Chapter 5: Relax and Spill the Beans

His touch was so gentle and the feeling so lovely she drifted off into a haze of pleasure as he kept massaging. As he massaged, he couldn’t help but notice the marks across her cheeks which looked like she had been severely beaten with a cane or stick.

They didn’t look fresh but as they had actually happened about five years ago, they had faded considerably. Even Charlene had forgotten they were there.

Moving off after a while, John went back up, asking as he did, ‘If you have to buy some essential personal items for yourself, things like tampons for instance, what is the procedure?’

As he moved up her back, she told him, ‘I go shopping once a week. He gives me a list of everything he thinks we need the night before. Then in the morning I tell him if there’s anything else I want to add. That includes food he might not have thought about or personal things.’

‘If I need some new underclothes for instance, I have to show him the old ones for him to decide if the purchase is really necessary.

‘He was awkward about tampons at first until I told him if I didn’t have them there would be blood all over the place. He hasn’t queried them since.’

‘But only if he approves something and writes it on the list himself can I buy it with the money he gives me to go shopping. When I come back from the shop, he checks the receipt and the change. Occasional he leaves it at that, but quite often he will go through everything and make sure I haven’t got anything that’s not on the list.’

As he reached her head John massaged it then said, ‘Turn over.’ As she settled in place Charlene looked down her front. She saw that with the back still being down below her cheeks, the front of her panties had slipped down a little as she turned.

On clear view was the top inch of her pubic hairs. She felt so relaxed by now it didn’t bother her in the least. ‘I’m going to go down your front now,’ John said. ‘When I reach your waist, I’ll do the same as I did on your back, and you’ll have the same options.’

‘If you manage both options, I’ll suggest you lift your hips so I can slip them off altogether. If you can do that, we’ll be nearly there. Then I’ll massage every inch of your front back up to your head. No questions, you can just relax and enjoy it. When I reach your head, we’ll have a hug. Then you will be able to tell me everything you have suffered.’

‘After that we’ll decide how best to resolve it, Ok?’ ‘Ok.’ she said smiling at him happily. She really believed now that that would happen.

John put his hands on her temples and massaged. As Charlene made happy noises, he stayed there longer than he had intended. Then moving off, he massaged her shoulders. As he moved down onto her breasts, he waited until Charlene’s happy cry faded then asked, ‘If you were lying here as you are now, but it was Vernon massaging you instead of me, how do you think you would feel.’

She waited until he moved off her breasts, enjoying the feeling she had come to love then answered, ‘If you had asked me nearer the beginning today, I’d have said I couldn’t have done it. Mind you,’ she said, ‘If you’d told me at the beginning what I would be doing right now, I wouldn’t have believed it possible either.’

‘But now, feeling so relaxed with you and enjoying the many lovely feelings you’ve given me, I think I would feel happy, excited and very close to him, just as I do to you.’

As she spoke John had massaged down her stomach and reached her waist. During the last bit of massage on her bare skin his fingers had passed through the exposed strip of hairs. That had sent a most unusual but lovely sensation through her.

He took hold of the waistband with one hand and waited. It took Charlene a few moments to come back to earth from the previous sensation, especially as his hand now holding her panties was resting in the patch of hairs.

Taking the last step to total relaxation, she said clearly, ‘Ok.’

John waited a few moments then lifted the front up slowly. As more hairs came into view, he slid his other hand down over her hip then moved over nearer the middle so that as he drew his hand up his fingertips ran partly up her groin partly through her hairs.

Charlene cried out happily at the lovely feelings. Then John slid his hand across through her hairs and down over the other hip and thigh. Coming back up he again moved towards the middle up her groin and through her hairs.

Charlene was enjoying it so much he only had his fingertips left inside her panties before she said, ‘Nicer.’ John moved his hands to each side of the waistband and pulled them slowly down.

As they started to uncover more hairs, Charlene lifted her hips up. John slid them down to her feet and when she lowered herself back down, he slid them off over her feet.

He returned to her waist and massaged all of her abdomen. As his fingers moved through her hairs Charline had feelings so lovely that she could never have imagined them. She was making a continuous moan of ecstasy. She had an overwhelming urge to draw her knees up and apart but managed to resist it.

As John moved down her legs he told her, ‘Very well done, Now I’ll go from your feet to your head. Just relax and enjoy.’ He started massaging slowly up both legs. The higher he got the more excited Charlene felt.

Once he passed her knees, she couldn’t stop herself. She drew her knees up and moved her feet apart. Every previous occasion her legs had been forced apart. This was the first time she had done it voluntarily and it felt wonderful.

As John moved up the inside of her thighs, she knew he would be able to see the opening to her vagina and the thought did nothing but excite her more.

Always in this position previously, she had hated so much what she was having to do. But now she even began to wish that John was going to go inside her. She had a desire to know how it felt with someone who would be gentle and considerate of her.

As his hands reached the top of her thighs, he massaged the hairs between her legs and over her vagina. Then he massaged all over the rest of her hairs, up both groins and then on up the bare skin of all of her front.

When he reached her breasts, he massaged every inch making her cry out with delight. Then he stroked both nipples before moving on up over her shoulders, onto her head then putting his arms out.

As she sat up and they pulled each other close, she felt so happy. They hung onto each other for ages then John said, ‘It’s time now to sort things out.’ As they parted slightly, Charlene pulled him back and kissed him on his lips. John responded, then Charlene told him, ‘I love you nearly as much as I love Vernon.’

‘Thank you,’ John said, ‘I love you and Vernon too. I hope we will all love each other for ever.’ ‘When everything is sorted out,’ Charlene said, ‘Would you make love to me to show me how it should be. I don’t want a first time with Vernon to be spoilt by past demons.’

John kissed her. ‘I’m very proud that you feel able to ask me that,’ he said, ‘And I would really love to do it for you. But I’m going to refuse because I have a better idea. When you are ready for that, how about you let me teach you how it should be, using Vernon as part of the lesson. I’m sure he would agree, then I can guide you through your first union of love.’

‘That would be lovely and very special,’ Charlene said. ‘Yes please, I’ll look forward to it.’ ‘That is amazing progress,’ John told her. ‘Earlier today the idea of having sex, even with Vernon, seemed to you to be impossible. Now you are actually looking forward to your first time.’

Charlene kissed him again. ‘That is all down to you,’ she said. ‘Stay sitting up,’ he instructed as he stood up. He moved to the end of the settee and sat down. ‘Lie down with your head on my lap,’ he told her. ‘But lie down carefully. Thinking about making love to you has made my thingy swell up.’

Charlene lay down, carefully positioning her head. She felt his hardness against the side of her head and marvelled that instead of frightening her, it excited her.

She smiled up at him and asked, ‘May I touch it?’ ‘Yes, by all means.’ John told her. ‘But be aware your touch will probably make it jump about.’ She turned partly onto her side, so it was right in front of her eyes.

She reached up and touched it gently. As it jumped about in John’s trousers, she didn’t shy away but watched it happily. Then she took a firm hold to keep it still and kissed it through his trousers before lying back again.