Chapter 5: My First Naked Woman

‘The best way to achieve that is by questions and massage. So, in a moment I want you to lie on your front on the settee. Ian will massage your back from head to toe and back again, whilst I ask you questions. If at any time you feel unhappy about being massaged, just call out, ‘Stop,’ and Ian will move his hands back to your head immediately.’

‘Then when you say, ‘Ok,’ he’ll start again. ‘When you feel ready to start, please take your shoes off and lie down.’ Nicola looked from one to the other, smiling at them both. Getting a smile back, she kicked her shoes off and lay down.

Ian sat on a dining chair alongside the settee, whilst Alvin sat on one by her head. ‘Ian’s going to put his hands on your head now and massage gently,’ Alvin told her. She felt Ian’s hands as Alvin continued, ‘Then as he moves down, I’ll start asking you questions.’

‘If I sense you are having difficulty answering any question, I’ll try and rephrase it, or if necessary, I’ll move on and then we can return to it later. Ian’s hands were massaging her head and sending a lovely sensation through her.

As he moved down onto her shoulders, she had to concentrate hard on what Alvin was saying. ‘Can you tell us where you live, who with, and how long you’ve been there.’ Alvin asked. As Ian’s hands moved down her back, she was enjoying his touch so much it was hard to concentrate on her answer.

‘I live in a three bedroomed detached house on an estate of similar houses,’ Nicola told them. ‘It’s detached, but it’s really just half a standard semi standing on its own. I live with my mum and my dad and my younger sister.’

‘We’ve lived there since I was ten, although I only vaguely remember moving there from a similar house. As Ian’s hands massaged over her cheeks, she went tense briefly, but the massage was so nice she relaxed again almost immediately.

As her cheeks were massaged, she found it strangely enjoyable. As Ian moved on down the back of her thighs, Alvin asked, ‘I know you are twenty-three, how old is your sister?’ ‘She’s nineteen, she’ll be twenty in a month’s time.’ Nicola told him. ‘Have you had any boyfriends before you met Hugh?’ Alvin asked.

There was a silence for a few moments then she asked, ‘Do you promise Hugh won’t hear of anything I tell you?’ ‘You have my word,’ Alvin said. ‘And mine.’ Ian added. ‘I had one very briefly just after leaving school,’ she admitted. ‘I was seventeen.’

‘How about your sister, does she have a boyfriend?’ ‘No, not a boyfriend.’ Nicola told them. ‘She has a couple of boys who are good friends, but not boyfriends. She has some girlfriends too.’ she added. ‘She’s not quite as shy as I am, although she’s still very quiet.’

As Ian’s hands returned up her thighs Alvin asked, ‘How long had you known the boy before he became your boyfriend?’ ‘All of my years at secondary school.’ she answered. ‘But it wasn’t until we had left school that we went out together.’

As Ian massaged over her cheeks, there was no sign of any tension this time. Alvin waited until Ian was moving up her back before asking, ‘How long was he your boyfriend?’ ‘A month.’ came the immediate reply. ‘Ok we’ll come back to him later.’ Alvin said smiling.

As Ian reached her head and took his hands off, Alvin told her to turn over. ‘Ian will massage your front next, just the same as your back,’ Alvin said. ‘And of course, I’ll be asking more questions.’ Ian massaged the front of her head, then as he moved down onto her shoulders Alvin asked, ‘Have you ever had a massage before?’

As Ian’s hands moved down over her breasts, she drew her breath in sharply. Then she relaxed and called out saying, ‘Ian, you’re so gentle, that feels lovely.’ Then answering the question Nicola said, ‘Not a nice one like Ian’s.’

‘I had a sports injury some years ago and I had to have a weekly massage of my hip for six weeks by a physiotherapist. It solved the problem, but it was a painful experience. ‘Did you expect it to be painful?’ Alvin asked. ‘No, not at all.’ Nicola told him.

Then as Ian massaged over the front of her jeans, she went quiet once more. Then said, ‘I can’t believe how lovely that felt.’ As Ian moved on down her legs, she continued, ‘I’d seen a couple of films where people were being massaged, and they were clearly loving every moment.’