The Masseuse

“And the winner of the drawing for a $500 voucher for a professional massage at the spa of his choice is….Curtis Aames!”

Curtis won the voucher at a work function as part of a raffle. For a $5.00 ticket he figured why not!

He’d never had a professional massage before, so he was curious to see what people who get one regularly rave about.

Not having a clue about which local spa was a good one, he read reviews and picked one that had the most stars. Why not go high end for his first time?

He didn’t have any plans on a Saturday morning so he had made an appointment earlier in the week.

While on the phone with the receptionist, she seemed to ask some strange questions.

“Height, weight, age, amount of body hair, including pubic region?”

He thought “What the…?”

He asked why that was relevant and was told, “Mr. Aames, our masseuses choose their clients, not the other way around. Our masseuses only work with clients they approve. Our screening process is very thorough. You may still not be approved, plus we’ll need a recent headshot and full body picture in your underwear. Oh and please smile for both photos.”

He started to get the idea he was being set up to visit one of those “happy ending” places where you get a hand job. He was not interested if that was the case.

“Yeah, uh, excuse me miss but is this one of those “happy ending” type of outfits? If so I’m not interested and will cancel the appointment and re-gift my voucher.”

She sighed, sounding annoyed, “Mr. Aames, our establishment is completely above board. We offer no such services. Our masseuses are highly valued, highly trained, very well paid and have earned the right to be choosy with their clientele. Any more questions?”

“Um, well, no. Not at the moment.”

“And your answers to my questions, please?”

“Oh right, 5′ 6″, 180 lb, 55, light body hair on upper chest, forearms, calves and thighs. Pubic area is shaved.”

He could hear her typing the info as he gave it to her.

As if his answers were nothing unusual, she merely said, “Thank you.”

“Mr. Aames, you will receive an email penciling you in for your requested day/time. When you receive that email you’ll need to reply with the requested photos.”

Later that day he got the email, took a headshot selfie and a full body selfie in his underwear as requested, and attached them to his reply.

2 days later his phone rang, it was the spa.

“Mr. Aames, you have been approved for your requested day/time. You will receive another email 24hrs before your appointment with further instructions.”

What he didn’t know is that a few hours after he submitted his photos, they were sent to the head of their approvals, a woman named Amy.

Her job was to view the pictures and applications, approve/deny and assign a masseuse. She herself was not a masseuse though.

She was a very attractive woman, though she scoffed at such compliments.

She was a knockout really. Beautiful long blonde hair, green eyes and a smile that lights a room.

When it came to men, she’d had her share in the past but as she got older she longed for someone who wanted to know her from the inside out.

She had a fire inside, waiting for the right man to sweep her off her feet.

She came across Curtis’ file. She opened the pictures and had something happen she was not expecting. She felt a stirring in her tummy.

She had no idea why or how that happened, but she didn’t fight it. She studied his pictures in detail. She thought he had a nice smile. And for a guy his age, he seemed to be in good shape.

In a flush of embarrassment if she’d been caught, she zoomed in the full body picture, to see his crotch better. Was that an outline of his dick head she was seeing? She wiggled in her seat a bit.

Zooming in only gave her so much info but there’s no denying that’s what it was. Did he do that on purpose? Or was the ridge of the head of his cock so well defined it was clearly visible?

Right there in her office, she felt the tinglings of being aroused. This was something that had never happened in all the clients she’d reviewed.

Ever.

She knew right then she had to have him. She would be his masseuse that day.

“Hey Janet can you come in here please?”

“Yes Amy?”

“This client here, Mr. Aames. I want you to book me as his masseuse.”

“OK but Amy…”

“Nope. No questions, just please do it.”

“Yes ma’am OK. I’m on it.”

That night she took her laptop home and had his pictures all to herself. She imagined seeing that cock head. Was the rest of his dick as nice as she was imagining right now? What about his balls? Were they saggy? She didn’t like saggy balls. How big around was that dick? How long was it? What was his voice like?

A thought just occurred to her and she grabbed her phone to text Janet, “Janet, please inform Mr. Aames he will need to shave his genital area. You can tell him it’s for cleanliness purposes, for our towels and whatever. Thanks!”

Back to studying his pictures. She loved the shape of his mouth and wondered if he would be a good kisser. He didn’t have body hair all over the place like a gorilla. She’d seen pics submitted by potential clients like that. She would grimace and click the “denied” button.

She slipped her hand inside her panties and rubbed the smooth skin of her completely shaved pussy. She imagined his hands doing that and her breath caught in her throat as she gasped.

She brought her fingers up to her mouth and sucked them, getting them really wet. She slipped her hand back between her legs and opened her pussy lips and rubbed up and down from her pussy hole to her clit. She was gazing at his pictures and nearly had an orgasm on the spot.

She imagined touching him everywhere. Scratching his back, running her nails over his chest, his legs and through his hair.

She’d masturbated quite a bit in her life, and never nearly came so quick. She didn’t come, but only a few strokes of her clit and within a literal minute she was writhing and clamping her legs shut as wave after wave of pleasure overtook her. She had her eyes shut tight as she said his name, “Oh Curtis…fuck Curtis I’m coming for you Curtis…who ever you are Curtis I want you I need you to be mine!”

She was spent and passed out. She dreamt of this complete stranger she only knew from pictures.

Curtis received the email 24hrs before his appointment, as expected:

“Mr. Aames, please be sure the following conditions are met prior to arriving:

Shave your entire genital area, preferably the morning of your appointment

Clean hair

Wear deodorant

Body spray/cologne is acceptable but don’t over do it

Brush teeth/mouthwash

Finger and toe nails trimmed and filed

Once you arrive at our spa you will be given further instructions.

We appreciate your business”

He wasn’t sure what to think about the shaving his cock/balls thing really. He had always done that, but it did seem strange for them to require that for a place that was “completely above board.” Hmmm….

He thought maybe the masseuses just wanted a clean customer so they weren’t grossed out. Who knows.

The morning of his appointment, he did as instructed per the email. He headed to the spa for this new experience.

