Ruby layed on the yoga mat by the creek in only her stockings. I was there when she bought the damn lung wrenching things....
she did asked me like a school girl as his father on her first high school shopping; " what do you think Kuga? is the color okay? will fit me....?
she did show them to me in different assortments, colors and sizes, and I was surprised I didn't have a panic erotical attack, before we reached home.
with a leaping heart and liquifying loins, I dive into the six feet cubic creek, and head straight to the chilly bottom to cool off on the smooth rocks before we begin the morning regimen.
Beneath the cold water, I Held my breath, pretending to be a fish.
With each passing wave of the cool flowing water, my body adjusts to the temperature, and my heartbeat slows down.
Slow death, it felt deadly euphoric.
Opening my eyes in the transparent water, I tilt my head up into the fading morning twilight, the first orange smile of the sun.
from beneath the water the sky looked as real as an aquatic life in the deep seas. An exhilarating illusion. An ethereal beautiful illusion.
Amidst this wonderful experience however, are troubling prurient thoughts season by three weeks of life under the same roof, with the woman lying out stretch on the green yoga mat by the creek.
I want to numb my nerves and freeze my veins to curtail my canal compulsions before we begin the sweet torturous massage, which I will be administering to her in less than a minute time.
She did gain some few pounds on the right places, on her slim figure these past few weeks after having regain her ferocious appetite.
As I slash my way up on the surface, I heard Ruby drew in a quick breath.
The effect of this sudden action from me startles her every time, and I wonder why?
"To have an expected outcome thrills you every time, must be quite an experience" I said as I got out from the water.
"yeah, Kuga. maybe, it's because I have become too impulsive and edgy…"
"but it excites you anyway, and I like the fact that it did. It relaxes more than fifty percent of nerve tension before we begin….".
"aha, it dissipates the anticipation though."
"oh, we can always get a new one cooking. It all depends on how far we are willing to go."
"how far can we go kuga?".
"to what extend are you willing to surrender, Ruby?".
Looking down at her in her pink bra and bikini, clinging to her oiled body glittering on the yoga mat now, was fast warming up my chilly body and I dreaded the outcome.
Massaging a woman, you can't have with an erection, is perhaps one of the worst kind of torture on the planet.
Reclining out stretched on the mat without any attempt at seduction, only made the woman more tempting.
For my body had once upon a time downloaded the software of this very body and it remembers how it smells and taste.
It remembers the contours and texture, and how it quivers and rages on fire on the peaks of passion.
Where is all that fire, what happen to you Ruby? What did they do to you? Its all locked inside somewhere within the woman.
perhaps a defense mechanism by the traumatize body, a post traumatic disorder.
Another issue was her professional and bossy attitude that shut down her sensual energy.
And so long as her mind fights it, her body will never give in.
"surrender to what?", she asked after a long contemplative pause.
"to succumb to the sensations beyond the boundaries we never surpass."
"it's therapeutic experience, kuga. It induces sleep," she said curtly in a polite grin.
"yeah, it does, and so much more. maybe I want you to have more a good night rest.
"how's that?".
"it depends on the level you want to take it Ruby."
"what are you proposing kuga?"
"nothing".
"what are you up to kuga?" she asked distrustfully like a virgin.
she tilts her head to locked distressful eyes with me, making me wonder whether I was pushing her too hard.
"it's okay Ruby, let's take it easy. I was just thinking you wouldn't mind trying something new."
"you want it to be more intimate. How intimate kuga?".
Her bluntness made my heart skipped a beat, and I swallowed.
She asks the question like cutting a business deal, daring me to name my price. Is she baiting me? But I can't go back now can I?
Oiling my palms, I got to work. "I need to have access to your front, after the back massage."
"No is too overwhelming for me….".
"okay, how about body contact, while I massage you."
"you want my legs locked around your waist and breast pressed on your tempting hard chest? Err! Kuga. Been fantasizing about my body right?" she asked cocking one eye brow.
"none of that ma'am. I am sorry if I give the wrong impression…. I only…"
"what a sly creature a man is. Why not tell me exactly what you want? You want your hands on my flat belly and swollen chest, poor boy.
I have been wondering when you are going to come out from your fabricated shell…" she laughed and turned around on her back for the first time in three weeks exposing her heaving flamboyant chest and flat sexy belly.
The scene rocked and stirred me from within, for I have starved myself for too long.
Deep down buried within me was a three-year-old cultivated sexual energy, a greater part of which was energy cultivated from this very woman.
worst of all, I knew what lays beneath her shabby pink bikini. Her yoni, her plump flowery yoni, one of the most priced assets of this woman.
