I rang the doorbell and waited. The door opened and Prias and I shook hands and he invited me in. I was carrying a six pack of Samuel Adams Winter Lager.
We shot some pool and watched a little sports and polished off that packer. Then it was time for the gift of the foot massage.
It's been years since I've given one of these, and the pressure points are different in the female foot... but I think I did a good job of it. I also used a callus knife and shaved off the calluses.
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Afterwards, knowing that from a guy's perspective, getting a foot massage from another guy isn't considered a memorable gift... so I sent Prias another gift, one that I'm sure he'll enjoy.
Merry Christmas my friend.
Hiya's...
Knock, knock, knock... I rapped on Masaru's door. We exchanged greetings and I told him I'm was here for his Secret Santa Gift. Masaru invited me in and after some small talk and a sip of champagne I started my dance.
Dressed only a pair of panties, I swayed my body in front of him, watching his eyes as they followed my body. Dips, squats, spinning and bending for him.
Placing my legs on his shoulder... getting closer... feeling the tension building in the room as we began to touch. I turned around and he fondled my tush... his hand was warm and had that manly roughness to it.
I wanted more and climbed onto his lap, showing my bare breasts, caressing my own body. We discussed all the things the lap dance pose is missing. The ability for dancer to touch the watcher, for instance.
Things progressed from there as we too the dance to the next level. The magic sofa turned into a bed and we were all over each other. He he he ;D
Needless to say Marsaru found out that Pafe is not shy. Oh... and ladies... if you're looking for a hot room experience... look up Marsaru88!
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Who's ever idea this was, I want to thank you. It was a terrific idea, as we get to meet people that we may not normally have contact with, for what ever reason.
I would like to see something like this for Valentine's Day. *hint, hint*
Thanks for letting me share,
Pafe
My Secret Santa Named Mollie
We had made arrangements to meet at Mollie's apartment. I had a box of chocolates and a bottle of champagne in my hand when I rang the door bell.
Mollie buzzed me in and I was instantly transported into her room. It's a marvelous thing, this AChat transporter. Mollie and I have known each other for a while now, so we are familiar with each other.
The music was playing, and the room had the aroma of Chanel No. 5. A delightful and delicate perfume. Mollie suggested that we dance for a few minutes to get each other in the mood for the lap dance. She said she had a few move that I might not be aware of.
We danced for a while... she felt so warm in my arms, so fluid in her movements. Then she leaned in slightly and then she kissed me. A soft, lingering kiss while we moved to the music.
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Mollie decided to start her lap dance and I took my place on her sofa and watched with eagerness as she began to move to the music.
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Mollie moved and swayed to the music, the sexual tension began to build in the room. She continued to tease and tantalize and I stared, probably drooling... I can't remember what I was doing. All I know I was mesmerized. She shook her breasticles.
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The sexual tension was so thick it could have been cut with a knife. I made a comment about how good her lips had felt. She climbed on me so I could feel them again.
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She backed off of me... leaving me wanting more. More of her lips... more of her warmth... Then she moved in and kissed me for real.
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Mollie said there was another move to make... she said it's a natural flow from the lap dance. She pushed the button on the magic sofa and it turned into the bed. We knelt together and moved Mollie's lap dance to a different level. I nibbled her neck.
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She kissed me again.
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I noticed on the bed there were restraints. I mentioned them and Mollie said to use them... so I did.
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We spent a few hours perfecting new dances for us both. "The Bed Springs Rhumba", "The Ride the Wild Willie Waltz", and "The Mattress Mambo".
Thank you Mollie for a most enjoyable Secret Santa Gift.