Upon arriving, the receptionist, Janet, was not subtle in eyeing him up and down a few times. Very judgemental in fact.

She had to see why Amy was personally requesting this client. She didn’t see the attraction or whatever it was. She thought he was nice and obviously complied with their requirements, but he wasn’t someone she would have noticed in public.

She handed him a little duffle bag that had towels, slippers and a robe. He was told to go ahead into the massage room, undress and put on the robe with nothing underneath.

She reminded him of the receptionist from Ghost Busters, the way she eyed him up and down over the top of her glasses.

He hoped his masseuse wasn’t so blatantly judgemental.

He walked into the room and it was dimly lit, with 6 or so candles already lit and some soft music playing in the background. It was already a very relaxing environment.

There was also a scent in the air he couldn’t place. It wasn’t like an essential oil or anything like that. It smelled like a woman’s perfume to be honest. It was so soft, very sensual and feminine. He really liked it.

Whatever it was, it was having an aphrodisiac effect on him.

He took off his clothes, put the robe on and sat on the massage table and played with his phone to pass the time.

The table seemed to be pretty wide. Two people could lay side by side with plenty of room. Maybe for a couples massage?

He did notice a “regular” width table on the other side of the room and wondered why this one was in place for his massage.

A few minutes later the door opened and in walked a woman wearing what he would consider scrubs, like a nurse but with sandals on. Her scrubs were pink.

His first impression was “Holy shit no way. Is she my masseuse? Are you serious right now?”

Despite the dim lights, he could tell she was a very attractive woman, in his age range. She had beautiful long blond hair all on one side, with this little braided ponytail on the other with some sort of little gold doodad on the end of it, and a walk that showed she knew what she wanted.

She exuded sexuality and confidence in abundance. He was internally embarrassed as he caught himself staring and felt a strange tingling in his stomach.

He felt an instant attraction to her, but figured a woman like her was most likely taken in some manner. Husband, boyfriend, long term date, etc.

His hopes that she was his masseuse were instantly dashed when she all but ignored him and walked to a desk and grabbed a tablet, looking at it with her back to him.

He thought, “Well, damn. Maybe she’s for another client and just getting the tablet to take to another massage room?”

A few seconds later she turned around and walked toward him.

She smiled a somewhat nervous smile and offered him her hand, “Hi Mr. Aames I’m Amy and I’ll be your masseuse today. I trust you found everything to your liking so far? I’m sorry if that seemed a little rude just then, I had to update a file for another client.”

She wanted to be upfront and asked him, “Mr. Aames, did you shower this morning? Would you care to take one before we get started?”

What she was actually doing was checking the calendar for any other appointments that day. What she had planned for him, what she was going to be doing with and to him, she didn’t want anyone else in the building.

She was also disabling the security camera in the room. She didn’t need to be monitored today nor did she need an audience.

She seemed a bit nervous though. Even shy, which surprised him.

“Hi Amy, you can call me Curt. Or Curtis, I have no preference. And yes, your spa is really nice, although it’s my first time at one.” He laughed nervously and said, “Sure, I’ll take a shower, no problem!”

She showed him to the bathroom and where soaps were.

He took a hot shower, dried off and came back to her wearing the robe.

She flashed him a seemingly more confident smile that made him absolutely melt. He noticed how the top of her nose crinkled when she smiled which he found to be really cute.

Wow.

And her voice? Drop dead sexy. She could read the alphabet and turn him on.

Who was this woman that instantly took control over him? He was very anxious at the thought of her massaging him.

She wheeled a stool over and sat in front of him as he sat on the massage table with his legs hanging.

Her stool height put her shoulders about even with his waist, since the massage table sits higher than a normal table.

She flipped her little ponytail to the side, making sure it hung down the side of her face.

She held a tablet as she spoke, “So I trust you were OK with our requirements prior to your appointment today?”

He nervously replied and smiled, “Uh yes. I think I’m in compliance.”

Though to himself, he thought, “How about I open this robe and spread my legs so you can verify?” The mere thought of doing that actually caused blood to start to flow between his legs.

She smiled and thanked him as she updated his file on the tablet.

“Are you wearing any cologne or body spray? The reason I ask is there’s a small chance there could be an interaction with some of our oils.”

“No. I didn’t use any today.”

“OK so no concerns there. And all nails trimmed and filed?”

He held his hands out, palms down to show her, “Yep trimmed and filed smooth.”

She liked his hands and a quick flush of red hit her when she instantly imagined those hands all over her. Groping, squeezing and grabbing her everywhere.

She leaned forward to see, “Yep, looks good.” When she leaned forward she got even closer to him. He felt that queasiness in his stomach again as he noticed some cleavage.

“Any medical conditions or medications I need to be aware of?”

“No health conditions. What medications would you need to know about?”

“Anything related to the heart or muscular system like blood thinners or muscle relaxers.”

“Oh. No. None of those.”

“OK, great. Just a few more questions and we can get started. Any areas I should avoid? While a massage is supposed to feel good and relax you, are there any areas of your body that might hurt if pressure is applied. Curtis I want this to be as pleasurable as possible for you.

Today I’m gonna help you feel physical pleasure in all aspects. I’m also going to please your mind as well.”

He liked the sound of that! “No, I have no areas you need to avoid.”

Trying to ease his nervousness he smiled and said, “I’m looking forward to being your ideal client. Feel free to give me whatever you can dish out.”

She gave him a huge smile at that and thought to herself, “Boy if you had the slightest clue what’s gonna happen in here today!”

She decided to thinly veil her true intentions and asked, “OK last question Curtis.”

She put the tablet down and looked at him as she twirled that little ponytail, “Curtis do you have a wife, girlfriend or steady date you’re committed to?”

He wasn’t sure of the relevance of her question but told her, “No. Just me.”

Internally she jumped for joy.

Externally she said, “OK sounds good. I ask in case there’s any emergency situations that might occur. Can’t be too safe!”

With that she leaned forward again and slid both hands well above the hem of his robe, about mid thigh actually, gave him a wink and said, “Curtis I’m going to make sure you have a wonderful time today. I know I will.”

