He nodded and picked me up again and carried me down the hall. I felt so naughty as we crossed the threshold to his bedroom. I really hadn't been in here much since he moved in. He kept it neat and clean. He had his massage table set up in the corner where he set me down. All his oils and lotions were on a stand next to it. I put my phone there and looked at him with anticipation.
"So I tell all my clients this, but it's probably best if you strip down. The oil can really stain your clothes. I can step outside --"
I barely let him finish his sentence as I pulled my top off over my head exposing my bare breast. His eyes got wide.
"Can you help me with my shorts?" I asked, innocently.
I stood up and turned around, resting my arms on the table. I gingerly put weight on my injured leg. Jas
