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Alan lightly grabbed her foot and massaged her sole. It felt soothing. Every time he massaged her foot, Siana let out a sigh of contentment. Despite her initial reluctance, Siana found herself closing her eyes and enjoying the experience.

"Feels good?" asked Alan.

"Mm...yes," said Siana.

"Should I do the other one, too?" asked Alan.

Without waiting, Alan took her other foot in his hand and started massaging. It felt so good that Siana just let herself give in. She heard the splashing of water distantly. The scent of the fragrant oil relaxed her.

She realized belatedly that Alan's hands were moving up her calf under her dress while. Why is he massaging my calf? Siana wondered. His hand followed her calf down to her ankles again. She enjoyed the massage. Then his hand came up to her thighs. Siana expected it to go down to her ankle again but his hand crept higher and touched her in her private parts.

Siana opened her eyes. "Alan...," she said, "What are you doing?"

"I can't take it anymore," he said, hoarsely.

His hands were now on her shoulders gently pushing her down on the bed. Siana fell backward on the bed, surprised. Her long, light brown curls spread behind her on the bed and Alan crawled on top of her.

Her eyes travelled down instinctively, and she realized that Alan's member was bulging through his pants, making a huge bump. She couldn't believe it. He was turned on. When did this happen?

"Why all of a sudden..."

"It is not really that sudden, Sia," he whispered, "I have been like this for a while now." He smiled softly. "I tried very hard to hold it in but... I am practically going crazy because you keep moaning."

"What?!" exclaimed Siana. "When did I moan?"

"Just when I was massaging your feet," said Alan.

Siana blushed. "That wasn't a moan," she said, "I was sighing because it felt good." She had felt so content that sighs had escaped her lips. She was hardly moaning!

"Well," he said, "It worked on me. Now I am completely turned on." He kissed her and pulled her dress up from her ankles.

Her lower body was completely exposed. Siana realized what was going to happen. She grabbed his hand. "Alan!" she said, "We did it yesterday too. You mean, we are going to do it here, again?"

"Yesterday is long gone," said Alan, with a smirk.

"Alan," she said, "It is still bright outside!"

"So what?" he kissed her again. "It isn't compulsory to be done at night only."

"But..." protested Siana.

"You don't want to do it?" asked Alan and looked at her.

"I mean...ahh," Siana gasped as his hands stealthily crawled up to her chest and he pinched her mounds. His rough hands on her chest made her skin tingle. Her body was heating up. She felt flustered.

"Sia," he whispered, "I will stop if you don't want it. So, tell me honestly. Do you want to?"

Siana felt blood rushing to her cheeks. She bit her lower lips. The rascal, she thought, if you are going to get me excited, just do it all the way. Why get me excited and ask such a question? She was in a dilemma. It still hurt from last night so she didn't know what she should do. Maybe once, she resolved, just once is okay.

"Tell me, Sia," he whispered again, "Do you want it or not?"

"It is not that I don't want to," she said, "But not like last night..."