Chapter 54

It wasn’t the first time I’d been rubbed down in oil to help with one of Cassidy’s photoshoots, but it was the first time I had two beautiful women doing it instead of just my fiancee. The thing was, it was only mildly erotic since both Cass and Becca were currently in ‘professional mode.’ Of course they teased me a little, and Cass gave my ass a pinch through my swim trunks, but overall it was mostly just two sets of soft, feminine hands quickly spreading the slick oil all over me.

Soon I was covered and glistening, and both women stepped back from their work to look me over with a critical eye. “He looks good,” Becca said. “If he was a professional I’d say he needed to dedicate more time to some crunches and situps to make his abs more prominent, but I think I actually like him better like this.”

“He’s yummy, right?” Cassidy said. “He doesn’t swim as much as when he was on the high school team, but it keeps him perfectly fit for me.”

“You two do remember that I’m right here, right?” I asked sarcastically.

“Sorry, Tiger,” Cassidy said, stepping forward and leaning in to kiss me while avoiding getting oil all over herself. “It’s just work mode kicking in.”

Cassidy went to fetch another towel so she could wet it and wipe the oil off her hands before picking up the cameras while Becca and I quickly talked through the first part of the massage. My fiancee was back quickly and we were ready to go with Becca lying face down on the fluffy white towel and me at her knees.

“Alright, Tiger,” Cassidy said, doing a few last-minute adjustments to the settings. “You do your thing, just try and leave space for me to catch what you’re doing, OK?”

“Alright,” I said. “Becca, tell me if anything gets uncomfortable.”

“Of course,” she nodded. “I know my boundaries.”

I started with her feet. It was funny, I hadn’t really considered individual parts of her body before, but out of everything it was Becca’s feet that were probably the ‘ugliest.’ Not that they were visually twisted or anything, she just had large calluses that were rough under my thumbs as I started to work the soles and sides.

Cassidy had already started clicking away as Becca away as I worked my thumb against one particularly firm part of Becca’s foot. “Sorry,” Becca muttered. “Years of soccer. I’d get them taken care of but I still play in a couple of beer leagues every week.”

“It’s not a problem at all,” I said. “It’s just a part of who you are.”

I could see her visibly relax at this, settling a little more loosely into the blanket, and I realized that this was one of her things. Every model had them. Well, every person had them, but it was more acute for people whose entire livelihood rested on their bodies. For Cass, she hated her calves and she wished her ass would get firmer despite me assuring her she had lovely legs and her butt was utterly cute already. For Becca, her feet were just one of those anxiety spots on her body.

So I spent a little extra time on them, just to make sure she knew I appreciated her. Once her feet, from between her toes to her ankles, were thoroughly rubbed down and oiled, I slowly began working my way up her legs. She was laying happily with her face sideways, cheek resting on her hands folded underneath her, as I worked up her calves to the back of her knees, then higher up onto her thighs.

As my thumbs started in on the back of her powerful, athletic thighs I felt her tense under my touch for a moment as she sucked in a breath, then relaxed as she let out a long, slow whimper of a moan.

“Everything alright?” I asked her quietly.

“God, yes,” she sighed. “Now I’m starting to believe the Leia story. Fuck.”

I kept working on her, and she spread her legs a little more and I noticed her surreptitiously tilting her hips a little. Becca didn’t have an ass like several of the other girls - not that she was flat back there, it was just more in line with her smooth curves and comparable to Cass rather than Cattie or Wanda. She was enjoying my work on her thighs so I stayed there a little extra as well, running my thumbs firmly across the smooth skin as she quivered and sucked in sharp breaths. My thumbs travelled all the way up to the little triangle gap under her mound, to the extra soft and sensitive area, just barely brushing against her mound through her white bikini bottom. I didn’t tell her, but I could see a little dark line starting to form over her pussy where she was getting excited.