I went back into her room and saw her lying on her bed, face down. The only thing covering her was a towel she had placed over her bum. The main light was turned off and she had lit a half dozen candles on her bedside table and her dressing table that filled the room with a low glow.
It struck me in an instant just how beautiful she was. Her naked body lying on the bed showed all of her toned, muscular limbs and back. Her arms were up above her head, her head to the side flat on the mattress with her eyes closed. Her long blonde hair flowing over the mattress like a cascade of gold. She was tall, probably nearly 6 foot, with long, supple legs. Her smooth skin glowing in the candle light. The edge of her small, pert breasts visible from the side of her chest. She looked like a goddess.
She opened her eyes and looked at me. “I thought you had got lost.”
“Candles?” I asked surprised by her choice.
“I want to relax.” She replied closing her eyes again. “Be gentle with me. I’m all yours.”
I walked over to her and gently touched her back with my left hand. “The oil might be a little cold, I didn’t have time to warm it up.”
“Ok.” She whispered, trying to get herself to relax.
I flicked the cap off on the bottle and poured some into my hands before placing the bottle on the bedside table. I rubbed my hands together and then placed them on her back. She flinched a little at the cold oil, but very quickly relaxed again. I rubbed her back up and down, trying to loosen her muscles from the bottom right up to her shoulders. I massaged all of her muscles in her back and I could physically feel Jen loosening up and relaxing at my touch. The feel of her smooth, delicate skin and the tough, strong muscles of her back was sublime. She was the embodiment of both strength and softness. I gently picked her arms up and guided them down to her sides so that I could massage them up and down as well, from finger-tip to shoulder.
I was in heaven. I think that Jen was enjoying it too. There wasn’t a clock anywhere that I could see and I was lost in the moment. I could have been there massaging her back and arms for a few minutes or a few hours. I honestly couldn’t say. I was lost in her beautiful body. She hadn’t opened her eyes once and her face looked peaceful. I was realising how pretty she was.
I wasn’t blind. I obviously knew that my sister was beautiful, but more from a purely factual sense. Aesthetically, she was a true beauty. But sexually, it just hadn’t registered. Until now. She was extremely pretty. While massaging her back and arms, I was looking at her cheeks and jaw line framing her face perfectly with her little chin and delicate eyes. Her pouting lips looked perfect to kiss. But I had to move on. Her leg was what hurt and I couldn’t stay on her back forever.
“I’m moving down to your leg now. I’ll be gentle, but if anything hurts, just let me know.”
“Ok, big brother.” She whispered back to me.
I poured more oil into my hands and started on massaging her right leg from the bottom. From her calf muscle, right up her leg to the top of her thigh. I massaged her right leg for a few minutes and then moved to her left leg, with her pulled muscle. I repeated the same process with pouring more oil in my hands and then massage my way up her leg. When I got up to her thigh, I could feel the muscle that she had pulled. It was tight and I could feel her tense a bit when I massaged it. The groin muscle group goes right up the inside of her leg and it was these that I had to concentrate on.