If he died right then and there, he would have died a happy man!

As she pulled her hands away, she made sure to slide along his inner thigh.

That definitely caused a stir in his groin, making him almost audibly gasp.

She stood up and moved the stool out of the way.

She acted like she was updating the tablet and told him, “OK Curtis you can disrobe, lie face down on the table and cover your butt with the towel from your bag Janet gave you. Sound good?”

She had no intention of turning around unless he asked her to.

“Oh, OK, got it.” Thinking this was just normal for a professional massage, he nervously untied the robe, now completely naked mere feet from a complete stranger. A stranger who seemed to have a power over him like he’d never experienced.

As she acted like she was distracted with the tablet, she bit her lower lip as she repeatedly glanced up at him as he took off his robe.

She really liked what she saw and couldn’t wait to get naked with him.

Of course she noticed his dick since that was the primary reason she didn’t turn around.

She could tell her hands on his thighs had definitely aroused him as she fantasized about wrapping her lips around it.

“Patience girl,” she told herself. “You’ll have him soon enough. Play it cool, don’t scare him off.”

He got on the table, face down and put the towel over his rear end as instructed. “OK I’m ready.”

She acted like she was wrapping up whatever it was he thought she was doing and said, “Good. I’m going to wheel a cart over here that will have my oils and stones. Is the music OK? Is the genre OK with you? I can change it to whatever you want.

How about the lighting? I can make it brighter or dimmer, up to you.”

“Oh it’s OK, but I’m more inclined to 90s country. Can you make the lighting a bit brighter?” He wanted to be able to see her better.

Her heart leaped. She loved 90s country and was all too happy to comply, “Alexa play 90s country. Alexa put the lights at 50%.”

She wheeled the cart over and got next to him as she prepared to get started. It was then that he noticed that scent again. It was her. It was her perfume he’d smelled when he came in. He felt his mind whirl, nearly intoxicating him.

He felt that queasy feeling again. She was so pretty, so feminine and so very sexy. Could a woman like her ever be interested in him? So many questions he had and sadly admitted he’d most likely never find out.

He was just a client. She’s being nice because it’s part of her job.

“OK Curtis, these oils will be warm but not hot.” She started at his feet and rubbed up toward the upper portion of the back of his thigh.

As she rubbed and kneaded, she asked him how his week was, just small talk he was sure she did with all clients. Only he obviously didn’t know he was her one and only client.

“It was stressful but I’m used to it.”

“Oh? What do you do?”

“I’ll spare you the boring part, but basically I sit behind 3 computer screens all day and sometimes work at night too.”

He wasn’t sure how to proceed with small talk with a woman so beautiful in such an intimate setting but he figured he had nothing to lose.

“So how about you? You get a lot of clients on a daily or weekly basis?”

“Well sort of I guess.” She was glad he couldn’t see her blushing. “I don’t get a whole lot to be honest.”

“Well that’s messed up. I think you’re doing great, although I don’t have any frame of reference since this is my first time.”

“Let’s just say I’m very choosy about my clients Curtis.” She smiled as she continued to massage his feet, calves and hamstrings.

Her hands felt incredible on him. He’d never experienced such sensations in his life.

She would barely go above the towel line hoping to get a feel of his ass. She really wanted to take his towel off and see him naked.

He figured this was a normal thing, making sure the full length of the hamstrings were massaged.

“Curtis I’m going to start on your back, arms and shoulders now. Please excuse me if I’m in any uncomfortable positions and understand that I’ll need to work around you to get to all areas I want to rub. I mean areas that need attention, is that OK?”

“Yep you’re the boss.”

She smiled that smile that could have lit the room.

She made a point to run her finger from his wrist, all along the length of his arm and his shoulder as she walked past him.

She positioned herself at his head and leaned over to start working.

Her scent was indescribable. Pure eroticism.

She scratched his back with both hands and all 10 fingernails, up and down several times.

She asked, “This feel good honey…sorry I mean does this feel good Curtis?”

He moaned loud enough for her to hear.

“Amy I can’t even begin to tell you how incredible that feels. Your hands are amazing. So soft and warm.”

She smiled, taking pride in knowing he enjoyed her touch.

He was by no means an expert at small talk, or even having a general conversation with a woman to be honest. But he desperately wanted to keep talking to her, if for no other reason than to hear her voice.

He asked her, “Can I hire you as my personal private masseuse?”

She grinned and said, “I think I can make an arrangement for that,” and left it at that.

Her hands were soothing as she kneaded his muscles. As before, she would purposely go below the towel line.

As she moved and walked by his side, she purposely grabbed his towel and let it fall to the floor.

As quickly as it came off, she was profusely apologizing, “Oh Curtis I’m so sorry please forgive me. I’m a bit out of practice.” But she did get a good look at the merchandise.

She thought to herself, ” Oh yeah…very nice. Let’s kick things up a notch.”

As she fumbled with the towel, faking nervousness, taking longer than it should have to put it back in place, she ran her middle finger down the entire length between his ass cheeks.

His eyes went wide with a mental “What the…? That was…interesting.”

As she resumed massaging his lower back she said, “Curtis, I know this is new for you, but if you like, I can massage your butt. I don’t mean to sound forward, but it is a muscle.” She laughed a little, hoping to put him at ease. “It’s up to you.”

He was shocked of course. His mind raced as he struggled with an answer.

“Sure why not. I’m game for anything.”

She could have squealed with excitement as she removed his towel.

“OK great, I’ll need you to spread your legs so your feet are about shoulder width for me.”

He complied, now giving her a good unobstructed look at his balls.

She grinned as her plan started to come to fruition.

She got some oil and started rubbing and kneading his ass cheeks.

She thought he had a cute little butt and loved rubbing him.

She kneaded everywhere from his butt cheeks to his hamstrings, to his calves and feet for several minutes.

Risking another bold move, she quickly spread his cheeks, giving her a view of his asshole.

He didn’t budge, thinking maybe that was normal for a butt massage.

