Offer To Rub Alice's Shoulders - Edited

“I can rub it for you if you like?” I said, pointing to where she was rubbing her neck as I set my camera down.

Alice shrugged. “I am not going to stop you.” I walked behind her and placed a hand on either shoulder, pressing my thumbs along either side of her spine, moving them in small circles while my fingers rubbed her traps on either side of her neck.

“Oh baby.” Alice closed her eyes and leaned her head forward.

“Not too hard, is it?” I asked.

“No. You’re pretty good at that actually,” Alice moaned under her breath.

“I have sisters. Nicky used to make me give her massages and Ginny gets me to do it from time to time when she gets sore from track or swimming. Ginny likes it a bit firmer to get deep in the tissue so let me know if I am to rough.” I actually liked giving massages, even if it was just to my sisters. I had even gone so far as to read a book on the subject, to be ready for a chance like this. If I were going to do something I wasn't going about it half-assed.

“Not at all. Remind me to thank them later. I might ask you for a back massage later. Carrying these things around can be a real pain,” Alice cupped her breast as she sat back giving me one hell of a peek down her top at her cleavage.

“I can imagine,” I smiled. I would be happy to do it any time.

“Just don't be surprised if I toss my head back all of a sudden and shudder in ecstasy,” Alice grinned as she looked at me in the mirror.

“You are so bad.”

“Says the guy who is probably totally perving on me and staring down my top,” Alice smiled.

“Sorry,” I shrugged sheepishly.

“Why? You don't think they look good?” Alice touched her breasts and gave them a bounce.
“I think you could find a way to make a burka look good.” Especially with those things. She’d be the one girl you could tell apart from the others.

“Totally! I love a challenge,” Alice giggled and reached back, running her fingers up though my hair. “You know, you should let me cut your hair for the wedding tomorrow.”

“Are you any good at it?” I gave her a look.

“Yes. I trim my hair all the time to get rid of split ends and such. Plus, I have done a few of my friends. I never done a guy’s before, but I wouldn't mind trying. I’d like to do something for you for a change. Or I can take you to meet my stylist. You would totally be his type,” Alice playfully licked her teeth as she smiled.

“I think I’ll pass.” While I didn't mind a gay guy cutting my hair, I wouldn't feel comfortable with one hitting on me.

“So you’ll let me cut it then?” Alice asked.

“Sure,” I nodded.

“Right after you finish making my toes curl.” Alice smiled and leaned her head to one side. “Right here please,” She pointed to a spot on her neck and I moved my hand up. “Ooh, that's the spot. Mmmmm...” After that I went downstairs as Alice gathered up her stuff. She wanted to do my hair in the kitchen, so the mess would be easy to sweep up. Alice came down with a comb, scissors, and trimmer. She grabbed a stool and pulled it out.

“Okay. Take your shirt off for me and show me that sexy body,” Alice said, smiling.

“Really?” I gave her a look,wondering if this had been the whole reason she had suggested it.

“You can keep it on if you like, but if hair gets down your collar don't complain later that it itches. The only aprons we have are kitchen ones,” Alice grinned.

“Fine,” I rolled my eyes and took off my shirt.

“Not bad. You actually have a little bit of muscle on you,” Alice teased, touching my chest playfully before she walked around behind me.

“Thanks. And the pants are staying on,” I smiled.

“For now,” she whispered in my ear. “Any request?” She ran her fingers through my hair.

“Just don't shave it all off. I don't have the ears to pull off anything too short,” I replied. I had pictures I hated from when I was a kid as proof.

“I won’t. Besides, I like being able to have something to run my fingers through. Though this will need to go.” Alice gave the hair on the back of my neck a little tug. It was getting a little long.

“Fine with me. I grew it out for winter anyways,” I shrugged. I was sure with the heat I would have made a trip to the barber shop soon enough, anyway.

“So, I figured out my question to get you back for last night,” Alice teased as she wet my hair with water from the sink.

“If it is whether or not I have done anything kinky while masturbating the answer is no,” I shook my head.

“Damn! But no, totally not my question. Though it does involve that,” Alice teased and began to snip at the hair on the back of my neck. “Maybe, if you answer honestly, I might tell you something else I’ve done. I think I know what will really get you fired up.”

“Let’s hear it,” I closed my eyes. She had had all night to think of it, so it had to be bad.

“Have you ever thought about me when you stroked it?”

“Alice!” I just about died inside.

“Thought that would do it,” Alice giggled.

“I can't answer that.”

“So that is a yes then,” Alice teased. “I figured as much. Was I at least any good in your fantasies?”

“Please don't,” I closed my eyes and shook my head.

“I don't mind if you did. Actually, it is a bit of a turn on for me.” Alice sat the scissors down and put her arms around me. “Really. I know I make you hard when I tease you, but I am not so much of a bitch that I want to leave you blue in the balls or anything, sweetie. I mean I don't want details about it but if you want to look at my pictures or something while you do it, I wouldn't judge you for it.” Alice kissed my cheek.

“Thanks.” I frowned.

“If anything, I think it’s hot,” Alice snipped her teeth and went back to cutting.

“The answer is yes,” I said closing my eyes.

“See was that so painful?” Alice giggled.

“Very,” I replied.

“Then I love that you were honest about it.” Alice gave me a kiss on the cheek as she came around the side and then carefully snipped around my ear. “So, I guess it is my turn. Give me something good to get me back. Make it dirty. I dare you!”

“Fine,” I said, thinking about it. I owed her for that one.