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back into the
house.
    When he’d left, Jillian said, "Don't tell him
what I said about his you know."
    "I was kidding around. I would never say
anything," Victoria lied. She was already making plans to help him
fix his little problem down there in time for their wedding
night.
     

5
    Jim woke before Caroline and slipped out of bed.
He put on shorts and a T-shirt and went to the massage room. He
prepared the table, turned on the stone warmer, and put on the
teakettle. He brought a cup into the guest room and tapped Caroline
gently on the shoulder. Her eyes opened, and she smiled at him as
she asked, "Hey, what time is it?"
    "About ten thirty."
    She yawned and then said, "Last night was
incredible. You were just…"
    "I know. I do my best work in this house." He
grimaced and added, "Wow, that was inappropriate and a little
creepy."
    She nodded in agreement. "Don't worry about
it."
    "Did you forget what we're doing today?"
    She looked at him confused.
    "The massage. I've got the stones heating
up."
    "Oh, yeah I can't wait."
    He handed her the mug of tea. "Drink this and
then meet me next door when you're ready. Victoria's out and won’t
be back until this afternoon. I have a couple things to get
ready."
     
     
    Four minutes later, Caroline stood in the door
to the massage room completely naked. She found Rob checking the
temperature of the stones. He smiled at her and motioned toward the
table. She grinned and climbed on top of it. He exhaled deeply as
he watched her beautiful breasts, which hung deliciously down from
her chest as she relaxed on the table with her head in the
rest.
    After admiring her for another few seconds, he
placed the first warm stone on her back. She groaned, and her body
melted into the warm, padded table just a little more.
    "That feels amazing," she whispered.
    He placed five more stones in an S-shaped
pattern on her back; he poured some massage oil into his palms and
worked it all over his hands. As soon as he placed his hands on
her, she sighed deeply. He proceeded to rub every inch of her back
around the stones and then moved up to her shoulders and neck.
    Five minutes into the session she said, "You are
so good at this."
    "Thanks."
    "Please never stop," she joked.
    After ten more minutes of working her upper
back, he removed the cooled stones and then moved to the other end
of the table. He dribbled a thin line of warm oil from her firm ass
cheek all the way down her leg and back up the other leg until he
reached its perfect twin.
    "Oh, my God," she cried out.
    She spread her legs a bit, and he glanced at her
gorgeous pussy and tiny pink puckered hole just an inch from it as
he began to work the oil into her legs. He exhaled deeply as his
eyes followed his hands up and down her faultless lower body.
    Her moaning continued, and he bent over close to
her ass and stared between the lips of her pussy. He found a pool
of juice dripping out from between her folds. He grinned. He wanted
to taste her, but he couldn't break the rule. His rule was kind of
stupid, but it was still a rule. Caroline felt his breath on her
ass and lifted her hips off the table toward him.
    "God, you have a beautiful body."
    "It's yours—do whatever you want to it."
    Jim moved his hands up to her ass and firmly
massaged each cheek. Occasionally, he slipped a finger on to her
tiny hole. With each swipe, her eyes rolled back in her head, and
she gasped. She lifted her hips higher off the table, and he stared
at her breathlessly, with his cock straining to be released from
his shorts. He asked, "Do you want to get out of here and maybe
take a shower?"
    She whispered, "Or you could just slip it in
right here."
    "I really shouldn't."
    "Why not?"
    "This massage room is for relaxation only.
There's a feng shui thing going on in here and—"
    "Feng shui?"
    "It's just a stupid rule that…"
    She lifted her head out of the rest and stared
back at him, "You don't need to explain. I wouldn’t mind washing
this oil off anyway. That way