One day at a time | Sarah Paulson

Chapter 32

Now she was on my back and I couldn't stop the moan that escaped my mouth. “Are you enjoying it?” she leaned forward and whispered in my ear. “Yes” I moaned. She put a little bit more oil on my back and put more pressure on it. I moaned even more and said “Sarah you're so talented. Please don't stop.” “Okay babe” she giggled. She concentrated a little more on my back and moved down, just above my Butt.

After ten minutes she tucked at my waistband and silently asked for permission. I lifted my upper body and she pulled my pants down and threw it away, just like my bra. It was easy cause I had leggings on. Sarah squeezed my butt and I giggled. “What is it with you and my ass?” Sarah giggled too, but didn't respond. She squeezed and massaged it a little bit and then lifted herself up a little.

That was my clue to turn around. I put my elbow above my chest, but Sarah shook her head. “No don't do that. You're beautiful, let me see you.” She took my arm and put it down. Sarah came closer to my face and whispered against my lips “You are so so beautiful.” I smiled and kissed her. “Get off of me” I said to her. She looked confused at me and I smiled “Do it.” She got up and sat next to me on the bed.

I stood up, put my shirt on again and demanded “Remove your shirt, pants and bra and lay on your stomach!” Sarah nodded and did as she was told. She blushed and laid down. I sat down on her and asked “Lotion or oil?” She didn't respond and I slapped her ass “Answer me!” She squeaked and pressed her legs together. “Lotion, please” Sarah said excited.

I took the bottle and read what scent it had. “Vanilla? Really?” I smirked and whispered against her ear. Sarah nodded and I could feel her excitement. I could tell that Sarah was aroused by the way I talked to her. I put some of the lotion on my hands and started with her shoulders and neck. The same time I massaged her neck, I kissed it and Sarah moaned.

I took my time and concentrated on all the spots where Sarah was really tense. “Babe you must be in a great pain” I told her worryingly. “What makes you think that?” Sarah pressed out. “Because your back is really hard. And I know how much your back must hurt you, when it's so hard.” I heard Sarah sob. “You're right, of course, you're always right. It hurts really bad and nothing helps.” Sarah cried and I turned her around, gently. “Why haven't you told me that you're in pain?” I asked and wiped her tears away.