She poked them in a little more with her finger, making sure they were completely inside my mouth, then pressed my face into her pillow. “Let mepphh!” was all I got out before her sweaty socks found their way into my mouth. I felt her move around on my back, then she held her balled-up neon yellow socks in front of my face. “I think it’s time to shut up” Karol said. “untie me BITCH!” I shouted, struggling in vein against the rope Karol just snickered and ignored me while finishing off the knot around my wrists – keeping them securely together and immobile. When I felt rope being looped around my wrists I started yelling, I began to pull back, but she already had them pinned to my lower back. Suddenly, I felt her grip intensify and she grabbed both of my forearms and brought them behind my back. She eventually worked her way up to my shoulders, then to my triceps. She then got on the bed, sat on my butt and began rubbing my back – which actually felt really good. “Now just relax” she said as she kicked-off her shoes next to the bed. I heard Karol walk in and walk over to me and set a pile of stuff at the foot of the bed. The whole thing felt kinda awkward, I almost felt like she was trying to make a move on me… and she was, just not the one I assumed.ġ0 minutes later I found myself ¾ asleep, thoroughly relaxed by the soft music, scents, and my overall fatigue. She told me she had relaxing music playing and scent-melts going in her room she told me to lay on the bed and relax and she’d be right up. She said she just had about 10 minutes of weights & stretching left to do, then she’d be ready. When I knocked on the door, Karol greeted me in spandex workout attire (she was looking good). I arrived the next day my brother worked until midnight, and her parents weren’t home, either. She told me to meet at her parent’s house tomorrow at 3pm. And that was true – I did enjoy a good massage. They still can get nails filed, eyebrows tweezed, and everyone loves a good massage”. Long-story short, she and I had a small falling-out one day so imagine my surprise a few days later when she said we were “good” and offered to give me a makeover to show there were no hurt feelings.īeing a guy, I asked the obvious question: “what would I need a makeover for?”. She is also a make-up fanatic & workout fanatic. My brother’s girlfriend, Karol, is a cute girl – about 5’9, early twenties, black hair, brown eyes, very tan and very in-shape.
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