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hand in his much bigger one.
    “As you can see, I am okay, just like I told you.”
    Wow—the man looked even sexier in jeans and blue a t-shirt.   Leading him to one of the back rooms, she instructed him to remove his clothing.
    “There are hangers and a table where you can put your things.   You will also find a towel to wrap around your waist.”   She looked down his body and added, “It’s an extra large towel, so you shouldn’t have any trouble staying covered.”   The man was so massive, she hoped it covered everything.
    As she looked back up at his face, he just quirked an eyebrow at her before heading towards the screen.
    “Afterwards, lie face down on the table and make yourself comfortable.   I will be back in ten minutes.”
    “You don’t have to leave,” he called out, “I won’t be long.”
    “Okay,” she squeaked out.   Keeping herself busy, she turned around and started lighting a series of aromatherapy candles to aide in relaxation.   Next, she pulled down the bottle of massage oil she would use on him.   It was a unique blend of lavender, bergamot, chamomile, and sandalwood that she would massage onto his body to rid him of all that tension and soothe his muscles.
    “What is that?” he asked behind her, making her jump and almost drop the bottle of massage oil.
    “OHMYGOD, what do you think you are doing creeping up on me like that?” She turned around to look him in the eye and continue her tirade, but ended up losing her train of thought when she saw him in nothing more than a towel.
    She’d thought earlier that he looked sexy in jeans and t-shirt, but now there were no words to describe how magnificently good he looked.   He took the ability to talk and think right out of her.   Making her way down, she noticed his hard, superb abs and couldn’t miss the bulge behind the towel.   Damn, she wanted to know if he had removed his underwear also.
    She heard him talking, but she couldn’t tear her eyes away from his torso.   He had to pull her chin up off the floor and direct it back to his eyes before she understood his question.
    “Are you okay?” he asked with a knowing look.
    “Um, yeah.   Why don’t you, um, lie down on the table.   I just need to wash my hands.” And change my panties , she added mentally.   Wishing she could splash her face with cold water, she quickly washed up and turned back to the table.   He had already made himself comfortable and adjusted the towel around this fine ass.   Taking a deep breath, she started on his massage.
    Applying oil to her hands, she rubbed them together before she brought them down to his shoulders.   Getting into her groove, she began kneading and massaging the knots and tightness away.
     
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    William couldn’t help but let out a grunt of pleasure as Rosie’s strong hands started their work.   In no time, she worked his shoulders and back into a state of blissful jelly.   She was now working on his calves.   This was not his first massage, but it was by far the best one he had ever received.   The shoulder massage alone had him groaning into the headrest, and he would have promised to give her anything she asked for to continue.
    “Okay, go ahead and turn onto your back.”
    Well, damn, he didn’t think he could do that just now.   He had a major problem that could not be hidden by a damn towel.   He hadn’t thought it would happen, but he was embarrassed by his response to her.   The fact that he could not hold himself in check annoyed him.   He was always in control, but he couldn’t help but react to her being that close to him, touching him.
    “Hey, you fall asleep on me?” she asked playfully. “I seem to have that effect on lots of people.”
    “Honey, nothing about you would put me to sleep,” he responded, turning onto his back.   The look on her face was priceless.   It was a mixture of surprise, arousal, and excitement all rolled into one.
    She tried several times to say