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Her gloved hands are so cold. They're large for a woman but still so delicate. She traces each scar on my body with precision.
"Andrew, my dear... You're so beautiful..." her breath passes by my ear, causing me to shudder. She holds my hand with her own, the other falls onto my bare chest, it seems to cool down the heat going through my body.
"A-Aesop!! Too close! Too close!" My head is spinning... It's hard to make out her expression.
"Ah- I'm sorry.. It's my first time, I'm just trying to set the mood..."
Flustered, she lets go of my hand and covers her mouth.
"W-Well can I.. try... I wanna uh.. I want to look at your body too! You're very pretty! The prettiest lady I've ever met!" I blurt out without thinking.. how embarrassing...
We sit there awkwardly for a few moments. Aesop begins to chuckle, and I tense up.. Did I ruin it...?
"Well I.. wouldn't mind that... Should I move..I wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable again," She looks to the side nervously, and her hair flutters, I feel the heat rising up in my chest again...
"No you don't have to! We can stay like this! I like being close to you.. I was just a bit overwhelmed.. " I take her hand gently and and she looks down at her palm.
"Would you like to take them off?" She asks, tilting her head.
"Really! I can..?"
Aesop glances at my face, eagerly waiting for me to make the first move. With shaky hands, I carefully remove the glove from her hand, as if it's some sort of andient treasure that will break if I put to much force on it.
Come to think of it, I've never actually seen Aesop's bare hands, or any of her body other than her head for that matter. She's always wearing a tight embalming uniform that kind of accentuates her body- Ah, I seem like a creep saying this kind of stuff about her...
As the tip of the glove slips off her fingers, I can tell Aesop has become noticeably more flustered. It seems like a lot of build up for just taking off one glove...
Her pale hand is slender and covered with chemical burns, the tips of her fingers are coloured a light red. Holding it, I notice that it's even colder than with the glove on. Comparing our hands, hers are almost as big as mine, but Aesops are a lot more clean, her nails are neatly trimmed and maintained. Repeating the process, I remove the glove on her other hand.
"Your hands are very pretty..." It is true!
I can tell she works very hard on her appearance...
After a little while of holding them, I cannot feel Aesop's hands start warm up. This is a good thing, right?
"Could I take off .. uhm... your shirt... now.." I really am a weirdo!! I feel so terrible asking her..
"Yes please.."
She said please...! The tips of my ears turn red. She entrusts me with such an important job!
"Knowing you though, you're probably going to struggle with it." Aesop laughs to herself, and then a wave of embarrassment washes over me again...
Accepting the challenge, I carefully unzip her jacket, revealing her clean white undershirt, I take a minute to admire Aesops flushed face, and she smiles. Not wanting to waste any more time, I move in closer to her, untucking the shirt from underneath her high waisted trousers. I reach out to her collar and peer up at her face, as if asking if it's ok. I meticulously unbutton every single button on the shirt. My hands increasingly get more shaky with each one, and I can sense Aesop's amusement. Once I finish, I hold her shirt closed, Sweat rolls down my face.
"Andrew- What? Are you scared of a woman's breasts?" She giggles and reaches out to my hands, slowly opening up her shirt for me..
Oh my! I'm at a loss for words.. this is the real thing! Entirely authentic! I'm looking at Aesop's bra.. and boobs..! I feel like I'm gonna faint.. my wife!! She's too pretty for this world.. I shed a silent tear at the marvellous sight in front of me. I sniffle, this is too emotional...
Her adams apple bobs up and down as she gulps. "Why are you acting like that? Is this really that crazy to you?" Her body glows a faint red. "Well, This is actually.. The first time I've ever let someone look at my body..."
I really am her first! Im so lucky.. so special... I might faint... I stop myself from hugging her, the body which was so cold before has become warm. Hugging her waist, I look up at Aesop. From this angle I get a good view of her long eyelashes and straight nose.. I can't hell but want to hold her tighter!
"I'm so lucky!!!" I cry, I must look like a baby.
"H-Hey! Please get off! Let me take off my jacket completely..!"
My chin is resting on her flat chest, and the lace bra causes an itching sensation, but I don't want to let go.. Removing my arms from her waist, I gently remove her shirt and jacket myself, leaving Aesop in just her undergarments.
I grab her waist with my calloused hands and she lets out a soft moan... really... cute...
"Andrew..." She gasps, Aesop grabs my shoulders with her delicate hands. She's so sensitive !! I feel like I'm tormenting her... I nuzzle my nose into the crook of her neck, she smells like chemicals and flowers... how romantic!
I reach down lower to her pants, slowly pushing them downward, exposing her .. gulp!!! her...!!!
I grab Aesop's butt! And she yelps in response,
"Andrew!!"
She tries to wiggle out of my grasp but I don't let go. Aesop puts her arms around my neck, and she breathes right into my ear.
"You're so sensitive Aesop..." I bring my hands from her ass to her thighs, and massage the scars that are scattered across her pale skin. She's just too perfect! Lady Aesop!!!
I can hear her soft whimpers and moans, she kinda sounds like a kitten.
I change my position so I can get a better look at her legs, and I notice that she.. she got an erection?!! My face turns red and I try not to look... How indecent!!!
The sweat on Aesop's body makes her skin glow in the dim light, I don't know if it makes her look majestic or just sweaty. I slowly remove her pants fully, hopefully this helps cool her off. Her legs are thin but somewhat well built, she's pretty strong! Carrying those bodies around! I'm so happy to have such a magnificent wife... Aesop removes her head from my shoulder and I use this as a chance to cup my hands on her cheeks. Her mouth is scarred and her lips are chapped, She really need to take better care of herself...
Squeezing my eyes shut, I make fish lips as I get ready to go in for the kiss! And I feel her lips press against mine, We don't really know how kisses work... and besides, Aesop probably doesn't want someone else's tongue in her mouth.
I press my forehead against her own, savoring our intimacy.