Title: Pandora's Box – Fantasy Massage's
Chapter 1 – At Ease Soldier
Summary: Mac and Stella take turns putting Lady Stella's private massage fantasy room to good use. SMACKED smutty/smexy/romance!
Disclaimer: gosh you know by now write? Lol I only want to own Mac, but then you know I'd never give him back :D (yeah I don't share well) hehe
A/N: Okay so yes writing that recent v-day OS did help get Alice back in the M game and while we will get back to ABC's I did promise you all some smexy theme massages and hope you like these. And yes each will be a standalone one shot with the massage parlor as the binding theme. And hope this isn't too soon after 'Beauty's update for you all to catch up and read.
One month after our honeymoon was over and Stella and I had settled into a married routine, I was amazed. In reality, it was anything but routine. Stella always made me realize that even with the simplest word, life can take on such vibrancy and I have her to thank for it.
Sure our work is demanding but having her as my partner on a daily basis is something of a god-send. I still take a few chances but not as many as in the past when I didn't have my beautiful wife to come home to. But she reminds me every day, mostly without words that that life is worth living for and I better show up or else.
We had visited the special room at Lady Stella's only once since the return from our honeymoon, our schedules just too demanding with us sometimes on call, or taking turns and not seeing each other until early morning hours and then it was just time for sleep.
Tonight was going to be different and I must admit that I am almost, somewhat nervous. Stella and I had set aside Friday nights as our date night, time when we could just unplug the phone, turn off the TV and just try to recharge and enjoy some real intimate time together. Sinclair had dictated our past two Friday's but Stella and I made sure that tonight we'd be free.
As I head into her office I stop and frown when I see the lights are off and her coat is gone and now I'm confused. We had planned to meet and then leave together, heading to a nice restaurant where I thought we had reservations.
"Stella?" I call out softly as I turn and head back into the hallway. But just before I go in search of my elusive wife, my phone buzzes to life and I am quick to snatch the buzzing device and read the message.
'Mac meet me at Lady Ling's, I had to help the girls with something. Love Stella.'
I will never begrudge Stella her former place of employment or wanting to help them despite the fact that she doesn't have as an active a role as she did when she was Lady Stella in charge of Lady Stella's. She has worked hard to build that reputation and in all honestly I personally have benefited from the many things that Lady Stella has to offer; all exclusively to me of course.
'Oh and don't be late.' She buzzes me again and I have to offer a small chuckle. I head into my office grab my coat and am hurrying out the door and into traffic before anyone can stop me. I think she had taken the other Avalanche so am just as content to let someone else drive as my mind is now distracted in wondering what she's doing.
We had set up a small private massage room in the spare room in our apartment and she had taught me by means of a small TV and instructional DVD that she picked out, how to massage her properly; adding a bit of sensual pleasure and of course functional healing to every stroke I put on her body.
However, in the past few weeks we never really had much time for more than a few half hour sessions here and there before we were called away, I was hoping tonight would be different.
I arrive at Lady Ling's to find it mostly dark and quiet and I am wondering if Stella is still here since I don't see the Avalanche on the front street. But just before I go in search another text changes my mind.
'Lock the door after you enter.'
"Okay," I mutter to myself as I head for the front door, my eyes still nervously looking around. I wonder if I'll ever be able to break this small bit of paranoia I still carry? I lock the door and shed my coat and then go in search of my wife.
"Stella?"
"Down here Mac," she calls. "There is a note on the chair for you," she tells me from behind a closed door as I near her own personal massage room.
"Can I come in?" I lightly knock.
"You can when you have followed my instructions," she answers firmly. Her strong sexual prowess always forces a smile to my lips and I can't really blame my body for instantly turning, seeking out the velvet padded chair and opening the folded card.
'Put this on.'
I look at the small gift bag and then open it and just let out a small smirk. It was a pair of army green boxers and I can only imagine what she has in store. But I am game and head for the private dressing room, my heart now racing with heated anticipation.
I hang up my suit and shed my underclothes, shoes and then leave all my personal items in a small basket and lock the door and then go in search of my wife.
I near Lady Stella's room and slowly push the door open and then stop and stare in shock. Once again she's done it – she's amazed me. She's created my personal fantasy right down to the small details. A few weeks after we had first met, she had asked me about a personal massage fantasy. But I honestly never thought she'd want to do it.
"Close the door," she demands in a firm tone and I can hardly comply fast enough.
"At ease soldier," Stella greets me with a wide smile.
