Leo's hands roamed over my skin. "Your skin is really amazing. It's so smooth and delicate. And you have a great figure, so full and alluring."

His compliments made me a little shy. "Really? I was thinking about losing some weight."

He smiled. "You don't need to lose weight. You're perfect just the way you are. So many women try to be skinny, but I actually hate those bony figures. They just feel sharp to the touch."

As he spoke, his hands moved toward my chest.

A shy expression appeared on my face, my eyelashes fluttering.

I heard him ask with a smile, "Have you been lacking in your love life recently?"

I got a little flustered. "Why would you say that?"

He said calmly, "Because your skin lacks a certain glow. It's obviously from a lack of intimacy. And your breasts are a bit tense. You get angry and hold it in sometimes, don't you?"

I was stunned. "I can't believe you can tell all that."

He massaged me while he spoke. "Well, today is your lucky day. I'll give you a full-body massage to get you sorted out. Women need to take care of themselves, or they age quickly."

I nodded. "Okay, I'll leave it to you then. You're the expert here."

His hands directly cupped my breasts, then began to knead them in circles.

My breathing became a little ragged, and I let out a soft moan through my nose.

As he massaged me, he said, "Your breasts are so congested. This can easily lead to nodules."

I panicked. "I-I get a check-up every year. It's not serious, is it?"

His face was serious. "I need to focus on clearing this for you."

But his movements below grew more forceful, constantly stimulating me.

My face flushed red, and I bit my lip, trying my best to hold back any strange noises.

He finally let go of my breasts and moved his hands to my thighs.

"You're so tall. You must be over five-foot-seven, right? Your legs are so long and straight. They're beautiful."

His hands kneaded my legs, and I blushed and nodded.

He carefully massaged both of my legs, working his way up to my inner thighs.

He spread my long, beautiful legs apart, exposing my lower body.

The paper underwear was already soaked with oil, turning it completely transparent.

This position clearly made me uneasy. I instinctively tried to close my legs, but he stopped me.

"Next, I'm going to give you some special treatment. Don't move."

I asked in a low voice, "What kind of treatment?"

His hand circled the top of my inner thigh. "A massage for your private areas, of course. This is the main event of an oil massage. Just relax and enjoy it."

It had been so long since I'd had any intimacy with my husband, and Leo's touch was making me lose control.

I was already a person who craved physical contact, and his teasing was almost unbearable.

I couldn't help it. I slowly spread my legs…

His hands kneaded the core of my being, and the massage oil on my body gradually seeped into my skin.

My body grew hotter and hotter. My breathing became heavy, and I let out sticky moans from time to time.

As time went on, the walls of my reason began to crumble.

My resistance became faint, a playful game of push and pull.

"I… I feel so strange…"

He chuckled. "This is a normal reaction during the treatment. You don't need to be shy."

My whole body was trembling, and my moans became more and more seductive.

"It… it feels so good…"

I cried out with desire, my body arching with his movements.

I instinctively pressed his head down, arching my hips to meet his lips and tongue.

He nibbled on my ear and whispered to me, "Do you want it, ma'am?"

My shy eyes met his. My face was completely red as I let out a tiny whimper. "You're so bad."

He smirked and licked his lips. "How bad?"

I stopped talking and wrapped my arms around his neck, whispering softly.

"Give it to me, please… I'm begging you…"