My, last night MJ dream. Or fanfic??Hahaha Part 3
I got some plates from under the sideboard and some cutlery. When Michael came into the kitchen I asked “ Where do you want to eat? An do you wish something to drink, sir?”
He laughed “ Lets eat here and yes I would love something to drink, ma'am”.
“Okay sir, and what will it be? Wine? Orange juice? Water?” I played.
“Hmmm, I thought of something more festive, what about champange?” on a tone of a rich man with a hot patato up his throat.
I laughed “Do you have a spare bottle of champange all the time, to make sure you have one in case of occasion? Or do you just have it for everyone that visites you every once in a while?”
“Hey, that's not funny.. I've been keeping this bottle for years, just for this special occasion.” He said upset. “You know, Liz gave this bottle to me. She told me to open this bottle for 'the' occasion, only. And here we are..” Michael explained.
“Sorry, love, I didn't know. I'm sorry” I apologized. “Where can I find this special bottle? Cause I think you don't just keep it somewhere in the back”
He stoot up and took my hand “Come with me”
He took me to the cellar and showed me a little bin with various bottles covered in dust. He took a big bottle off the bin and blew off the dust.
“This Is It” he said. Realizing this was quite a funny pun. We laughed. It was an amazing white bottle with diamonds on it and gold letters that said “Think good... xox Liz”
“Come on, before the food gets cold” Michael said and took me by the hand again guiding me back to the kitchen.
“We better make sure this cork pops!” Michael said while he gave the bottle a firm shake.
“Nooooooo” I screamed “Don't shake it!!”
“Why not?”
“The more you shake the less you'll have left cause all the chamange will squirt out!” I explained.
“Oh yeah.. true.. now what?” Michael said embarrassed.
“We'll have to wait till it calms down, I guess” I said while thinking. “We'll have something different to drink along with dinner, and celebrate later with the champange”
“You are so smart” Michael smiled.
“Leave the dishes for Anitha, she'll love it” Michael said with all the sarcasm he could find.
“Are you sure? I don't mind doing it, really.” I said.
“No you are comming with me, have different plans with you” Michael said playful and motioned with his finger to come close. “You promised Kenny to take care of me, remember, so I was hoping for that”
“Aha, that's what you are after, huh?” I said, daring Michael.
“No” He said with an innocent look on his face.
We went upstairs fooling around. A normal person would have been up there in seconds. It took us minutes to get up there.
While he was talking about the stress of This is it, he let the tap running so the bath slowly filled with hot water.
He stopped talking when he watched me getting undressed.
“Go on talking, love, it appears you have somethings to get off your chest” I said understanding.
Nothing. I turned around to have a look what was wrong. There he stood, nipped and nailed to the ground.
“Oh my....” Was all he could get out.
“Oh my...” was all that came out my mouth.
He just stood there, undressed, loose hair in soft black curls.
There were a few moments of stillness, nothing than the two of us watching one another.
I could see Michael blushing. I knew he had troubles with being observed without clothes. So I went on with talking in hope he'll forget that I was looking at him. But I couln't find anything better to say than “Didn't you forget Liz's champange?”
“Damn” Michael said troubled cause he didn't want to put his clothes back on.
“You, go in that bath, I'll get it” I said.
“No no, let me, but I hate putting back on my clothes” he said while he was looking for something to put on quick.
“I know that's why I'm going already, go into that bath, I'll be right back” I said already running.
“Put on something, silly!” I heard Michael say from the bathroom, but I was already half way.
Michael was thinking of waiting to get into the bath tub alone. But though of what I said and went in.
“Back” I said a little breathless. “Tadaa” showing the bottle.
“Oh my....” Michael looked at me and started blushing instantly.
I really thought something was wrong, so I asked a little shy “What's wrong?”
“Nothing, it's just.....” Michael stopped to hold himself back, too a deep breath “It's just that... I'm amazed by the look of your body..” He said a little shy.
“Please join me in, before I get embarrassed by finding myself tracing every inch of your body..”
he said while he covered his eyes.
I laughed and did as he asked.
“Promise me you'll never leave” Michael said dreamy.
“I promise” I said.
We where all cooked from the hot bath and champange. We layed on the bed together totally undressed on our bellies, faces towards each other. Just watching in each others eyes, Tired and satisfied. I remembered saying I was suppose to give him some good TLC, so I got up and start searching for some massage oil. I went into the bathroom to search, cause I knew that I left a bottle of good massage oil there, and I smiles when I found it.
“Whatcha doing, girl?” I heard Michael saying from laying on the bed.
