Massage Night

It was Saturday night which meant it was 'massage night'. It was also Paul and Mary's anniversary night so it had to be extra special.
As ordered by Paul, Mary sat in the kitchen having a glass of champagne while he set the scene.
After a while Paul beckoned Mary to the bedroom. Mary smiled when she entered the bedroom. The lights were dimmed. Beautifully scented tea candles burned all around the bed and relaxing music played from the sound system. Mary disrobed and lay facedown on the bed. She was naked but for her thong. Paul watched her as she disrobed. He loved her big beautiful bottom, that she so dispised, and the side view of her breasts as she lay down.
Paul looked his beautiful, naked wife up and down sat down on the bed near her head. He stroked her hair and pulled it ever so slightly. She moaned her approval and he massaged her scalp with all fingers. She relaxed into the bed and revelled in the pleasure she was feeling. He then massaged her shoulders and shoulder blade area. He poured some massage oil on her spine and rubbed it in gently at first.
Paul loved massaging Mary. He was very good at massaging. Mary had told him that he could have been a professional but not to even think about doing it.He loved the power he had to make Mary feel really relaxed and happy and had even made her cry with happiness once or twice.
Mary loved Paul's massages. The way he knew exactly what she needed and when and where to massage. She loved being splayed on on the bed, almost naked and at his mercy. The way he could make her shiver and shake from pleasure at will.
Paul rubbed the sides of her back below Mary's armpits. He loved to stretch the skin slightly, moving her breasts as he did so. Mary's nipples rubbed against the sheets as he did. He brushed ever so slightly the sides of her breasts with his fingers. Enough for her to feel some pleasure but not enough so that she wanted him to do it more and more.
Her husband sat there in just his underpants and poured some more massage oil on Mary's back. The small of her back this time. He rubbed the area above her thong with both hands, rubbing both thumbs gently around her spine.
Mary wished he'd start rubbing her bottom. She wanted it so badly.'Please rub my bum' she thought to herself.
Paul knew how to drive Mary crazy. He went from her waist to her calfs. He massaged the muscles firmly kneading out the hard muscle. 'oh pleeeease, now my bum' Mary thought to herself.
Paul kneaded the muscles on the back of her thighs. They were tough muscles and he was firm massaging them. First the right, then the left moving up to her beautiful pale, big bottom.
He poured a spot of oil on each buttock. Some of the oil headed slowly for the crevice between her buttocks.
Paul drank in the view. He LOVED Mary's bottom and he loved touching it. He put a hand on each buttock and squeezed them gently before rubbing the oil all over them. He kneaded each buttock at the same time. At times spreading them apart and others pushing them close together.
Mary was loving every minute of this. The way Paul stretched her buttocks apart and kneaded them was creating fireworks of pleasure all throughout her body. The massaging of her bottom obviously had an effect on her fanny, she thought.
Paul caught the waist band of Mary's thong and pulled it down very slowly and off her. As he did she lifted her hips up slightly to help him. As she did her bum cheeks spread temporarily giving Paul a quick peek of the area between them. He spyed her cute little anus and beautiful fanny. He also found the beautiful tell-tale scent that Mary was aroused. Very aroused.
Paul massaged Mary's bottom a little more vigorously now. Kneading her buttocks. spreading them apart, stretching her anal area and fanny a little and pushing them tight together again. He loved opening up the view and closing it again.
Mary was in ecstacy
She moaned and groaned and orgasmed just from the massaging alone.
'Your turn now, Paulie boy' She smiled