Pull away, man!

It takes every ounce of your willpower, but you manage to keep you hands off her warm, soft skin. You hear what almost sounds like a sigh of disappointment as Melody realizes that you aren't returning. She slowly sinks back into the water, leaning against the back of the tub. The blush was slowly draining from her cheeks.

"Thanks, Jack." She says with a sigh. "That felt...nice."

You could sense the **** in her words and you can tell that she wanted more attention. She was enjoying the massage and you realize that stopping may have been an oafish thing to do; obviously being pampered and made to feel special was really helping to cheer her up.

Before you could stop them, the words were rushing out of your mouth. "If you would like, when you get out of the bath, I could give you a proper massage."

She blinks a few times before turning to look at you. "Seriously?"

"Uhhh...yeah. I'm serious."

"You know how to give a proper massage?"

"Hey!" You say almost indignantly. "You didn't seem to have a problem with my technique a few minutes ago!"

Melody bursts out laughing and you feel like a fool, although you're not sure why. When she finally stops and manages to catch her breath, she explains. "No, no. That's not what I meant, Jack. Although it is cute that you got all huffy about it." She smiles at you and her radiant grin is enough to forgive everything. "You were good, really. I just didn't know you could do a professional massage, that's all."

You blush from the misunderstanding and cough lightly. "Well, maybe not professional, but I've gotten positive feedback in the past."

Melody giggles at you, but her warm smile is inviting, not taunting. "Well, I just may have to put you to the test then, Jack."

"You won't be disappointed." You promise and stand up. "I'll go get ready." She looks at you, biting her lip as if to keep from giggling again and nods.

"I won't take too much longer." She promises. You grin and walk out of the bathroom. After closing the doors, you take a deep breath. Oh man, was that close. You almost completely lost control in there. And now you're about to give her a massage. It was bad enough you popped a stiffie while she was in the bath...

Suddenly your cheeks color and you look down. While not too prominent, your boner is still somewhat evident and you realize that you stood up right in front of her without thinking about it. Her eyes would have been right at crotch level. You groan. Is there any way she didn't notice? Probably not. Dammit! Is that why she had to bite her lip to keep from laughing? You feel like such a fucking idiot.

Regardless, you have to push your embrrassment away. You're going to be giving a massage soon and you need to get ready. Lessee...what would help her relax? Candles, soft music, **** maybe? Jeez...kinda sounds like the set for a bad 60s porno.

Suddenly, you hear the water start to drain from the tub. Shit! She's almost out already. Looks like you don't have time for a full set-up. Better just choose one aspect and run with it.