It is a beautiful sunny day. Unusually warm for this time of year, but there is a gentle breeze that makes the temperature just about perfect. You glide into bed, still glistening with the little sweat from the hard garden work we just completed. We were outside transferring our plants into the garden. Some of them directly into the ground, some of them into the raised vegetable beds that I built for you.

You are wearing a beautiful bright yellow dress, but adorned with little white and green flowers. You have been wearing it a lot lately. Whenever we do garden work, it seems to be your favorite outfit.

You close your eyes for just a moment, but wake up 2 hours later, fully refreshed. You were a little more tired than you anticipated and the nap just happened. Sometimes those are the best kind of naps.

You open your eyes to find me next to you, drawing little circles and stars with my finger on your dress.

" Were you watching me sleep again?" You ask, still groggy and halfway in your twilight.

" Only for a few minutes," I confess. " I just woke up myself. Can I get you something? Maybe a cold drink?"

"It's ok," you reply, which I know is your kind way of wanting something but not wanting to ask me for it.

"Come on. What do you want?"

"Well, I would actually love a massage," you almost whisper.

" Don't be shy. I love to give you massage. Roll over on your stomach."

You smile a big smile and roll over, smoothing out your dress a bit so it lays flat once you are comfortable.

" Why do you like me so much?", you ask, the words muffled because you are face down in a thick pillow.

" I can ask you the same thing," I say, getting up to grab the coconut scented massage oil from the nightstand.

" I think maybe the universe threw us together to make each other happy."

You make a small noise that lets me know you agree. I fill my left hand with oil and grab your left foot. I slowly use my fingers and thumbs to spread the oil all over your foot, still a little dirty from all of the work in the garden. You were wearing socks, but the dirt made its way through the thin fabric.

I spend a long time on your feet, moving from left to right and back again. We chat about all the work we completed today, and all the things we have to do tomorrow. It seems there is never enough time to get everything planted.

I move from your feet to your calves, from your calves to the back of your legs. I push your yellow dress up just to the bottom of your butt so I can work on all your legs at once.

You wiggle your butt a bit, partially trying to get as comfortable as possible on the bed, partially to give me a little thrill because you know I like your wiggly butt.

I move higher on your legs, sliding my fingers under your underwear and working on the bottom of your tush.

" Just take them off," you suggest.

I hook my fingers on either side of the waistband and begin to draw them down. You raise yourself up off the mattress just a bit to help me get them off.

I toss them into the corner and squirt a bit more oil in my hands. I pick up where I left off, on the top of your legs. You reach down, pulling the dress up farther so it doesn't come in contact with the oil.

I look up, admiring the faded little tan lines from last summer, looking forward to helping you get new tan lines as soon as the weather improves.

I spread the oil evenly over your bottom, using my thumbs to work the muscles.

"Mmmmm." I get the sense you were about to say something, but it just came out as a happy noise. My heart swells a bit, finding my own happiness in your happy noises.

I move up a bit, swinging my leg over and straddling your bottom. I start to work on your arms but the dress is in the way.

Without a word you start to wiggle out of the dress. I help to unzip the back and push it up towards your shoulders until we push it off over your head, bra and all.

More oil, and I work on your shoulders and neck, eventually working my way down your back. Eventually, I'm down around your hips, working them slowly.

"I'm wet," you murmur.

"Mhmm."

"That's your fault."

"Mhmm."

This is the basic idea and you now have a sense of my writing style. I am very collaborative, but I’m happy to tweak this to your liking. Its obviously a romance-based story, equal parts detail and smut. Slow burn? Cut to the chase? That’s up to you.

Kinks: Romance / praise / good vibes / mutual oral / edging / multiple orgasms for both parties / toys for you / mutual masturbation / breast play / nipple play / positive body exploration / kissing / dirty talk / building sexual self-esteem/ photography / video / and plenty more.

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