“Curtis can you raise your hips a little off the table for me? I need to get to the very top of your inner thighs and hamstrings. Believe it or not, that’s an area that can be particularly tense due to a lot of sitting all day. I also see other areas that I want to touch. I mean…sorry…areas that probably need attention.

Are you OK with me rubbing, sorry I mean massaging the top of your inner thighs?”

“Yep I’m good. You’re the expert.”

He didn’t question why, he just did as she requested. He raised up a few inches and felt his balls raise up off the table.

He felt completely vulnerable at this point, yet completely at ease with her. He trusted her 100%.

His ass cheeks were nearly wide open for her as his balls were in clear view a few inches above the table.

She bit her lower lip and whispered, “Oh my God, yes.”

But he definitely heard her!

She felt her face turn red when she realized she’d said that out loud.

His eyes went wide when he heard her say that. He wondered to himself, “What was she seeing? My ass and balls? Was she really saying that about me and the position she has me in?”

She cleared her throat, stuttering to reply with the sight before her and his willingness to comply, “Yes, Curtis that’s um…perfect. I just uh…need some space for my hands to get to a few areas. Are you still OK? Can I get you anything?”

“I can’t describe it. I wish I had the words.”

She smiled.

She now had a completely unobstructed view of his balls as they hung right in front of her.

She kept massaging his ass, purposely making movements causing his balls to move.

Figuring he had nothing to lose, he caused his balls to slowly move up and down a few times.

With her eyes watching, she saw his balls move. Her eyes widened as she gasped loud enough for him to hear.

“Amy, are you OK? Is something wrong?”

She cleared her throat and stuttered a response, “Oh um yes Curtis. I mean no. Everything looks wonderful. Shit. I mean yes I’m fine. Will you excuse me for a minute?”

“Yeah of course, take your time, do what you need to do.”

She went into the bathroom and closed the door.

She was a little frustrated since she was supposed to be in control of this situation.

Her mind wandered, “Is he fucking with me? Could he be aware of what’s going on? His balls just moved up and down on their own. Or was that some sort of reflexive response to where I’m touching him? Or just going along with whatever I tell him to do?”

She pulled her pants down to her knees and sure enough there was a wet spot. She was turned on to the point where her wetness had seeped through her panties.

She checked her hair/makeup in the mirror and said, “Oh well, whatever. I’ll be out of these things here shortly anyway.”

She opened the door, feeling not so flustered after a quick break.

He asked her, “Is everything OK?”

She sighed and smiled, “Oh yeah, no biggie. I’ll be OK here in a bit.”

He wasn’t sure what that meant but was ready for her to resume her wonderful work she was doing.

“OK, I think you’re doing some amazing things Amy. Relaxing yet energizing at the same time if that makes sense.”

Since a man’s balls are actually attached at the top of his inner thighs, there was no way she could massage that area without actually touching his balls.

She put her thumbs within mere millimeters of his balls as she worked on the area of his inner thighs.

Which is exactly why she rubbed that area for a few minutes.

She used her thumbs to push inward at the top of his ball sack, causing his cock to swell.

As she rubbed along the top of his inner thigh, his balls would make full contact with the back of her hands, dragging along with her hand as she moved.

She would use one hand between his balls and leg with the other squeezing his hamstring. She did this so when she moved the hand close to his balls, they would jiggle in the sexiest way.

She whispered, “That feel good baby? Shit…I mean Curtis does this feel good?”

His breathing was becoming heavier as he replied, “Yes Amy it’s incredible.”

“Curtis I’m only doing a good job if every part of you is relaxed. Are you relaxed all over sweetie…I mean Curtis?”

He smiled at that and thought, “Sweetie huh? Hmmm..OK.”

He answered her, “I’ll put it this way, most of me is relaxed Amy. It’s wonderful, thank you so much.”

She smiled and thought to herself, “Most of you is relaxed? Don’t worry baby, I’m gonna make sure that the part of you that isn’t relaxed stays that way.”

She said, “Most of you? Care to share which part of you isn’t relaxed? Maybe I can help. Is it an area I can reach while you lay like this?”

He said, “Well, not really. It’s fine really.”

She smirked as she kept grazing his balls the entire time. She knew exactly what part of him wasn’t “relaxed.”

At this point, yes, his cock was not relaxed. He was rock hard and dripping pre-cum on the table.

Taking things further yet, she was ready to be bolder.

As she was mere millimeters from his balls, she ran a thumb over a spot between his asshole and balls and paused ever so briefly to rub and push on it.

He gasped as the head of his cock swelled.

His mind whirled. He thought, “Oh fuck. That was no accident. She did that on purpose. And mother fucker did that feel good. Do I say anything? What on earth would I say?”

She knew it had the effect she wanted. “Still doing OK Curtis? Are you feeling good? You tell me if anything makes you uncomfortable OK?”

He cleared his throat, “Yes. This is amazing. I can’t describe how good it feels Amy.”

She smiled from ear to ear.

In that sweet, sexy voice of hers she said, “Good that makes me happy. I’m enjoying it too. Curtis I must say, you uh, you have a really nice butt. And well, to be perfectly honest Curtis, I’m seeing some other parts of you that are very nice. Really nice. Does it feel good when I rub you like this?”

He was in completely uncharted territory here. This amazing beautiful woman, in no uncertain terms, just told him she liked his ass and his balls. How do you respond to that?

She did it again. She rubbed and pushed on that spot and this time ran her thumb over his asshole and rubbed a quick gentle circle.

He gasped again, loudly this time and said, “Oh fuck. Yes Amy. Yes, that feels really good.”

She smiled as her plan was progressing just as she’d hoped.

Taking another chance, she held his cheeks open and positioned her mouth about a foot over his asshole.

She worked up a good gob of spit and let it drip from her lips to his asshole.

He definitely heard it and wondered what she was doing.

She watched it drip to his balls.

“Oh fuck me that’s hot” She whispered, which he heard her say.

He could tell she did something, his asshole was really slippery as she rubbed it.

She resumed rubbing his asshole with her thumb, this time she wasn’t bashful about it. She did it again and again, each time lasting a bit longer than the other.

