Sharon/Brenda + massage
It was just a small knot between her shoulder blades, something she was sure a hot bath could get out, but Brenda had insisted that Sharon let her see if she could help.
Brenda's hands were slower than they needed to be as they unzipped her dress; Sharon shivered when she finally felt them against her skin, warm to the touch.
"How's that?" Brenda whispered close to Sharon's ear as she massaged at just the right spot, making Sharon's eyelids flutter and then fall shut.
"Amazing," she purred.
"And this?" she questioned as she slid her hands to Sharon's front, massaging the sides of her breasts; Sharon responded with a moan as she leaned back into Brenda's body, telling her to keep going.