“What are you doing?” She sounded slightly irritated.
“Sorry sis, I was just deciding if I needed to heat the oil up again.”
“There was a quick “No” from her.
As I continued with the massage I smiled to myself. What I should have said to her was ‘I was just admiring the shape of your cunt and imagining how good it would be if I could finger you’.
I was now working on her upper thighs, just below the hem of her skirt, about six inches away from her knickers. She was giving appreciative moans, particularly when I went deep into the muscle. My cock was throbbing but I was trying to ignore it. I was finding it difficult to concentrate, but thankfully we were nearly done.
“Finished, did I do a good job?”
“Yes.” Then she said “But I want you to do a bit more. It’s slightly sore higher up on my left side. I think it’s because when I have been running I have put more strain there to compensate for the problems with my right calf.”
I hesitated, I didn’t feel comfortable massaging any higher. However if it needed doing then I should just get on with it.
“OK, let me know when I hit the spot.”
I started where I had left off, then I slowly moved up.
“Be careful of getting oil on my skirt. It might be better if you lift it up out of the way.”
I was trying to decide how to do that without using my oily hands when she reached behind and did it herself.
Her whole bottom was now clearly visible, just covered by her tight knickers. It looked good, nice and firm, I was resisting the urge to touch it.
When I found the tender spot she groaned. As I worked on it my wrist accidently brushed against her cunt, she groaned again. I stopped for a few seconds, expecting some harsh words from Lily, but she didn’t say anything. However what I did notice was that she moved her leg slightly in, making it more difficult for me to massage her without my wrist doing the same again.
I knew I should end the massage but I continued. This time when I brushed against her I left my hand there longer than I should have, just for a second. It was enough to make her moan. I waited then I did the same again, but this time I kept my wrist against her cunt whilst I massaged her groin.
“Is that good?” Then I quickly added “The massage.”
There was a “Yes” from her. Then she continued in a dreamy voice with “It’s made me so tired I think I am falling asleep. Just continue with what you have been doing. Wake me up when you have finished with me.”
My head was spinning. She had just given me permission to continue, but still making it look like an innocent massage. Logic said stop now but my cock said continue. I gave a low sigh, I knew I was weak.
In a low voice I said “Are you asleep?”
Nothing. I doubted that she was but I went along with the pretence.
I could see the outline of her lips through her knickers, that’s where I put my fingers. I rubbed against them, pushing in I searched for her clit. Now that I had felt her on the outside I desperately wanted to finger her. I managed to squeeze two fingers into the side of her knickers, her skin was smooth, she was shaved. I wanted to push them deep into her cunt but it was difficult, I had to make do with just the tips going in. That wasn’t going to work, so I took them out and put them on her clit.