I let the oil drip on her belly. then, I started spreading it from her pelvic up her breast.
"you want me to take my bra off?", she asked forthrightly. Damn the woman, what is she doing to me…
what a painful question. I felt thankful for my dry throat that wouldn't wet after I did swallowed a dozen times.
"I guess your silence means, concern. Give me a minute to free myself from the damn thing," she excused herself and turned her back to me without words.
In hasty shaky hands, I unhooked her bra, and my stomach exude a discharge of erotic energy down my loins, causing my aching loaded shaft to leak with semen.
I had blue balls instantly when my hands finally rested on her warm soft breast, spreading the oil all the way up her shoulders, neck and head.
"what are you doing? Is that necessary?".
"oh yes my lady?".I placed her head in between my thighs and massage her face her chin, cheeks, eye brows and forehead, drawing dissipate all the tension, and enabled free flow of energy.
I was rewarded with a bright smile that exposed even set of white teeth.
"what are you doing?", she enquired a little uncertain now.
"I am massaging every part of the body, if you may allow me my lady. Like I said earlier, just relax and enjoy the ride", I replied dryly, my own voice barely audible to my ears.
for my ears where totally engaged in listening to the rhythm of her breath.
I took my time with each of her arms as I glide my way down her lower body, all the way through her knees, and back of her knees, down to her toes and beneath her feet.
Nervousness begun to set in her laborious breath, which gradually turned to anticipation.
Perhaps a new awoken intrigue on the resurrection of pent up sensations, that lay dormant for a quite longtime.
Her nipples stood erect and harden into thick buds the size of tiger nuts on her fresh ageless breast.
It has become rosier than I last remembered. Her belly twig, and quiver when I caressed them, and she wet her mouth, biting on her lower lip and wrapped her long fingers around my wrists, restraining my movement as though she couldn't take it anymore.
She Whimpers to me the sweet music of passion, and I smell the distinctive aura in her arousal.
In an effort to hide her drench valve under her pants, she squeezed her thighs together, causing her juice mingle with sweat created by the heat of all that friction to soak her more at the juncture.
"yes my lady, give in to the erotic sensation, give in to raw hot pleasure….", I heard my self-whisper in sheer intoxication.
"you are aroused kuga. Like me."
"yes my lady, but I want you to focus more on whirling pleasure within you."
"it's taking me to a place, I don't want to go," Ruby moan in sobs. "why Ruby?".
"I don't know why. I feel scared to let go. Something bad will happen if I do."
"okay my lady. Let's take it easy. Perhaps, I can stop if you want me to." Her body was shivering now.
"it's okay. You can sit on my laps if like. Your body probably needs the contact."
"no, I will drench you."
"don't you worry my lady. It's all about you. hop on my thighs."
She sat astride my thighs and clang to me, her soft wet yoni pressing on my pelvic, and I squeeze my perineum so hard I thought it will tear.
I exhale as did this, dissipating the energy as we pressed our chest together. I rested my hands on her curves, hoping she wouldn't start rocking back and forth, for I was beginning to wonder how long I can hold.
"squeeze me", she pleaded and I complied in relieve. We cling to each other like two lone survivors in Antarctica as she weeps in pain.
Whatever they did to the woman really scared her more than it damages her. because he body was responding to the sensation but her mind wouldn't give in.
"we will pull through this, Ruby. Together, we shall make it happen," I said looking into the morning sun, as it gathers power in its wake.
Perhaps my way of diverting the twirling sensuality of our naked contact.
She had stopped crying and was beginning to feel self-conscious, and embarrassed.
I reached out for her white towel, and wrapped around her upper, before I stood up to carry her into my arms but she declines, and walked briskly towards the house, obviously lost in thought.
I was at the peak of heighten senses. The sun looked glamorous in its generous beam, warming my trembling sensitive skin in the morning breeze.
The breeze comes with it, an influx of exotic fragrances from the herbs and flowers.
Among these scents, I focused my senses on the distinctive flagrance of the emblem of fidelity, forget-me-not.
Ruby might have planted it in the garden, because this was the first time I felt it this strong in the in the garden.
I plunge into the water one more time, to reward myself for my new break through.
Now it was only a matter of time before the woman shall be freed from her invisible bondage to a scary past.
Perhaps, it will bring back pleasant and ugly memories, either way it will be healing, for its all about embracing the pleasant and accepting the ugly.