“You like this Curtis? This feel good to you?”

He was on another plane of existence and struggled to answer, ” Oh God yes. Please don’t stop.”

She thought to herself, “Oh lover I’m just getting started.”

She told him, “Oh I won’t. I’m enjoying this too, believe me.”

Using both hands, she pushed on the spot between his asshole and balls, while simultaneously rubbing his asshole, basically letting him know this was no accident and she was in control.

She ran several circles around over and over.

She fought the urge to just dive in and start sucking his balls from behind like that.

“Fuck,” she thought, “that would be amazing!” She clamped her legs shut at the thought.

Finally, she took another bold move and kept her thumb circling his asshole as she grabbed both balls and gently pulled down.

She loved how his sack felt in her hand. The skin was so soft and smooth.

He gasped again as his hips thrust backwards to meet her.

Her eyes widened with pleasure as she grinned. She knew exactly the effect it was having on him.

His balls still being wet, she got bolder still and used her nails to scratch around his asshole and down his balls.

This felt incredible to him.

She ran her nails all over his asshole and balls, over and over.

She so badly wanted to reach under him and grab his cock and jack it but held off.

She wanted to gnaw and suck and nibble his ass cheeks right near his asshole and scratch his balls at the same time.

It wasn’t time for that yet.

She had a suspicion that his dick was hard by now, since she didn’t see it dangling. She smirked at the thought of flipping him over just to see his reaction.

And of course to get a good look at his dick again.

“Patience girl,” she told herself. “It’s almost time.”

He was in a state of disbelief and euphoria at the same time. He wasn’t sure what was happening but he sure didn’t want her to stop.

He finally realized this was no ordinary massage and had taken a turn to an encounter of a sexual nature.

A sexual fantasy is more like it. Fantasies he didn’t know he had!

The sensations were incredible to say the least.

Acting like what she’d just done to him was no big deal, she stopped and walked over to the cart, bumping it harder than intended.

Or so it seemed.

A few of the bottles of oil spilled and made a mess on her pants and top.

“Oh shit Curtis I’m so sorry. Dang it I was afraid this would happen. Will you excuse me for a minute?”

Instinctively he rolled over and jumped off the table to help her.

“Oh crap, are you alright? Yes of course go do whatever you need to.”

Though she had just done some very intimate things of a purely sexual nature to him earlier, he didn’t know she’d already seen him fully naked but at that moment he didn’t care that he was uncovered as he offered to help.

His cock was not limp by any standard.

She gasped as she looked down at his cock, the tip wet from pre-cum. It was bobbing up and down, swinging side to side.

He suddenly realized what he’d just done and gasped himself.

“Oh shit Amy now I’m the one who’s sorry.”

He quickly clamored to grab his towel and cover up, despite no easy way to cover his near hard cock.

He sat up on the table, his towel now in his lap but still looking like a tent, smiled and embarrassingly said, “Well…hehe…I guess you can see, you have a captive audience. I’m not going anywhere.”

She didn’t know how to respond.

Not being able to take her eyes off his towel now, she shook her head and shot him a smile, mocking her own embarrassment, which she was not embarrassed at all, “Oh my Curtis…I just um…wow. Ahem…I uh…yes Curtis I’m OK thank you, I’m so sorry. Yeah I’m fine…just…uh…clumsy. I’ll be right back.”

She hurried to the bathroom, thinking to herself, “Oh my God oh my God oh my God what the fuck just happened? His dick is beautiful…and that pre-cum…Fuck…he’s got me flustered. I hope he’s not too embarrassed or scared off.”

She went into the bathroom and closed the door.

While she was gone he tried to reconcile what had just happened.

He thought to himself, “Well no sense in being all coy and shit now, she knows I’m really turned on but what did she expect after everything she did to me earlier?”

Was this “one of those situations” he’d only read about? He didn’t want to even imagine how far it would go, since up to this point it was incredible.

He figured it best to drop the incident and act like it didn’t happen.

He hoped he didn’t cross some sort of line with her as fast as she ran to the bathroom.

He figured she’d come back out in a fresh set of scrubs.

Despite being immensely turned on, she was gone just long enough for his cock to start coming down. It reached maybe 1/4 erect when the bathroom door opened.

Her guess at the timing was perfect. She now had the next phase ready and didn’t want him fully hard for her next act.

When she came out, she didn’t have a fresh set of scrubs on.

She opened the door to the massage area and walked back to him wearing nothing but a very sexy white and blue flowered bra, matching thong panties, bare feet and a beaming smile from ear to ear.

He watched her walk to the main door to the room and lock it.

He didn’t say a word. He was too busy watching her and loved every part of her that jiggled when she walked.

He wondered if this was building up to what he could only fantasize about.

She had every next move planned.

He thought she looked amazing in semi baggy scrubs.

Seeing her now, like this, his mouth actually dropped open in awe.

Judging by her demeanor she wasn’t bringing it up either.

“Well Curtis there weren’t any clean scrubs in there. Do you mind me staying like this for your visit?

Plus this way, my scrubs won’t be binding up when I might need to reach certain areas. OK with you?”

She laughed and said, “At least I won’t be messing up any more scrubs!”

He loved her laugh. He loved how the top of her nose wrinkled when she laughed or smiled.

Was there anything about her that he didn’t find completely mesmerizing?

His voice cracked, as he cleared his throat and very nervously said, “Um no Amy. I don’t mind at all. You look…amazing. Very sexy if say so myself. Wow.”

He was definitely staring, completely ogling her and she didn’t mind at all.

She grinned, knowing her plan was unfolding just as she’d hoped.

She moved to stand at his head and reached to start on his back, leaning over him. He was nearly paralyzed with anxiety over how he should act, especially with what had transpired a few minutes ago.

She touched him in places and ways he’d never been touched.

He was caught between being extremely turned on and extremely anxious.

He could see the lines of her panties and could just make out that there didn’t seem to be any evidence of pubic hair.

Was she completely shaven?

He started to think he might actually get to find out.

Her scent intoxicated him.

