers.

I climb down and stand next to her "You're going to have to turn around on your back." She sighs.

"Don't worry, I will hold the towel over you." I say. She turns cautious and I throw the towel over her lower body, of course, not before I treat myself to a good eyeful of the mound of her pussy straining against the front of the thin panties. Immediately there is a stirring in my shorts! She covers her upper body again with the towel dbangd around her neck. Her flat, tanned tummy is enough to put impure thoughts in any man's head! She seems very relaxed so far.

I have a sizable range of aromatic and thebangutic oils. There are, amongst others, Anika, eucalyptus, lavender, almond, honey, jojoba, Ylang Ylang, and so on.

"I'm going to start with almond." I say and slowly pour a little of the oil into her navel until it overflows. Her stomach muscles tighten, goosebumps appearing all over her skin. With slow, lazy strokes I spread the oil over her slender belly. She gasps as my fingertip gently tickles her navel. I work my hands higher and higher up her chest until my fingers to touch the bottom of her top under the towel. I push the top up gradually until my fingers find the soft, fleshy undersides of her breasts. Again her body tightens in anticipation. I move my hands away. She relaxes again immediately.

I move around her so that I stand behind her head. My fingers slide up her slender neck and I lightly tickle both her earlobes. She shudders.

I pour a little oil on her breastbone and spreads it around on her chest. My right hand moves down between the two panels of the towel and slides under the top in between her breasts. She immediately puts her hand over mine. "It's OK, Jess. Just relax ..." I whisper. I slide my hand up and down her breastbone, but do my best to avoid touching her breasts. Soon she is comfortable with it and relaxes. She removes her hand, a sure sign of trust.

I pour some of the jojoba oil in my hands and rub it in the sides of her chest, outside the panels of the towel. My fingers soon find their way into the sides of her top and I massage her rib cage with the oil. Gradually I move my hands higher until I feel the soft outsides of her breasts. I rub the oil into the softness, but stay away from her nipples. She does not react.

I move around the table and stand next to her again. I lift the towel slightly. "May I ..?" I ask softly.

She hesitates. "If you think it's necessary."

I throw the two ends of the towel off her breasts. I can't help gasping at what I see! Her large, firm breasts strain against the thin material, her nipples, small and hard, now quite visible under the thin material. I have difficulty controlling myself. I pour more oil on my hands and let my hands glide over the soft outer sides of her breasts under the top. She sighs.

"Everything OK, Jess?" I ask subtly.

"Hmm .. Yes, thank you." she says softly. "It smells very nice ..."

"I hope it feels good as well..." I fish for a compliment.

"Heavenly ..." she replies softly and smiles.

I pour a little oil on her breastbone and massages it into her skin with circular motions. Soon the circles grow bigger and my fingers glide over the insides of her breasts. I still avoid going near her hard nipples. I take my hands out from under the top and apply more oil to them. They soon find the way back into the top. I wrap the thumb and forefinger of each hand around the base of each breast and push them together. I hold them like that for a few seconds. They are incredibly firm! Then I squeeze and release them repeatedly, moving my hands deliberately so that her breasts begin to dance around on her chest. She does not complain. Her nipples are rock hard! She is now breathing fairly heavily.