Chapter 2: Pam Bares All

Pam let him carry on massaging her temples for a while, not that she didn’t want to say go, but the massage on her temples was lovely and relaxing. Plus, the delay was heightening her excitement at what was to follow. It was also sending some wonderful sensations through her entire body.

‘Go,’ she finally said. Danny carried on massaging on her temples for a moment or two, then moved slowly down onto her shoulders. As he massaged them, his hand moved her bra straps down away from her shoulders.

As his hands moved up onto the exposed tops of her breasts, Pam screamed with delight. The lovely feelings she had had at the start was nothing to this one. As Danny’s hands moved down, slowly and gently, her bra slid down too, pushed by the side of his hands.

After he had massaged all over both breasts, he picked up her bra off her stomach, slid the straps the last bit off her arms and threw it aside. Looking down at her, he saw a lovely pair of breasts, a happy face with a big smile on and her eyes closed.

He massaged over her stomach then over her panties. As his hand moved down her panties, her happy noises grew. Then as he massaged between her legs over her hairs, she couldn’t stop herself drawing her knees up.

He rested one hand between her legs with his fingers down between them, directly over her hairs. Then he started massaging up again. Reaching her waist, he took hold of the front of her panties and paused.

Pam just lay there, eyes shut, big smile and saying nothing. Danny lifted the front of her panties and slid his hand inside. Massaging all over her abdomen he moved down until his fingertips touched her hairs.

Then he ran his fingers through them and slid his index finger down each groin in turn. Pam had been crying out continuously, she had never ever experienced a feeling so beautiful. Then as Danny’s fingers slid between her legs, she had a moment of panic. As they rested directly over her vagina, she remembered briefly the last touch she had felt there.

Then it passed and she sank herself into the heaven of sensations at his touch. Danny stroked the hairs over her opening, then massaged his way back up to her waist. Before he reached it, her hips were up in the air.

He took his hand out and slid her panties down to her ankles, then as she lowered her hips, he slid them off altogether. As he started massaging her ankles, she opened her eyes. Looking down her front, she saw her bare breasts and then the tuft of hair between her legs. Danny was only the second man ever to see it. Yet as she watched his hands moving up her legs, she felt nothing but happy excitement.

As his hands drew near the top of her thighs, she drew her knees up slightly and moved her legs apart. Danny massaged between her legs over her opening. This time he massaged more firmly with his index finger, so it moved down through her hairs and touched the skin of her opening. Her screech of delight showed how nice it felt.

Moving his finger around the outside edge of the opening just once, he carried on massaging. He moved up over her abdomen then her stomach, making sure he covered every inch of every area.

When he reached the bottom of her breast’s he could see her nipples standing up firmly. He massaged slowly over every inch, staying half an inch away from each nipple. Pam was just making a low but happy moaning sound and still had her eyes shut. After he had covered all of her breasts, he finished off with a direct massage on her nipples. He took hold of each nipple between his fingers and played with them.

Pam came back to earth with a scream of ecstatic delight. Then he massaged up to her shoulders and took his hands away. He sat and watched the pleasure on her face as she savoured everything she had felt.

Opening her eyes, she gave him a lovely smile. ‘How can I possibly enjoy such lovely feelings after what happened to me?’ she asked. ‘It’s simple,’ Danny said, ‘It’s because you feel safe and you have been missing so much pleasure.’

‘Sit up,’ he said holding his arms out. She did and melted into his arms. As she put her head on his shoulder, Danny wrapped his arms around her. She felt so safe and at the same time so excited. As her bare breasts pressed against his clothes, she imagined what it would feel like against his bare chest.

Then she imagined what it might be like holding Richard the same way. Perhaps she thought, after Danny, that might be possible. Danny held her to him for a while, then he gave her a kiss on the side of her head. ‘How do you feel?’ he asked.

Pam lifted her head and looked him in the face. ‘Wonderful,’ she said smiling, ‘I never would have believed it possible.’ ‘In a moment we’ll look at your problem, then deal with it.’ he told her. Pam had no idea what made her do it, but she leaned forward and kissed him on the lips.

Danny returned her kiss as she pulled back. She had gone very red. ‘I’m sorry,’ she said, ‘I don’t know what got into me.’ ‘That was your subconscious telling me you are ready to talk,’ he told her. ‘But perhaps we should repeat it,’ he said with a smile, ‘Just to make sure.’

They moved together slowly. When their lips touched, Danny kissed her passionately, holding her close to him as he did. Pam did her best to respond. It felt wonderful.

As they came up for air, Danny asked, ‘Was that your fist kiss on the lips.’ Pam looked sad, ‘No,’ she said, ‘But it was the first nice one.’ ‘Stay sitting up.’ Danny told her. He moved to the end of the settee. ‘Lie down with your head on my lap.’ he instructed.

Once she was settled, he rested one hand on her head and one on her stomach. ‘Am I right in thinking that before your mum died, you had no problems of any sort?’ Danny asked. ‘Yes,’ Pam told him, ‘Life was simple and uncomplicated.’

‘Why don’t you start at that point and tell me everything that happened from there.’ Danny said, stroking her head. ‘After mums funeral and things settled down again, to start with everything carried on pretty much as before.’

‘Dad went out to work and I went out to work. Neither of us had exact working hours so we got into the habit of looking after ourselves on the weekday evenings. I did the washing and cleaning at the weekend and occasionally did a Sunday Roast.’

‘I had always been very close to mum, but dad and I had never been that close. All my childhood I can’t remember many hugs or kisses. He worked hard and we always had food on the table and a roof over our head. But he never talked to me much or showed affection like other children’s dads.’

‘I remember I used to go to one of my school friend’s homes when we were in primary school. Her dad always gave me a welcome hug when I arrived and again when I left. His daughter would sit on his knee, and he would give her a kiss on her head occasionally. I always noticed because my dad never did anything like that.’

‘But my mum was always warm and cuddly so she more than made up for any lack of affection on my dad’s part. After mum died of course I missed out on that, but I was seventeen then, so it didn’t seem as important. Plus there were boys to dream about and a future husband to imagine.’

‘Do you think Richard would make you a good husband?’ Danny asked. Pam blushed, ‘Yes, I think he would.’ she said. ‘You must really fancy him then.’ Danny said with a smile. ‘You just blushed. You who are lying here completely naked in my arms.’

Pam laughed. ‘Daft isn’t it.’ ‘Let your heart direct you,’ Danny said. ‘Let him ask you out soon. Anyway, carry on with your story.’