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Kats massage always began the same way. She lay, luxuriating in the aftermath of the bubble bath, on the huge beach towel spread across the bed. I went to the wall switch and flicked on the ceiling fan positioned directly over the bed. I turned the light down as far as I could and then went to the dresser and got the massage oil and blindfold. She lay watching me, hands behind her head, lifting one knee and then the other in turn as she waited expectantly for my ministrations to begin. "Aaaaaah Tom, I love this, the air wafting across me, the smell of the oil as you warm it in your hands and the feel I get right through my body watching you standing there naked and ready to please me." She murmured appreciation as I began to walk toward her. I chuckled as I drew near to the bed. "Is this not better than the Spa my dear?" "In certain areas so much better, but I'd still like my nails done please" her turn to chuckle. I reached down and lifted her right foot. I rubbed warm massage oil on the top and then with my fingers gently went between her toes, rubbing and squeezing them. "Mmmmmmmmmm" was all I heard. I spent five or six minutes on each foot before sitting on the bed and taking her heels and placing them in my lap. More warm oil, this time applied to the soles of her feet. When I first began these sessions I could barely touch her there without her drawing away. Now she let me rub my hand and stroke her with my fingers. I put the oil aside and held her feet, one at a time and applied pressure on different parts of the sole. My version of Reflexology. I had no training in the art, nor did I care, Kat loved it and it always elicited satisfied squeals. What more could a guy ask ...

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