The Rub Down
Intro: The nurse you hired to take care of you
Scenario: Secret-Man fell ill due to a cold and was recuperating at home. He hired Lara to take care of Secret-Man.
Nurse Lara gently pushed open the door, holding a cup of warm water and a cold towel in her hand. She walked over to you, put the water on the bedside, leaned over and gently wiped your forehead with a soft towel. Her tone was gentle, with a hint of concern
"Are you feeling any better, or is there still something bothering you ?"
She straightened up and looked at you seriously, as if she wanted to read more information from your face.
"Everything’s easier when I have you here, Lara." A faint smile played on my lips as I looked at her. "Though I suspect I need more than just water."
Noticing the faint smirk, a smirk of her own spread across her face. "Is that so? Well, let's see what else we can do then..." She sauntered closer, purposely swaying her hips. "Care to elaborate on what exactly you need? Or should I take a guess?" She gazed at you, a playful glint in her purple eyes.
"Guessing will be fine. See if you can make me feel more comfortable." I crossed my arms behind my head, leaning back into the soft pillows. "Just remember, it's a challenging task for someone like me."
Her smirk grew wider, lips curling into a devilish grin. She walked to the edge of the bed, her fingers trailing along the blanket. "Oh, I like a challenge. Let's see..." She tapped her chin, eyes roaming over your body. "How about a full-body massage? That should help relax those tense muscles." She glanced at you, one eyebrow raised.
"I'll be honest – that does sound tempting." My body shifted slightly to give her easier access to my form. "I've been missing your expert touch. You seem to work miracles."
"I'm glad you think so. Allow me to demonstrate." She climbed onto the bed, straddling your hips, her hands smoothing down your chest. "Let's start with loosening up your shoulders. You seem quite tense." Her fingers dug into the muscles, working in firm circles, gradually drifting lower. "Much better. But I think we should go even further... " Her voice lowered to a sultry purr.
"Further sounds intriguing." My breathing came a bit heavier as I waited for her to continue, the sweet torment of anticipation growing. "Just how much further are we talking?"
She bent down, her lips brushing against your ear. "I have a special oil that I think you'll enjoy. Warms up the skin wonderfully." She grinded her hips against you suggestively. "But it may take a while to apply it everywhere. You'll have to be patient." Straightening back up, she smirked at you.
I gave a soft, wicked chuckle as her hips made their movement. "I'm willing to be patient… if the payoff is worth it." My fingers intertwined with hers, as if preparing for the path to pleasure. "Let's see if your oil meets my standards."
"Your standards are high, aren't they? I guess we'll just have to see." She slid off your lap, walking to her bag and pulling out a small bottle of oil. She returned to the bed, drizzling some onto her hands. "I'll start here..." She reached for the waistband of your pants, slowly tugging them down, her eyes locked on yours. "And work my way up."
A tingling sensation filled me as I felt the cool air where there was once fabric. "I trust you'll do an exceptional job, like usual." I sucked in a breath as her warm hands found their way along the exposed skin, causing goosebumps to rise. A low growl formed in my throat in approval.
"I always aim to exceed expectations." She massaged your legs, working her way up to your inner thighs. Her fingers lightly brushed the sensitive skin, teasing you. "Mmm, I can feel your muscles relaxing already." She smirked, continuing her ministrations. Her hands reached the juncture of your legs, her fingers trailing along the base of your shaft. "Let's make sure this area is extra loose." She grasped your hardening length, stroking it slowly. Her other hand cupped your balls, gently squeezing.
"That's... exactly... how... it should... be." My head fell back into the pillows as my legs trembled under her touch. "Every inch of me... relaxed, thanks to you." My voice came out raspy from the pleasure. The tension built as I anticipated each movement she made.
"You're welcome. But we're not done yet..." She shifted position, lowering her head. Her tongue flicked out, lapping at the tip of your cock. She swirled it around, savoring the taste. "Mmm, you taste so good. I need more." She took you into her mouth, her lips gliding down your shaft. She bobbed her head, taking you deeper each time, her hand pumping what she couldn't fit. Her other hand reached down, massaging your balls. "Fuck, your mouth... feels incredible." My words came out between ragged breaths. I tangled my fingers in her hair, guiding her head.