The way she moved, taunting him.

“OK Curtis let’s flip over now, I’ll turn around so you can do that and cover below your belt line. Um…well, that is….only if you want me to turn around.”

She nervously bit her lower lip, anxious in his response to her just coming out with it.

His mind raced. Did she just say what he thought she said? Did he hear that right?

He mustered as much confidence as he could, “No Amy, I don’t think you need to turn around at this point. I have nothing to hide.”

If she could have, she would have thrown a fist in the air in victory. But mentally she was thrilled and shot him another one of those smiles.

He scooted back and got into a position where he was on his knees, facing her, completely uncovered.

Her eyes instantly shot to his cock, happy to see he was still aroused. She caught herself staring and moved her eyes to look him in the eye as he watched her reaction.

He saw that she was staring at his cock. He twisted his body as he reached for the towel, making his cock swing back and forth and bob up and down.

Her eyes widened in amazement.

Oh fuck how she wanted to grab him right then and there.

Right then, in her mind, she envisioned herself walking to the table, grabbing him by the hip with one hand and sucking and stroking him with the other in wild abandonment.

She shook her head to come back to reality.

She smiled and gave him a wink. He gave her a sly grin.

Their gaze into one another’s eyes seemed to last an eternity.

It was at that point he realized just what was happening and had been happening all along.

He felt relieved and was ready to take part in this fantasy.

He laid on his back and covered up with the towel, though he wondered what the point was but did it anyway.

Needless to say the towel did not lie flat.

She moved to his feet to massage them and the front of his calves and thighs. Her hands were soft and soothing yet erotic at the same time.

His mind raced trying to process all of it, while also enjoying her manipulations.

She would bend over, showing him some incredible cleavage. Damn this girl had some tits on her.

He felt his cock responding again to the sexy situation. Mentally he told himself, “OK, here we go. No sense in holding back now!”

The song “Keeper of the Stars” came on in the background. He heard her start to hum along as she continued her magic.

Her hands worked their way up his thighs. “Curtis please tell me if I make you uncomfortable.”

Uncomfortable? Here was this incredible, beautiful woman giving him attention like he’d never had in his life. She’d touched him in places and ways he’d never been touched before.

He thought to himself, “Lady not 15 minutes ago you had me in a position I’d never been in in my entire life. You were repeatedly rubbing my asshole and my balls. And you saw my almost hard cock with pre-cum on the tip.”

He didn’t want it to end as he said, “Uncomfortable? I think we’re past that point, don’t you? Actually I think you’re pretty amazing. In fact I think you’re one awesome lady Amy.”

He didn’t know it but that made her blush. An awesome lady? Now that’s a compliment she’d never heard in her life.

Her fingers would gently breach the barrier of his towel, causing him to gasp as it took his breath away.

His cock continued to grow as he threw all anxiety and self doubt out the window.

She grinned as she continued to hum. She knew exactly what she was doing.

She moved to stand behind his head to massage his chest, neck and shoulders.

Her little ponytail hung down over his face. He finally got a good look at what was on the end of it. It was a little gold panda.

She massaged his temples, looking down at him and smiling, her hair draping over him.

He felt himself falling deeper into a state of euphoria he’d never experienced.

She leaned over him, her tits right above his face. They shook and jiggled as she moved above him.

He could tell her nipples were hard. He resisted the urge to stick his tongue out to feel them.

She was that close to his mouth.

As she moved, he noticed one of her tits was starting to spill out, giving him just a glimpse of their fullness.

The top edge of one cup was now below her areola. She knew it and wanted him to see it.

She raised up a bit so he could get a good look and sure enough he did.

His cock surged.

Things were about to go wide open in every way.

She was getting wetter by the second.

She pushed her finger tips below the towel line, each time going farther.

She felt a patch of pubic hair and knew she had to be close to the base of his cock.

Before pulling her hand from under the towel she scraped her fingernails through the patch of hair.

She’d had enough.

All of a sudden, she grabbed his cock with one hand and pulled the towel off with the other, dropping it on the floor.

His hard cock in her hand, she looked at him and said, “Well well well Curtis…oh my…what have we here?”

She joked with him, “Are you happy to see me or are you really happy to see me?”

She stroked him a few times up and down, giving him a sly smirk.

“How long have you been on to me?”

He smiled and said, “Oh ever since you had me spread my legs and raise my hips up off the table. I have to tell you right now I’m in a constant state of, shall I say, euphoric arousal. All thanks to you.”

She continued to stroke him.

“Why did you let me do all those things I did to you? I sure hope you don’t think this is a normal occurrence around here. And this is definitely not how I am with someone I just met. I felt something that drew me to you when I saw your pictures.”

She laughed out loud and said, “Cause you know, I just don’t go around rubbing random guys assholes Curtis. But I sure did like rubbing yours,” as she gave him a wink, still stroking his cock.

As she stroked hum, she would intently let her fingers bump up against the ridge of the head and occasionally run her index finger over the top and over the hole, getting pre-cum all over her finger.

As he answered her, she would use her finger to scoop up pre-cum, then suck her finger…her eyes wide open with lust as she looked at him.

“Amy you were doing things to me that I’d never experienced in my life. I figured there was something special going on and was really enjoying myself! I can’t describe how good it felt. And I’m so glad to be something special to you too.”

She kept her hand on his cock as she reached for the stool with the other. She sat down next to his head, leaned over and whispered to him…

As if she were playing hide & seek with him, calling his name, she said, “Cuuuuurtis. Oh Cuuuuurtissss. We have a situation here. What should we do about this?”

Watching her with his cock in one hand and running her fingers through that patch of hair, sometimes scratching, his state of arousal kept rising if that was even possible.

She mockingly pointed a finger at him as she continued to stroke, “Curtis. You are a very bad bad boy. Are you saying I made your dick this hard? Your dick is really hard Curtis. If that’s what you’re telling me, then it’s up to me to do something about it.”

She stood up and leaned over at his waist, her face mere inches from his cock, her hair all over him.