She is…hot? Is that even a word that I could use to describe her? From the bottom up her feet are clad in army green stiletto boots, complete with the lacings and zipper, elongating her perfect legs. She has on a pair of tight camouflage patterned boy shorts and a matching vest that is open but only exposing enough cleavage to make my mouth water. Make? I think I have been drooling the moment I entered. Her outfit is complete with a military hat. She's perfect and my instant hard on is telling her that I am more than excited but all this.
"I um…almost don't know what to say," I tell her in truth as I enter. The room is dimly lit; an earthy smell envelops us and she has outfitted her bed with an army green cover.
"Do you like it?"
"More than I can probably express."
"Hmm for that answer I should make you drop and give me ten," she winks and my desire for her skyrockets. Having her in charge like this is a turn on I can hardly define. Can I take her right now?
"If that is what you want."
"Mac I was kidding," she assures me with a small smile.
"I don't mind showing off for my wife. But if I start to huff and puff at nine you better not hold it against me," I smirk.
"Trust me Mac the opportunity to see you drop and give me ten wearing only that?" She arches her brows and so do I, each of us staring down the other with daring expressions.
"Do it soldier," she tells me with a smile.
I drop to the floor and start into my pushups, my heart racing and my body working itself into a small sweat, which is I'm sure what she wants. I can feel her eyes examining my body as I do my small workout and hear her utter a sigh and my heart races. The fact that she's turned on by this is turning me on all the more. I stop and then slowly stand back up, my face flushed and heart racing faster.
"Anything else?" I lightly dare.
"Hmmm," she mentions with a frown.
"What is it?" I ask with some uncertainty.
"Well now that you have gone and worked yourself into a tempting sweat, I am wondering if the massage should wait," she giggles as she leans in closer. "Damn it Mac, and mixed with your faint cologne is just making me want you all the more."
"And that is a bad thing?" I counter and she gives me a small spank on the ass. My core enflames and my erection grows even harder the longer my eyes take in the tempting feast before me. I want her right now. I don't think I can wait.
"You know next time I am going to blindfold you first," Stella just shakes her head as she leans in closer, her fingers dipping down to the head of my stiff member. "Big Mac is very impatient I see," she whispers as her lips hover before mine.
"It's really your fault for being so…tempting," I lightly stammer as her tempting body presses up against me; her fingers now painfully stroking me. "Maybe next time…I uh…" I stop as my eyes drop and rest on her tempting cleavage, my eyes picking up the pert nipples underneath the satiny fabric.
My hand slowly slides up her soft thigh, pausing on her hip and then moving toward her most sensitive area and watching with delight as she slowly sucks in her breath and closes her eyes as my fingers linger.
"Mac," she whispers as my fingers move upward, teasing her bare belly and then coming to rest under her vest, cupping her breast as my other arm wraps around her waist and keeps her body trapped against mine.
"This is amazing," I whisper as he arms warp around me.
"Massage hasn't started yet Mac," she reminds me.
"This is still amazing, my fantasy come true," I state as I lean in closer, quickly capturing her plump lips in my mouth, teasing the hot inner folds of her mouth with the tip of my tongue and forcing her body to slightly shudder in mine.
"My fantasy too," she utters breathlessly a few minutes later. "Now get on that table soldier," Stella tries to tell me. However, with my body enflamed and my erection solid, it's not going to happen at least not without pain and there is no way I'd just be able to lay on my back and look up at her and not take her. Oh I am weak.
"Stella I can't…"
"On the table…"
"Only if you come with me," I utter in a low tone as I move myself toward the massage bed, my fingers already starting to work at the tight satin boy shorts that are keeping me from my much needed sexual union. "I need you…"
"Mac…" is all Stella manages before my lips capture hers once more. I hear her utter a small sigh and I know she has finally given in. I feel her fingers on the waistband of my dark green boxers and my fingers are working hers down so that by the time I pick up her frame and place her onto the small table, my member is free and she is wet and ready.
"Now….oh Macccc," Stella gasps as I finally make penetration, pushing down into her and forcing her body to buckle upward. She still has her boots and vest on, her hat had long since fallen off and golden curls were dancing around our moving shoulders.
"You smell…so…good," I pant as I partially pull out and then thrust back in, my arms flexing as I support my weight hovering over her perfect body. Her nails gently scrape my back before one hand rests on the back of my head and tugs some damp strands, pulling my head backward just as I thrust back into her.
I her hear utter another gasp as I push us back downward onto the table. My hands rest by her breasts, my fingers teasing flesh and fabric, heat building and sweat now starting to dance around open areas of bare skin.
