"You should probably take your bra off then. It's getting in the way. You can leave your shirt on."
Steffi pondered on this, and knew he was right. But right now he was sat on top of her and would need to help. Either that or...
"....OK, well let me take it off then." She started to shuffle trying to dislodge Carl from her back. But before she could, Carl popped her bra strap off.
"There done." Carl was proud of his quick thinking.
Steffi lay there for a while wondering if Carl had violated her trust. She slipped her bra off.
"Thanks Carl"
"Hey don't mention it"
He continued his massage of her back, running his thumbs up and down her shoulder blades. He could see she was feeling this as she groaned softly as he rubbed her back.
"Wow, that actually feels quite good Carl. Just don't get any ideas." Steffi half complimented.
"Hey, here I am rubbing your back and instead of thanks I get accused!" Carl said in mock hurt. He was really loving the feel of Steffi's back.
Carl gently moved his rubbing further down, to Steffi's lower back. Steffi had a soft spot here, and was beginning to get really relaxed. But her trousers were up a little too high. Carl didn't seem to be pushing his luck on this, either that or he was totally oblivious. |