I let out a small moan and he smiled. His hands started to explore my body and slowly he lifted up my shirt and tossed it away. Then he reached behind... me and by a skilled hand undid the clasp of my bra. Once it was off he just looked at me, I got shy and tried to cover myself up afraid he didn't like what he was seeing. He pulled my hands away and above my head where he held them, telling me that I was beautiful and he loved my perfect round breasts with the little pink nipples. Soon he was. I got up and we kissed while I released your bathrobe, and it fell right of your shoulders to the floor, while you pulled my belt, unbuttoned and released my throbbing cock. I French kissed with you some more, and ran a finger between your butt-cheeks, while my right hands found your breasts, rotating softly on the tip of the nipples.I liked how your breasts were aesthetic pleasing to the eye, like a greek statue, and I liked how your nipples were quite dominating and rock-hard, I knew that. The celebration I had planned for the workers on the Lucky J #1 consisted of my thanking everyone for their hard work and handing an envelope with five thousand dollars in cash to each of them. Since no alcohol is allowed on the platform, we couldn’t celebrate with champagne. I got the distinct impression that they preferred the envelope.Halfway through handing out bonuses to the day shift, I had an odd feeling. It wasn’t a feeling of danger per se, but one that there was trouble happening. " She looked at me, and replied, "If you can do this for her, it would really be a big help, and it would not bother me in any way. It's not like you are having sex, it is just like giving her a massage or something."She went to lunch with her mom that day, and offered her my services. I guess her mom was protesting a bit at first. But the more they talked and she realized her daughter would not be mad, especially as she explained it to her as it would not really be sexual, more like a massage.