“Look at your dick Curtis. It’s throbbing. And I must say it’s a lot bigger than when you let me see it earlier.”

She walked around to where his head was, sat down on the stool and put her lips against his ear.

She put one arm down the length of his chest and scratched up and down as if to claim her property and softly licked his ear and kissed the side of his neck and whispered, “I was really hoping this would happen. Thank you Curtis. Let’s have some fun.”

She kept her lips against his ear, teasing him.

“Curtis Curtis Curtis. I just don’t know what to do about this. I had no idea your dick would be so nice. Your picture in your underwear didn’t do you justice. I also see we have a pre-cum issue going on. The tip of your cock is very wet and dripping. You’re obviously very turned on. Do I turn you on Curtis?”

“Yes. Oh fuck yes you turn me on Amy.”

“Get up. Sit at the edge of the table and spread your legs.”

She wheeled the stool into position to be between his legs.

She started running a finger around his balls. She ran a finger from bottom to top of his cock, running a finger in circles around the head.

“Im gonna admire this dick of yours for a few minutes. I want you to tell me exactly how it is that I turn you on.”

He did as instructed, his hard on pointing straight up, pre-cum running over the tip and down the head.

Never before had his dick felt so huge.

He was indeed immensely turned on.

She grabbed his cock at the base and started wiggling it.

She slid her hand up and down the shaft, letting her fingers bump up against and lide over the ridge of the head. Over and over.

“Look at this fucking dick. My goodness. What should I do with it?

Oh wait I know!”

With that she broke her gaze on his cock and looked him in the eye.

“Curtis…I’m gonna suck your fucking dick. And you’re going to watch me. I’m sure you’ve had your dick sucked before but I’m going to make you forget all about those other times.

I’m gonna slowly stroke it, while my tongue flicks this beautiful head.

I’m gonna get every inch of this fucking dick dripping wet and slap and rub my nipples with it.

I’m gonna get this fucking dick so wet that my spit is gonna drip down your balls and to this table.

And finally, (she gripped it with both hands, one on top of the other) you’re gonna fill my pussy with every inch of this fucking dick I can handle.

And once I’m used to it, and you’re balls deep inside me, we’re gonna make love and I’m gonna come all over this fine fucking dick.

How’s that sound Curtis? OK start talking. How do I turn you on?” Before she would let him respond, her eyes went wide and said, “Oh and lastly, from now on this is MY fucking dick. You got me? Mine. And it will be the only dick I’ll have. The only fucking dick I want from now on.”

“Yes I got you. All yours. It’s your smile, your voice, your eyes, your hands, your body, your hair, that little pony tail, the way you touch me, your cute little feet, how you walk. How you smell. I can’t wait to taste your pussy Amy. Everything about you turns me on. Everything you just said you’re gonna do to me…oh fuck Amy I’m so fucking hot for you right now.”

She smiled at him.

“Look at all this pre-cum coming out of you. Can you tense up for me and make more pre-cum come out?”

She let go of his cock and put her face right near his cock to see up close, looking up at him.

He tensed up, making the head swell as the drop of pre-cum got larger.

“That’s it baby, keep tensing up like that. Wow look at that! I love seeing the head swell. And look how it moves when you tense up and release.”

She put a hand under his balls and pushed, making the head swell even more.

“Curtis when your sweet precious pre-cum drips over the head and starts dripping down your shaft I have a surprise for you. Yes Curtis just like that. This is so sexy baby. You’re doing great, just a few more times for me sweetie.”

After several more tensions and releases, the pre-cum dripped from the head on to his shaft.

Seeing this, she grabbed his cock at the base and gently milked upwards. Even more pre-cum oozed out.

She licked from the bottom of his shaft to the top, then barely put her lips on the tip and slurped the gob of pre-cum she’d just milked out.

She stood up, and kissed him.

He moaned as their tongues entwined like crazy, the pre-cum moving from her mouth to his and back and forth. It was very erotic.

She was sucking his tongue and licking his lips.

“I knew you would taste good Curtis. I just knew it.”

She sat back down on the stool.

She took the end of that little pony tail and ran it around the head of his cock. She used it like a paintbrush going up and down the length, over and around his balls.

She wrapped the pony tail around the base of his cock.

She positioned her mouth over his cock, licked her lips and opened wide.

She pulled back.

“Wait. Are you sure this dick is all mine? I can have every beautiful inch of your hardness Curtis? I promise to take very good care of you. Just making sure you won’t be showing or using this dick with no other women from here on out. You tell me and I’ll pick up where I was about to go.”

“Yes Amy yes. It’s all yours. I’m all yours. All of me. Inside and out I’m yours and yours alone. No one else’s.”

“Thank you, lover. I’ve been aching for you Curtis.”

She repositioned her mouth over the head, licked her lips, opened wide and went down as deep as she could.

He was almost delirious as he watched his cock disappear into her mouth.

He felt and heard his cock hit the back of her throat. She pushed a bit further to make sure he was good and deep.

His breathing intensified as he waited for her perfect lips to close around him.

She held him there as she reached with her hand and grabbed under his balls and pushed up, making his cock super hard.

Finally, she clamped down and sucked hard as she pulled up.

“OH…MY…FUCK!!!” his mind and body screamed.

It was incredible. The feeling. The sight. Truly beautiful as he watched her cheeks hollowing on every upstroke.

He moved her hair with both hands so only her ponytail was hanging. He had her hair all wrapped up in his hands as she continued to bob up and down.

She got into a glorious rhythm, sucking his cock with her eyes locked to his.

She momentarily pulled off, “Alexa, drop in on the front desk. Janet, are there any other clients in the building right now?”

She quickly jammed her mouth down and back up, causing him to audibly gasp loud enough for Janet to hear.

As Janet was answering, she slid her mouth over his cock and gave him a wink.

“No ma’am and only 2 later this afternoon. Is everything OK there with your client?”

She bobbed up and down a few times, sucking hard, then popped her mouth off his cock with an audible “pop”.

She gnawed and nibbled on the head as she responded to Janet. She hoped it wasn’t too obvious she was talking with something in her mouth.

