"Okay," Tina said, feeling a little self-conscious now about being nude in a small room with Kevin. The music changed to rhythm and blues and the lights dimmed.

"I think you will be more comfortable now," he explained.

No, in fact, it had the opposite effect. Tina smiled weakly, thinking now how romantic music and dimmed lighting took on a whole new meaning.

Kevin adjusted the sheet, lowering it around her shoulders and tucking it just below her shoulder blades. She heard him move the little bottles around on the tray, and then she felt his hands on her shoulders.

"Just relax," he told her. "Close your eyes and enjoy the music."

Oh, that feels so good, Tina thought. Kevin had big hands and nimble fingers and after a few minutes, he had her so relaxed she didn't care about her state of nakedness beneath the sheet.

She felt a draft as he adjusted the sheet again, and then his fingers moved down her back. Kevin didn't say a word as he worked his way down her spine.

"Ooh," Tina said as he worked her lower lumbar area and her sides. His hands went down to her hips and his fingers gripped both sides and squeezed. His fingers were dangerously close to her behind, but he didn't lift the sheet. His fingers kneaded the side of each cheek near the hip to work out the stiffness.

"Your glutes are phenomenal," he replied.

This is so embarrassing, Tina thought as he gripped her hips again and pressed his fingers into them.

Kevin worked his way down the left leg to her feet and then continued on to her right side. Her body took on a new meaning of tense as he massaged her toes.

"You can turn over now," Kevin said, adjusting the sheet back up to her neck.

Tina rolled over and sat up and watched Kevin as he poured her a glass of iced tea. She tucked the sheet around her breasts and held it so it wouldn't slip. Kevin walked back over to the table and handed her the iced tea. She kept one hand on the sheet.

"I hope you like oolong."

"Never tried it," Tina said. She sipped the tea. "This is good."

"And it's good for you," Kevin told her like a doctor. He paused. "How do you feel so far?"

"Your hands are magical," she said, looking at him. He lifted a glass of tea and saluted her.

"Thank you. I hope I'm not massaging too roughly."

"No, you're doing an excellent job." She sipped the tea again, very aware that he was staring at her. "I didn't realize I was so tense."

"It's from sitting all day behind a computer," he told her. "I recommend that you get a massage at least once or twice a month."

"Most of the massage parlors are closed by the time I get off of work," Tina replied.

"Then I'll do it. I can fit you in whenever you need it."

"You know I was a little embarrassed at first to be naked under this sheet, but you're very professional."

Kevin put down his glass of iced tea. "You have nothing to be embarrassed about. You are a beautiful woman."

Tina sipped the tea, not out of thirst, but for the rush of heat in her loins.

"Why are you blushing?" Kevin asked. "I'm sure men have complimented you on your looks before."

"Not lately," Tina said. She took a big sip of the tea, suddenly aware that the rest of her body was responding to the conversation. She handed Kevin the glass and lay back on the table.

"May I?" he asked.

"Yes."

Kevin adjusted the sheet to the top of her breasts, pausing slightly and then smiling.

Tina blushed, sure that he got a glimpse of her erect nipples even though the sheet covered them. "Your cologne is nice," she told him to change the subject.

Kevin began massaging her clavicle.

"Thanks, it's a special blend I've created."

He didn't have to brag. The man was a genius. "You should market it."

"I'm way ahead of you," Kevin said, working down her arms. His hands dipped under the sheet, rubbing her sternum. "That's one of the reasons I'm going to San Francisco. I have a meeting with a cosmetic company."

Tina's nipples hardened and budded as he neared them. He brought the sheet down to her waist, exposing her breasts and working the sides of her rib cage.

"You have beautiful breasts," he said, still massaging.

"Thank you," Tina said, in full blush.

No more conversation. Kevin just continued down to her hips, moving the sheet up to cover her breasts and working his way down her legs. She didn't know her knees were so sensitive. Hell, she didn't know why her entire body felt like it was in tune with his fingers.

Kevin massaged her left leg and then moved over to the right. Finally, he made it down to her feet, taking care of each little toe and stroking the soft padding beneath her feet. "You don't have any corns or calluses," he said.