Chapter 6: Massaging my best friends mom
Without waiting to hear anything else from her, Logan calmly walked over to where she was sitting to help her up from the chair. In reality, she didn’t actually have a problem standing up.
But Logan wasn’t bothered. He actually loved playing into it.
Calmly, he slipped his hand onto one of her ass cheeks.
"Since you’re not feeling that well, I think climbing all the way upstairs would really be too much for you," Logan said calmly, concern buried in his voice.
"I think staying in one of the rooms down here would be best."
As Logan spoke, the only thing Stephanie could do was nod.
The hand Logan had placed on her ass cheek was doing a lot more than he would have expected.
In no time, they finally arrived at the guest room. The bed was neatly made, it had a really good duvet, and the air smelled like wealth.
"Yeah, now you can rest," Logan said as they entered.
"You know what? Because of how good you have been to me, I would give you a massage to make sure you get a good recovery. I’m quite good at it, and for one thing, I know it helps relieve stress—which, plus or minus, is one of your problems. I might not really know how it feels, but I’m sure being a CEO of a big company is a lot to handle."
Logan said this already thinking about how nice she would taste.
[Miss Stephanie +270 attraction points.]
[Total attraction points: 2960.]
Miss Stephanie gradually lay down on her back, her heart pounding as she waited to feel Logan’s hands on her body.
But suddenly she heard Logan burst into a chuckle.
Her face immediately turned red. Had she been caught? Or had she agreed too easily?
She immediately tried to stand up, but Logan’s voice came through right away.
"I can’t really massage you if you’re still wearing your clothes, can I?"
Miss Stephanie calmed down a little but was still on edge in case something happened.
Trying as best as she could not to show how horny she was, she only nodded, knowing fully well that if she tried to speak now, her voice would just come out moanfully.
"Don’t worry yourself. I know you’re very tired now, so I’ll do you one better and help you take them off by myself," Logan spoke, trying to sound as caring as possible. But all Miss Stephanie could think about right now was his large cock.
Her hormones were already driving into overdrive as she prayed that somehow something would happen between them during the massage session.
Or maybe she should actually initiate it, although she feared what the reaction would be.
Just as she was thinking about it, she felt a chill as oil dripped down her back.
She had been so carried away daydreaming that she didn’t realize when Logan had begun pouring the oil on her bare back.
He had already removed her whole turtleneck from her body, leaving only her bare back exposed.
Miss Stephanie moaned as the oil touched her skin. Not caring about what Logan would think anymore, she just couldn’t hold it in.
If he asked, she would just have to cook up a lie. But for now, she just wanted to enjoy the pleasure that came with the massage.
Logan dripped the oil calmly down onto her body and began to gradually massage it all over her back.
His hands slowly but surely began to run down the sides of her chest where her boobs lay.
Gradually, he started touching them from the side. The pleasure overtook Miss Stephanie as she moaned out even louder.
"Does it hurt?" Logan said, still keeping up his pretense.
But this time, Miss Stephanie had completely surrendered herself as his submissive hoe.
"No, I’m fine. Just keep massaging me the way you are," she said, her voice laced with pleasure.
At that point, Logan was completely sure he had finally won the game.
Boldly, he began moving down to her waist, massaging her so sensually and carefully. On reaching her waist, he carefully moved his hands to the zipper and zipped it down without needing to ask for permission.
Logan stopped for about thirty seconds. When he got no complaint or restriction from Miss Stephanie, he immediately pulled the skirt loose and off.
Now her bare ass was staring right at him, naked and without any cloth veiling it.
Stephanie was still moaning, but Logan didn’t care anymore. He went for the big deal.
He immediately poured oil on both her ass cheeks and gradually rubbed them throughout the surface of her round, large ass.
After which, he slapped her ass two more times, watching it jiggle with the shining oil he had applied.
"Mnggh, he should fuck me already," Miss Stephanie murmured as she also shook her ass slightly with each slap.
After some time of playing with her ass, he finally spread her legs slightly apart, applying the oil through her ass crack so it could lubricate both her asshole and her pussy.
"Yes... mmggg... I need the massage there. Yes, there. You’re a genius," Stephanie moaned even more as the oil trickled down her asshole and into her pussy.
Although as things had turned out, her pussy was already swollen and much more lubricated than Logan could have imagined.
As soon as he moved his hands to massage her pussy, he was immediately greeted with her hot cum.
But Miss Stephanie didn’t care. She moved her hips even more, trying her best to get the most out of his hands as she moaned shamelessly.
"Yes, right there. That’s a good spot for your massage. Please lodge it in even more. It needs your hands now more than ever," Miss Stephanie cried as she opened her legs even wider, trying to give him more passage to her pussy and asshole.
After a little sensual massage around her hot, dripping pussy, Logan was finally prepared for the next step.