"No." I tell her. "Your aunt Cyn was more anxious to just jump into it. She wasn't interested in candles, soft music or massage oils. This is all for you." I say, my hands moving up her arms, kneading her lovely brown flesh. "Just lie back and close your eyes." I tell her, as the back of my hand brushes against the side of her breast.
"I'm kind of anxious too, Mike." Jasmine says, turning her head to look at me. "You saw my panties." She smiles.
"All in due time." I say, moving to the other side of the bed and starting on her other hand. Trust me, it'll be worth it."
"I trust you, Mike." She says, closing her eyes. "That feels nice." I massage all the way up her arm before moving to the foot of the bed to massage her feet. With her eyes closed, I can scrutinize her body without embarras
