Oil

I've crafted my playlist carefully and intentionally over the last year. I titled it "Relax", and it does. Each song has been purposefully selected and arranged in an order that will inspire a pleasant transition. It doesn't matter if people are talking or if it's complete silence or if "one thing leads to another". The songs will take you on a 3 hr 55 min journey on loop, no matter the situation. They are pleasant and different. I've had several people ask, "Hmm. I really like this. Who is it?" and of course they won't know. I've sent my playlists to several people. That being said:

The Bluetooth is on.

Warm oil drips down into the lower part of his back. That's where I always start. The perfectly carved muscle catches the liquid as my feminine hands glide the scent of coconut across his spine. There, in the dark with only the candles burning, he turns his head to the side and breathes a deep sigh. "I've never had another give me a massage before." He can't see it in the dark but a smile creeps across my face. I lean down and touch my cheek to his warm shoulder blade. Tonight is about him, not me. It's about slowing down and taking in the feeling of warm blankets. The soft smell of coconut oil and vanilla swirls around the notes drifting through the air. He turns over to look at my face, which is partially hidden by long hair. He sweeps my hair away from my face so he can see me better. His eyes travel up and down my body admiring my curves. An outsider looking in would assume we were in love. But we were not. We weren't even a couple. We weren't even real. We were both just a fantasy to each other. We preferred it this way. B living his life, me living mine. But for a few hours, we were spectacular. He'll think about this often years later, I have no doubt. I've planted a seed that will sprout inspiration in his next life. His hands were the best I've had, his rhythm unmatched. Thanks for letting me know you.

I have an alarm set for a cat nap. I want to curl up in his armpit and sleep for 30 mins. I want him to go to sleep while I quietly dress and slink out. I want to say goodbye to his dog as I pull the chew toy I brought from my purse. She'll chew quietly while he sleeps. I'll close the door quietly behind me.

He'll make a great husband for someone one day.