skin on skin

So tonight Jerk Boy came round. He didn't bring fried chicken but it was great to have some company.

For some reason I started to give him a massage I don't even recall why now, oh yeah I do he was showing me something in a magazine he read and he was sat in front of me and it was the perfect massage position.

Everyone says I am great at massages. Have you ever seen that friends episode where monica massages chandler and chandler hates it. Well, people generally love mine.

I slowly started carressing Jerk Boys shoulders and running my hands up his back (his t-shirt on btw). He went quiet, this was a good sign I knew he was enjoy in it, I started to circle my thumbs around his shoulder blades "that's ooohhh so good" he'd say every now and again, I let the skin on fingers rub up and down the skin on his neck, I could feel myself getting hotter and hotter and hornier and hornier. I pulled away "hey why did you stop that was sooooo good" he asked "aahhhh my thumbs are aching" I lied in reply. My thumbs weren't aching but my loins were throbbing, and truth is I wanted to kiss his neck, letting my soft lips do their work, I wanted to feel a mans touch so badly that it didn't matter who the man was, why can something as simple as a massage make me want a man so bad - I'm not even into Jerk Boy.

This is just not good, it's been toooooooo long.