Ben grinned as Gabriella turned back with the four blonds and walked back to the bench. Ben stood and let Gabriella, Catherine, Sophia and Rachel take the bench. Megan sat on the grass and leaned back against the tree.
“What happened? Why do you look so exhausted? Is riding a Segway that tiring?” Ben asked.
“No, it does take stamina but the really tiring part was those four bozos latched onto us at the beginning and talked shit at us for the entire two hours. No matter what we said they wouldn’t shut up. We knew they were being rude but we didn’t know what they were saying and ignoring them didn’t work either.” Catherine explained. She turned to Gabriella. “What did you say to them to make them leave so quickly?”
“I just explained that there was no way their little tiny penises could bring satisfaction to a woman and Ben here had everything a woman required and if they didn’t piss off like the little children they were he’d pop their ass cherries.”
Everyone stopped and looked at her. Ben’s jaw dropped.
“It sounded much more poetic in Italian,” she mumbled.
Ben roared with laughter and Catherine laughed so hard she had trouble breathing. Tina and Lucy returned and Megan brought them up to speed. Soon everyone was laughing and Ben hugged Gabriella to his chest and kissed her forehead. Her blush was enchanting!
“Who knew Gabriella had the tongue of an Italian sailor!” Ben smiled.
The others quickly took their turns at the restroom then they headed back to the train station. They spotted the four Romeos on the train so there was a shuffling of seating arrangements which left Ben sitting by the window, Megan sitting next to him, Sophia sitting opposite Ben and Rachel sitting next to her. At Sophia’s back was her mother and Gabriella sat next to her keeping an eye on the boys.
Sophia winced as she undid her boots.
“What’s wrong?” Ben asked.
“I picked the wrong footwear for the activities we did today. My feet are aching!” she whimpered.
Ben patted his thighs. “Bring them here!”
Sophia looked up hopefully. “Really?” He just gave her a look and she quickly lifted her feet to rest them on his legs before he changed his mind.
He started at her toes and gave each one a gentle tug and squeeze to release any pooling blood. He had to get the circulation going. He stroked and squeezed but moved the pressure from her toes towards her legs to move the blood back towards her core to be refreshed. He worked his thumbs into her soles and felt the muscles becoming more pliable as they relaxed. Once he reached her ankles he moved his massage up her legs to the knee. Then he stopped.
Sophia was biting her lip and looking at him a little oddly.
“Does that feel better?” he asked.
She nodded quickly, not trusting her voice. Her feet felt fantastic but when his hands had begun to move up her legs the pleasure turned into a different kind of bliss.
“My feet are tired too.” Rachel peeped.
Ben smiled and switched places with Megan. Soon Rachel’s feet were on his legs and he began the massage. Rachel was more vocal than Sophia who’d managed to restrain herself to the occasional quiet moan and coo.
“Omigod! Ben! Your hands are wonderful!” she groaned as he worked her soles. Catherine and Gabriella looked over the seat with amused smiles. Mostly because of Ben’s blush. By the time he’d almost reached her knees Rachel was squirming on the seat so badly he looked at her in exasperation and stopped. “Wha- No!” she yelped as her eyes snapped open. She became aware of her surroundings again. She saw Sophia barely supressing her laughter and Megan staring at her wide eyed. “Uh… sorry! Oh my god Ben! Your hands feel so good!”
“How are your feet?” he asked.
“My feet? Oh! Right! Much better, yes,” she stumbled.
Sophia snorted and looked out the window.
Ben looked at Megan.
“I’m good.” was all she said.
“Switch with your sister. I don’t bite,” he said. Megan and Rachel swapped chairs and Megan timidly put her feet up on Ben’s legs. “Relax,” he said calmly and she rested back against her seat.
Ben went to work on her feet and her eyes closed in bliss. He felt the tension in her muscles go from trembling and taut to loose and elastic in no time. She soon had a happy smile on her face. When he patted her knees to let her know he was finished she opened her eyes slowly. “Thank you Ben! That was lovely! And thank you for just giving me a regular massage.”
“You’re welcome. And I gave three identical massages.” Megan stared at him and he just shrugged. She scowled at her older sisters and they blushed.
“Better put your shoes back on we’re here,” Ben said as they began to pull into their station. Once they were back up at street level they found a taxi stand and piled into three to get the group to Pont de l’Archevêché, the bridge where lovers attached locks to signify their unending love, throwing the keys into the Seine. It was a short walk from there to Notre Dame Cathedral. Everyone was a little too pooped to feel up to doing the tour but sitting quietly inside the building while Daniel scurried about taking pictures was a plan they could all appreciate. The stained glass was beautiful and a choir was practicing at the front and the sound of their harmonious voices flowed throughout the vaulted space.
When Daniel returned his smile said it all. He was having a blast! He sat next to Ben and recited the history he’d memorized regarding the cathedral.
Gabriella gathered a consensus from the party and it was unanimous. Everyone was famished. Gabriella knew of a Lebanese restaurant close to the cathedral so the group would walk over to it for dinner. She stepped outside to call and make a reservation.
It was Tina’s date night but she was feeling a little wiped out so she asked Ben if it would be ok if they could just go back to the hotel, get room service and call it a night. He smiled and took her hand to help her stand. The group left the cathedral and met Gabriella. Ben and Tina said their goodnights which meant a lot of kisses for Ben.
Sophia was last and thanked Ben for the wonderful dance and the foot massage. She gave him a tender kiss that made his scalp tingle.
Ben and Tina found a taxi and went back to the hotel as the rest of the party made their way to the restaurant.
When they got to Ben’s room Tina sat on the sofa and leaned her head back. The day had really taken a lot out of her.
Ben sunk to his knees before Tina and took her hands in his.
“Tina, I want you to eat a solid meal. You barely touched your lunch. Please tell me what you’d like to eat and we’ll order it. Anything you want,” he said.
Tina smiled at him. “I am sorry to cause you distress, Ben. I will be fine. Order what you like.”
“Tina. Listen to me. I want you to tell me what kind of food you would be most comfortable eating now. Something that will give you strength and comfort,” he said sternly.
“… Korean food. I have such a craving for Yukgaejang. And Galbijjim. And Kkang Pung Ki, extra spicy!” she blurted. Thinking of Ben she selected something safer for him. “Oh! And some Tangsuyuk with pork.”
“Then that is what you shall have!” Ben exclaimed.