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\n\t\t\t\t\t6liza6Dancer (c) myself
Renamon (c) Toei animation
And here's the story!
As Rena pulled into the driveway from work, her blue Saturn coming to a stop as she turned it off and took the key out of the ignition, she notices her new playmates truck right beside her vehicle. His lime green BMW looked almost like a lime, had it been shaped just a little different. She smiles, thinking of all sorts of night time ideas to do with her friend while she opens the door and steps out. Turning around while closing the door behind her, Rena touches a few buttons on the keypad to activate the alarm before turning around again to head up the slate stone walkway into his house. Dressed in a red tube top style dress and red sandals she carefully makes her way over the rising flat rocks to the front porch and knocks on the door to let Dancer know she had arrived.
Dancer, who was sitting on the love seat watching a news documentary, had heard the knock and knew it was his playdate for the night. Although he was wearing his dress slacks and white button up T-shirt, he knew he wouldn't be wearing them for too long if things went his way. He stood up and walked over to the door, peering through the peep hole. He paused for a few moments after verifying who it was, dazzled by Rena's dress and figure. Although he had seen her a couple times before this time, she just seemed... Different somehow. Snapping out of his daze he unlocks the dead bolt and opens the door to the sunny day outside.
"Greetings there Rena." Dancer spoke to her as if he was really meeting her for the first time. "Come in, come in." He says as he opens the door even wider and takes a step to the same side to allow her entry. He watches her take a step in before hearing: "Hello there Dancer, it's a mighty bright day outside." Her voice sounds soft, almost angelic. Trying to get his mind to settle down as the wind blows a gentle cross winds into the house, bringing her scent around with it to his nose, he has a hard time not wanting to tackle her right then and there. Luckily Dancer has more self-control than that and just closes the door behind her.
"So what shall we start off with?" Rena turns around and asks. "The standard massage or shall we just get right down to business?" Rena pulls out a couple of small vials from her purse and places them in her palm pad thinking to herself which one she'd rather do herself. Dancer walked over to her and looks over her shoulders at the containers while placing one muscular paw on her shoulder before calmly saying "Why not a bit of pleasure before the business? I'm sure you've been working hard so why not let me go first?". Rena, slightly shocked at his offer to go first, turns her head to him and smiles. "If you want, just be gentle." Dancer smiles then takes the white jasmine gentle from her paw and motions for her to sit down in the love seat. She walked over and sat down in the leather chair, noticing it's fishnet weave back rest and brass beading.
Dancer takes afew steps over towards her and gently takes off her sandals, being careful of her trimmed nails. He kneels down at her feet and uses his thumb to pop open the top of the bottle then squeezes out a little puddle into his paws. Putting the bottle down beside the chair along with the other bottles that were in Rena's paw he starts to gently massage the cream into her fur and flesh. Initially he just brushes his paws over her ankle and foot to spread it around before going in for the real effort. He rubs his thumb digits around her pads in small circular motions while holding on to the top part of her foot with his other four. Rena flexes out her toes as much as they will go as she feels his fingers working their magic, which induces her to smile as she looks down at him. "That feels rather good." she says as Dancer puts more cream onto his paws and starts working up the other foot. He looks up and smiles back at her commenting that her pads are easy to work with. Dancer takes a quick whiff of the jasmine as he gets the second bottle and starts working up her legs to her knees, kneading her muscles like a baker kneads dough.
He stops at her knees, not trying to be rude and go up higher and posibly violate her, trying to restrain himself. Not only that, but her dress bottom is right in his path and he would rather not get that messy if he could help it. Standing up and looking at her, he notices her eyes are still locked on his face. Althought his was a quick massage he didn't want to overdue it on the first time.
Unfortunately for him, she had other plans.
"Let's come over here to the glass doors. These oils and creams have a much better effect with lots of sunlight." She stands up from the chair and walks over to the double doors and motions for him to come over as well. Dancer gets up and walks over to where she is standing, just to the outside of the light that was coming in. "You'll need to take off your clothes in order for me to give you a perfect massage." Dancer stipped and folded up his clothes, setting them on the nearby bar so they wouldn't get dirty from the floor before asking if he should get on his back or stomach. Her quick response let him know his back is best as she walked over to where she put her purse down and brought the whole thing back. She rummages around for her special cream canister. She pulls it out and opens the lid on the unlabeled container, taking out a rather large pawful and massaging it into even clumps between her paws before bringing her paws to contact his ankles. "Just relax, this will be a full body massage that may leave you breathless. Following the same initial procedure that Dancer did when he was working on her legs and ankles she rubs gently around his paws, ankles, and shins, making sure they were well lubricated and relaxed so he couldn't get up and run off very easily. She massages with some rough motions, not to try to hurt him, but because he was male and his scales were hard she needed to be.
Dancer starts to rest his head back and closes his eyes as he felt his tenseness being worked away. Rena notices he is becomming more and more relaxed and whispers softly to him "I have one more surprise for you, don't move though." Nodding, dancer stays as still as he can. Rena smiles and stands up, picking up and drying off her paws on the little hand towel she had in her purse. She crosses her arms and grabs the base of her dress and with a quick motion pulls it up and over her head. Surprisingly she wasn't wearing anything else underneath. She places her dress on top of his clothes and kneels back down, grabbing another pawful of the special cream again and rubbing it on her paws before whispering "here comes the second part of your massage." She scoots up and straddles his knees while she massages up his thighs, around his waist then finally circling back around to his exposed manhood which was already half erect from her earlier touches