19
October fourth was Jim's birthday, and it was a big one this year since he was turning twenty-one. After a day of classes and calls from both his mother and brother, Jim was ready for the real celebration to begin. Caroline had told him the day before that she had something special planned. His curiosity was piqued when he discovered her waiting for him in the living room of his dorm suite, and she would not allow him to enter his bedroom because it would spoil the surprise. Caroline slipped back into his room, picked out an appropriate outfit for him for the night, and waited while he showered and changed.
First she took him out for dinner and then on to a bar for his first legal drinking experience. At just after ten, they returned to his dorm. Caroline made him wait outside the bedroom door as she slipped into his room. When he heard her bang some body parts into something really loudly and then curse, he broke into laughter. A few seconds later, she opened the door an inch, told him to come in, and then moved away from the door.
Jim tried to open the door, but it seemed to be blocked by some piece of furniture and would only open about eighteen inches. He peered into the dimly lit room and saw that a single, large candle provided the room’s only light; he could just make out Caroline sitting on his bed and grinning hesitantly. She said, "Sorry, I guess I should have measured before I, uh…"
"What are you up to?" he asked, chuckling as he struggled to see more of the candlelit room. He slipped through the opening, scraping his shoulder along the way before falling onto the bed. He closed the door and then steadied himself while letting his eyes fully adjust to the dimly lit room. Inside the room, she had created a mini feng shui massage experience with a massage table, a single large candle, and some kind of grass wall hanging. He took in the scene with his lips parted, and his heart melting. When Jim glanced back to her, his surprise was evident.
"Do you like it? I mean, it's not as nice as the one you put together for Victoria, but you know you don't have a lot of space in here, and I didn't win any money at a casino."
The room was so small that the massage table was pressed up against his dresser on one side and his bed on the other. There were only a few feet of floor space at the foot and head of the table.
"I love it."
Caroline looked at him and shook her head as she said, "I screwed this whole thing up. It doesn't fit—it's a disaster."
"No, no. I really do love it." He leaned over and gave her a kiss.
"Really?"
He nodded, but she frowned as she looked at the dresser. "There's a slight problem with the dresser. Now you can only open the top drawer. Oh, I think you can get into the bottom one if you crawl on the floor under the table."
Jim gave her a concerned look. "But my condoms are in that middle drawer."
"Oh, that's your other surprise."
He gave her a curious look as she returned a sexy smile. "At the beach I told you I wanted to go on the pill, remember?" He nodded, and she added, "Well, surprise."
Jim widened his eyes. "That might be my favorite gift."
They shared a chuckle and then he grinned as he stood on the mattress to take in the entire room. "There's enough room—kind of. I mean, you can stand by the door for this side, then by the window for the other side, or kneel on the bed over here. It fits perfectly."
"Yeah, right, but luckily it folds up for when you actually want to live in here. Why don't you get ready for your rub? You know—take it all off."
Caroline struggled to climb from the bed to the foot of the table as Jim began removing his clothing. She admired his firm body in the candlelight as he moved from the bed onto the sheet-covered table and put his head comfortably in the rest.
"Is this table heated?" he asked jokingly. She smacked him hard on the ass, and he said, "Just kidding."
Caroline dribbled a line of oil over his ass and legs and then began to work it in. He groaned as she firmly worked his glutes. "I know you had that no sex rule at your other massage room, but I was thinking maybe we should waive that here," she said.
"Oh, you do, do you?"
"Yes, in fact it's against the law to not have sex in the commonwealth of Pennsylvania after a massage. We're a much more liberal state than Florida." He turned to look at her, and she added, "I don't know what I'm saying. I must have had too much to drink at dinner."
He placed his head back down and exhaled deeply as she climbed onto the bed and then moved to the head of the table. She dribbled oil on his neck and then worked it in, as she said, "I found this special massage oil. It's oil, but it's also a personal lubricant. It can go anywhere—if you know what I mean."
He moved his head up to look at her, and then he asked, "Anywhere?"
"Well, it doesn't taste so good, but it can go in all the other places."
He raised his eyebrows and then slipped back down. She dribbled oil over his back, shoulders, and arms, and then worked it in for the next fifteen minutes.
"Okay, birthday boy, time to turn over."
Jim turned over on his back. His penis was completely flaccid; she looked at it and asked, "What? This isn't doing it for you?"
He looked down to his softy and replied, "No. I was hard before when you were doing my legs, but the upper body stuff was so relaxing that I, uh…"
Caroline removed her clothes while he stared at her. As soon as her breasts were uncovered, his penis began to respond. She glanced at it. "That's better." She dribbled the oil-lubricant all over his chest and began to work it in. She leaned over him to reach his stomach, and one of her breasts grazed his mouth. He moaned; when her breast brushed his mouth again, he captured it with his lips.
She lifted up and covered his groin with a generous amount of oil. She massaged some into her breasts, moved her hands lower between her legs next and then climbed on top of him. He ran his hands all over her slippery breasts and then as she slipped down on him, Jim cupped her ass. Caroline slid down further and a miniorgasm shot through her loins. She closed her eyes and groaned.
Jim moved his finger between her cheeks and found her ass. He gently pressed his lubed finger into her there.
She opened her eyes as she nodded and whispered, "Yes, touch me there."
He slipped his finger inside while she rode him harder and faster. Her intense facial expression as Jim pleasured her ass was way too much for him. He pictured his penis in place of his finger there, and it pushed him over the edge. He groaned and it was over. Caroline looked deep into his eyes as she held still. "I love you."
Jim replied, "I love you too."
She closed her eyes and began moving over him again. Jim lasted a lot longer during this session. When she finally climaxed, she slumped on to him. For three minutes they lay there recovering—panting and dripping with oil. Then she grimaced as she said, "I do love you, but if I don't get this disgusting smelly oil off of me I'm going to throw up."
"Do you want to take a shower?"
She grinned as her mind instantly wandered to the shower they enjoyed together at Victoria's.