"Ahhh…Mac…" Stella moans as she pulls my head back to hers and hungrily devours my lips as I thrust back down into her. "Mac!" She utters with another pant, her body arching upward and her head lolling back past her shoulders. As my lips continue to devour hers, I notice her skin starting to glisten with a fine film of sweat and then shiver bumps and my mind takes delight in the knowledge that I am responsible for her pleasure.
"Stella…"I groan as my body slowly pulls back out, only to have her moist area grip my member and it's my turn to offer a satisfied gasp at her actions.
"Cum to me Mac…now," Stella begs as her legs wrap around mine even tighter and my lips emit a soft gasp as I push back down with added momentum, sweat slowly trickling down my heated spine.
"Not…yet…" I manage with a small pant as we move back upward as one, my left arm gripping around her back and my right arm still supporting our weight as I push us back down.
"Mac…"
"Now Stella!"
"Yes Mac…now oh god…yes," Stella utters.
"Stella!" I offer one last heated gasp as my body pumps warm seed into my wife's overheated body and we are finally still on the small massage bed. I slump down onto her frame for a few minutes before I push myself back up onto my elbows and look down.
"That was the best drill warm-up ever," I tell her with a smile as I tuck a damp curl behind her ear and she looks up at me with a loving smile.
"Only the best for my handsome soldier," Stella says with a warm tone as her fingers brush my very flushed face. "But I am still giving you a massage."
"Stella…" I start only to have her press her thumb against my lips.
"I want to Mac. I know it gives you pleasure."
"You give me all the pleasure I need," I confess in truth as I lean in and nip her lips once more, sucking on her bottom lip and smiling when she closes her eyes in delight.
"No argument soldier," Stella teases with an arched brow.
"Yes ma'am," I utter with a small chuckle. I continue to linger on top of Stella's amazing body for a while longer until I am able to pull myself out of her and lie on my back while my member deflates and she pulls her shorts back on. "Hmmm so I am naked and you`re half dressed."
"What do you have to hide that I haven't already made use of?" She winks and my face warms further. "Just relax Mac and let me do this."
"Okay," I nod as my eyes look down at her army coloured boots.
"Like these?"
"Very much, when did you get them?"
"I had them delivered to the lab so that you wouldn't see them at home," she tells me as she warms her hands a bit more and then rubs on some earthy oil and starts to massage my chest.
She looks down with a loving gaze and my heart swells. No woman has ever made me feel this special or amazing. Stella's fingers work her magic on my chest and move lower, my mind always delighting in the feeling of her delicate fingers on my skin. It's amazing to know that I see those fingers handle a weapon and process evidence with skill but to be able to make me feel like this is something I'll never be able to fully appreciate.
"Magic…your hands are pure magic," I praise my beautiful wife and she looks down with a tender smile.
"Only for you my love."
"I'll have to read one of those books for when it's my turn."
"Mac you have been doing very well…"
"I am always just afraid to hurt you," I confess with a small frown.
"Turn over, it's safe," she looks down at my groin which has returned to normal and my lips just reward her words with a small smirk. I am quick to comply and soon feel her bend in closer, her golden curls tickling my sensitive skin; her lips hovering around my ear.
"I love you Mac and you could never hurt me," she whispers, leaving my ear with a soft kiss. She blows on the sensitive skin around my tender lobe and my skin rewards her once again by displaying shiver bumps.
"This has been an amazing night Stella," I tell her in truth as I settle in for the next part of my massage.
"Night is far from over Mac," Stella informs me. "Little Stella wants to play with big Mac a bit later," she giggles and I have to offer a chuckle in return.
"Another fantasy come true," my voice half whispers as I flip onto my side and look up.
"Mac…" Stella starts only have me pull her into my embrace once more.
"You are my fantasy," I firmly taste her lips and then pull back with a loving smile. I ease onto my stomach as I let myself succumb to Stella's pleasurable touches once again; my mind now racing with thoughts as to how I can make her fantasy come true. I know she mentioned to me what she'd like but…
"What are you thinking about Mac?"
"You," I answer in truth. I raise my eyes upward and let them rest on an object that my mind races to find an idea with.
I got it…my lips curl upward as the night progresses. I just hope Stella likes my massage surprise and I am hoping that I can make her fantasy come true.
THE END!
A/N: Well did you all like it? Did it make you smile? Please review and let me know what you thought and you'll get Stella's next. Thanks again SMACKIES and have a SMexy weekend :D