Extend An Invitation | Bedtime story

Inspired by our Invitation fragrance collection, find out what happens to our story’s heroine as she thought it might be a good idea to extend an invitation for a sexy massage to her colleague David.

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He’d gotten excited when I mentioned that I had some experience working at a spa downtown. I was never really a professional masseuse, mind you, but I definitely knew some tricks.

I’d been flirting with my coworker, David, for weeks, hoping he’d catch my drift and invite me out for a coffee. One afternoon the topic of our old jobs came up, and after I mentioned my time at the spa, our conversations became more intense, with him showing more interest. We’d end up text-flirting and talking about sex almost every time. Before I knew it, we were finally out for a drink.

Two dates had gone by, and now for the third, I invited him straight to my place so I could show off some of my skills. He mentioned being stressed out from work and needing to relax.

I’m usually shy and reserved, but David awakened something in me. Before he arrived, I ran myself a hot bath and mixed in my hot tub aromatherapy salts with the steaming water. Immediately the room filled up with the scent of a distant forest.

The salts had the soft aroma of wildflowers; the crisp and gentle tones of fruits filled my chest and made me feel calm and relaxed. Not only it felt amazing on my naked skin, but I could also feel it helping my blood flow, and restoring my energies. It smelled amazing, the aroma impregnated my skin, making me feel refreshed and light.

I was so dazed and distracted, that at first I was confused by the ringing of my own doorbell. Normally, I would have jumped back to my bedroom and gotten dressed, but we both knew what we were in for, and I felt… inspired. Putting on a bathrobe, I walked up to meet him.

David was surprised to see me in such a state, but I joked about it and invited him in. I had turned my bed into an improvised “massage table”. I invited him to undress, and when he started doing it shyly, I offered a helping hand, slowly undressing him, exposing an amazingly toned body. The broad back and strong arms of someone who devotes a considerable amount of time to his workouts.

But beyond how beautiful he looked, I noticed how tense he was. Jittery, and a bit anxious. Our work was stressful enough for most of the team, but he was one of our on-call managers, so the pressure was on 24/7. I couldn’t blame him, but I knew I could help him out.

Once he was completely nude, I lay him face down on my bed and removed my own robe. I asked him to rest his head on his hands, leaving me with empty space to work his torso, and so I straddled him. My knees to his sides, I sat comfortably on the small of his back.

I slowly poured the liquid on his skin, my dry body massage oil, and then I got to work, massaging his ample back, and his shoulders, and hearing the first few moans of pleasure coming from his lips.

We talked, and as I moved my hands across his back, I felt in his voice how his tension drifted away. He felt more… lively. The kind of energy that only a man who is ready for anything can radiate.

I went further, and I doused my own breasts and stomach with copious amounts of oil. Having done my work, I felt his skin was incredibly soft to the touch, moisturized, and glistening. So soft, in fact, that my fingers danced across the surface of his back, tracing patterns that made him sigh.

Once we were both soft, and silky, I lay on his back, letting him feel my shapes and my pressure over his own body. I began moving my hips against his, moaning slowly as my most intimate parts rubbed against his glistening skin. The sensation of slickness, of softness between our bodies, was intoxicating.

When I could no longer control myself, I told David to turn, and I repeated the process on his chest. I was still on top of him, but as he faced me, I could feel how hard he’d become, so as I continued to move my hips, teasing him, I reached for yet another bottle, this time, my favorite lube for sex.

I needed him inside me.

As I poured liquid from the bottle into his erection and using my hands I prepared him, he smiled, looking into my eyes. I also applied some of it to my vagina, and when he finally entered me, I exploded with pleasure. It was my first time using this personal lubricant, and I knew it wasn’t going to be the last. He was larger than anyone I’d ever been with, and the first thing I thought when I took his clothes off was ‘how am I going to fit all of that inside me?’.

Turns out, it was easier and more pleasurable than I could ever imagine.

After we were done, I returned to the bath, and once again mixed in my aromatherapy salts with the water, but this time he joined me, and we continued to have fun in the scented water, before returning to the bed to finish off the night.

He promised he wasn’t done with me just yet, and that we would pick things back up in the morning. As I lay in his arms, I let the softness of his skin, and the scent of the salts in his chest lull me to sleep.