“You'll see” I said when I walked to the bed. “Just try to relax, okay? Gonna give you some good TLC here”
Michael closed his eyes and moaned a bit, cause he knew it had to be good. I crawled on the bed, over Michael and sat down on his very upper legs. Shook the bottle of oil and opened it.
At the instance of opening the bottle the strong scent of pepermint filled the bedroom. Michael sniffed and opened his eyes for a split second, but closed them again just as fast.
“Cold” I alarmed before I put some oil on his back.
“Mmm” was all the sound Michael made when the cold oil landed on his skin.
I started to spread the oil all over his back, neck, shoulders and upper arms. And started massaging from the very beginning of his hair line. Pushing the muscles softly and drawing little circles.
After every little while a little lower. I could feel the tension in his muscles everywhere. And just kept on massaging in hope he would relax.
After a small hour of effort, I finally got my goal. He was relaxed and muscles felt soft again instead of hard and tensed. The second I took my hands from his skin I heard his sleepy and disappointed voice say “You stopping already?”
“I thought you was sleeping and I got your muscles to relax, so I'm done I guess” I said in awaiting of his reaction, cause I knew he wanted me to go on.
“Well, you know now that I didn't sleep and I'm sure there are some other muscles that need some of that great TLC 'o yours” he said teasingly.
I started giggling, while I thought of a little plan to tease him. To make his head spin, to make him go crazy.
So I massaged his arms, feet, calves, and moved up to his thighs slowly. His little moaning and sighs told me he was enjoying this attention.
“You can take another shower if I also do your chest, else you will stick to the bed sheets all night” I said joking.
As he heard I wanted to do whatever it would be with his chest, he'd turned underneath me.
“I don't care” he sayed with a dark voice. “Do what ever you think this body need to relax to the max”
While I was rubbing the skin of his chest little moans escaped from his lips and I went a little lower towards his abdomen, when his moaning became darker and longer.
“What's happening Mr. Jackson? Are you okay” I asked teasingly.
“Hmmm” was all he said.
Of course I knew what this had to do with his mind, still I did move all the way back up, and sat down on his abdomen and pushed my body close to his. Placed my hands just above his shoulders and I bent over so my lips could meet his. I slowly rubbed my body against his and he started moving underneath me.
“Oh, I’ll never let you go, come here girl
Just got to make sweet love ‘til the break of dawn” he sang on a dark tone.
Last part, long huh? :D.
And..
Going to add the real dirtiness later cause I wrote this to put on a forum and cuz I'm sleepy now
He laughed “ Lets eat here and yes I would love something to drink, ma'am”.
“Okay sir, and what will it be? Wine? Orange juice? Water?” I played.
“Hmmm, I thought of something more festive, what about champange?” on a tone of a rich man with a hot patato up his throat.
I laughed “Do you have a spare bottle of champange all the time, to make sure you have one in case of occasion? Or do you just have it for everyone that visites you every once in a while?”
“Hey, that's not funny.. I've been keeping this bottle for years, just for this special occasion.” He said upset. “You know, Liz gave this bottle to me. She told me to open this bottle for 'the' occasion, only. And here we are..” Michael explained.
“Sorry, love, I didn't know. I'm sorry” I apologized. “Where can I find this special bottle? Cause I think you don't just keep it somewhere in the back”
He stoot up and took my hand “Come with me”
He took me to the cellar and showed me a little bin with various bottles covered in dust. He took a big bottle off the bin and blew off the dust.
“This Is It” he said. Realizing this was quite a funny pun. We laughed. It was an amazing white bottle with diamonds on it and gold letters that said “Think good... xox Liz”
“Come on, before the food gets cold” Michael said and took me by the hand again guiding me back to the kitchen.
“We better make sure this cork pops!” Michael said while he gave the bottle a firm shake.
“Nooooooo” I screamed “Don't shake it!!”
“Why not?”
“The more you shake the less you'll have left cause all the chamange will squirt out!” I explained.
“Oh yeah.. true.. now what?” Michael said embarrassed.
“We'll have to wait till it calms down, I guess” I said while thinking. “We'll have something different to drink along with dinner, and celebrate later with the champange”
“You are so smart” Michael smiled.
“Leave the dishes for Anitha, she'll love it” Michael said with all the sarcasm he could find.
“Are you sure? I don't mind doing it, really.” I said.
“No you are comming with me, have different plans with you” Michael said playful and motioned with his finger to come close. “You promised Kenny to take care of me, remember, so I was hoping for that”
“Aha, that's what you are after, huh?” I said, daring Michael.
“No” He said with an innocent look on his face.
We went upstairs fooling around. A normal person would have been up there in seconds. It took us minutes to get up there.
