It had started the night before. I had a terrible pain in my back -- my shoulder and hip were on fire, I could barely move. So when Julio called just before 6 pm, ready to come over, I told him the bad news: "Nothing is possible today. I feel really bad, mucho dolor. Sorry!"
"Ay, lo siento. You like I will make masaje for you?"
"A massage? Ummm -- well -- ok."
He came right over and took me in his arms. He was very tender, touching me softly, letting his hand reach down between my legs as he always does. I love it, my juice starts to ooze forth, it makes me hot no matter what, but I really did not think I could handle his usual intense lovemaking.
"Julio, te amo, but I am really not able to do it tonight. My body is hurting, I am not ready for you."
"You can be on you bed upstairs? I make masaje for you. You will be ok, I fix you problem."
I nodded, hoping he would soothe my aching muscles. He was behind me as I crawled up the stairs on all fours. I was so sore, I could barely stand! Still, he couldn't resist putting his palms on the cheeks of my ass and squeezing.
"Hey -- NO!"