Simon sat down on the bed next to April and paused to admire the bare expanse of April's back from the covered nape of her neck down to the heels of her feet.  April's skin was silky smooth and not at all damaged from frequent exposure to the sunlight.  Simon ran a finger down April's back feeling her creamy skin under his fingertips.  Then he decided to playfully tickle April in the small of her back and then her sides trying to get her to giggle and squirm.<br/><br/>Then it was time for the main course.  Simon popped open the top of the bottle and the distinctive smell of baby oil filled the air.  He poured a small amount into his cupped hand and placed the bottle on the night table.  He rubbed his hands together to warm up the cool oil to a more comfortable temperature.  When he was satisfied with the temperature, he placed his oil-slicked hands on her back and let his palms run up and down her back.  Simon gently kneaded her supple flesh, rubbing the warm oil into April's skin.<br/><br/>When her skin and soaked up the first portion, Simon brought over the bottle and poured a cold stream onto her back.  Then he began the process again, his hands felt like hot patches against her back massaging his own body heat into April.  Simon's hands worked out the kinks that April didn't know she had as he rubbed, gently drummed with his palms, and kneaded her into a state of relaxation she had never experienced.  Then his questing hands oiled her buttocks and the back of her calves and thighs and they too shared in the benefits of Simon's healing hands.  Simon was satisfied with April's sighs of appreciation, glad to know that the year at the spa as a masseuse hadn't gone completely to waste as he still had some of his skill left in his hands.