While he was talking about the stress of This is it, he let the tap running so the bath slowly filled with hot water.
He stopped talking when he watched me getting undressed.
“Go on talking, love, it appears you have somethings to get off your chest” I said understanding.
Nothing. I turned around to have a look what was wrong. There he stood, nipped and nailed to the ground.
“Oh my....” Was all he could get out.
“Oh my...” was all that came out my mouth.
He just stood there, undressed, loose hair in soft black curls.
There were a few moments of stillness, nothing than the two of us watching one another.
I could see Michael blushing. I knew he had troubles with being observed without clothes. So I went on with talking in hope he'll forget that I was looking at him. But I couln't find anything better to say than “Didn't you forget Liz's champange?”
“Damn” Michael said troubled cause he didn't want to put his clothes back on.
“You, go in that bath, I'll get it” I said.
“No no, let me, but I hate putting back on my clothes” he said while he was looking for something to put on quick.
“I know that's why I'm going already, go into that bath, I'll be right back” I said already running.
“Put on something, silly!” I heard Michael say from the bathroom, but I was already half way.
Michael was thinking of waiting to get into the bath tub alone. But though of what I said and went in.
“Back” I said a little breathless. “Tadaa” showing the bottle.
“Oh my....” Michael looked at me and started blushing instantly.
I really thought something was wrong, so I asked a little shy “What's wrong?”
“Nothing, it's just.....” Michael stopped to hold himself back, too a deep breath “It's just that... I'm amazed by the look of your body..” He said a little shy.
“Please join me in, before I get embarrassed by finding myself tracing every inch of your body..”
he said while he covered his eyes.
I laughed and did as he asked.
“Promise me you'll never leave” Michael said dreamy.
“I promise” I said.
We where all cooked from the hot bath and champange. We layed on the bed together totally undressed on our bellies, faces towards each other. Just watching in each others eyes, Tired and satisfied. I remembered saying I was suppose to give him some good TLC, so I got up and start searching for some massage oil. I went into the bathroom to search, cause I knew that I left a bottle of good massage oil there, and I smiles when I found it.
“Whatcha doing, girl?” I heard Michael saying from laying on the bed.
“You'll see” I said when I walked to the bed. “Just try to relax, okay? Gonna give you some good TLC here”
Michael closed his eyes and moaned a bit, cause he knew it had to be good. I crawled on the bed, over Michael and sat down on his very upper legs. Shook the bottle of oil and opened it.
At the instance of opening the bottle the strong scent of pepermint filled the bedroom. Michael sniffed and opened his eyes for a split second, but closed them again just as fast.
“Cold” I alarmed before I put some oil on his back.
“Mmm” was all the sound Michael made when the cold oil landed on his skin.
I started to spread the oil all over his back, neck, shoulders and upper arms. And started massaging from the very beginning of his hair line. Pushing the muscles softly and drawing little circles.
After every little while a little lower. I could feel the tension in his muscles everywhere. And just kept on massaging in hope he would relax.
After a small hour of effort, I finally got my goal. He was relaxed and muscles felt soft again instead of hard and tensed. The second I took my hands from his skin I heard his sleepy and disappointed voice say “You stopping already?”
“I thought you was sleeping and I got your muscles to relax, so I'm done I guess” I said in awaiting of his reaction, cause I knew he wanted me to go on.
“Well, you know now that I didn't sleep and I'm sure there are some other muscles that need some of that great TLC 'o yours” he said teasingly.
I started giggling, while I thought of a little plan to tease him. To make his head spin, to make him go crazy.
So I massaged his arms, feet, calves, and moved up to his thighs slowly. His little moaning and sighs told me he was enjoying this attention.
“You can take another shower if I also do your chest, else you will stick to the bed sheets all night” I said joking.
As he heard I wanted to do whatever it would be with his chest, he'd turned underneath me.
“I don't care” he sayed with a dark voice. “Do what ever you think this body need to relax to the max”
While I was rubbing the skin of his chest little moans escaped from his lips and I went a little lower towards his abdomen, when his moaning became darker and longer.
“What's happening Mr. Jackson? Are you okay” I asked teasingly.
“Hmmm” was all he said.
Of course I knew what this had to do with his mind, still I did move all the way back up, and sat down on his abdomen and pushed my body close to his. Placed my hands just above his shoulders and I bent over so my lips could meet his. I slowly rubbed my body against his and he started moving underneath me.
“Oh, I’ll never let you go, come here girl
Just got to make sweet love ‘til the break of dawn” he sang on a dark tone.
Last part, long huh? :D.
And..
Going to add the real dirtiness later cause I wrote this to put on a forum and cuz I'm sleepy now