“OK thanks Janet. Cancel those appointments…(licks his cock bottom to top) and you’re free to take the rest of the day off…(flicks her tongue over and into the hole) be sure to…(nibbles the head) lock the door on your way out please. And yes my client…(takes another quick, deep hard suck) is doing juuuust fine.”

Then she put just the head in her mouth and sucked, he made the head swell. She’d never felt that before, causing her eyes to widen and softly squeal with excitement.

“Wow thank you Amy! I’ll be out of here in 5min. Are you sure you’re OK there? What was that sound?”

She popped her mouth off his cock, licked it from bottom to top and looked at him and smiled.

“Goodbye Janet, have a great rest of the day. Alexa dismiss!”

“Are you ready for more Curtis? Oh and thank you for the multiple orgasms the other day when I rubbed my clit at home looking at your pictures and imagining how I’d hoped today would go. It’s turning out just like I planned.”

He was blown away when she said that. She stood up and kissed him as she kept stroking him.

Their tongues entwined in a lustful kiss that only made their desire for one another stronger.

He was in another plane of existence as she moaned into his mouth.

He breathily said, “I sure hope you don’t do this with all your clients.”

She replied, “No my sex muffin, just you. I’ve never given a massage in my life until today. You’re my first and only.”

She backed off a few feet from him and put her thumbs in the waistband of her panties.

He said, “Wait honey, pull your panties to the side for me. Show me your pussy Amy. I know it’s going to be so sweet.”

She pulled her panties to the side, showing him her shaved little pussy. He got down off the table and knelt in front of her, grabbing her hips. He put his nose right between her pussy lips and breathed deep, inhaling her scent. She put a finger in her pussy, pulled it out and put it in his mouth.

He sucked her finger, looking up at her, driving her crazy.

Her eyes rolled back in her head as she bit her lower lip as he drove her insane by doing only what he’d done. And he hadn’t even touched her yet.

He stuck his tongue out and flicked the very top edge of her pussy lips, where they meet at the top.

She could only take a second or so of that before backing away, “OK OK OK OK…I can’t take that just yet Curtis!”

She turned around, bent over and shimmied out of her panties, wiggling her ass for him.

He loved the sight of her sweet ass jiggling as she stepped out of them and turned around to face him.

She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting it slide forward and fall to the floor.

“Do you like me Curtis?”

“Oh Amy, yes. Yes I do. Come here.”

She stepped to him as he moved to sit on the edge of the table with his legs hanging and cock pointing straight up.

They kissed as their hands roamed everywhere all over one another. He grabbed her hair as he kissed her hard as she stroked his cock.

She told him to lean back. He did and his cock looked absolutely massive as she licked her lips.

She said, “Alexa play Live Throwing Copper” as she grabbed his cock and stroked it.

He smiled as it was one of his all time favorite albums.

She stood between his legs as they kissed more. He sucked her nipples, which he found amazing and perfectly shaped and sized in his opinion. Her tits were beautiful. Her curves were perfect in his eyes.

She moaned in ecstasy as her clit tingled with every suck and pull of her nipples he did with his mouth.

When the song “Selling The Drama” came on, she resumed sucking his cock and started bobbing like a woman possessed.

She would alternate between cupping and cradling his balls and rubbing her tits, pinching her nipples and rubbing her pussy. She was wild and he loved every bit of it.

She stopped and turned around, rubbing her ass up and down his raging cock, reaching behind her and spreading her ass cheeks showing him her perfect little pussy.

There was a couch against one wall, he held her hand as he led her over to it.

He had to taste her. He had her lay back on the couch. “Get comfortable, it’s my turn,” he told her.

He kissed her neck, gently sucking as he brushed her nipples with the palms of his hands. She melted into him in every way, never having had this sort of attention paid to her.

He kissed his way down her chest, stomach and hips.

He kissed her outer pussy lips, making her gasp and shake her head in unbelievable pleasure. He inhaled deeply, “Amy you smell so good, I can’t wait to taste every bit of you.”

This drove her mad with lust as she grabbed the back of his head and ground her pussy into his mouth.

He licked between her pussy lips, just barely parting them. Damn did she ever taste good.

He used his mouth to completely open her up, his tongue diving into her pussy, fucking her with it.

She rubbed her tits as he watched her, turning him on even more if that was possible.

She breathed heavily as he continued his soft yet deliberate assault on her pussy. Her clit. Pussy lips, every delicious inch of her.

Her hips ground into his face as he kept lapping at her.

She was so primed from everything that had already happened, she took off like a rocket.

She started coming, “Oh shit…oh FUUUUCK Curtis I’m coming baby…don’t stop I’m coming oh fuck I’m coming…keep sucking my pussy!”

Her voice trailed off as wave after wave took over her senses.

She bucked like crazy, seemingly uncontrollably as she gave in to the throes of pleasure sweeping through her.

He came up to kiss her as she continued to come, their tongues going wild at one another.

“I need your cock in my mouth.”

He leaned back on his knees as she came forward and started sucking hard, bobbing up and down over and over. She was moaning, seemingly not getting enough of him in her mouth, nearly reaching the base before backing off and going down again.

She pulled her mouth off his cock, a trail of her spit stretching between his cock and her mouth as she stroked his cock and buried her nose in the patch of pubic hair above his cock.

She breathed in deep, “Oh fuck Curtis you smell like pure sex. I can’t wait for you to bury this dick in me.”

She went back to sucking him, getting his cock so wet her spit ran down his balls and onto the table.

She pulled her mouth off his cock, got on her back and spread her legs, “Make love to me Curtis. I want you inside me. She gently rubbed her outer pussy lips, taunting him. Come here lover.“

He positioned himself between her legs and kissed her as he gently slid into her waiting pussy.

She wiggled her hips as he went balls deep into her as they simultaneously sighed in ecstacy and smiled at one another.

She grabbed the sides of his face as their tongues entwined as he slowly and passionately pumped into her over and over.

She was incredibly wet as she met him thrust for thrust. Her eyes were wide open as she started to have orgasm after orgasm.

She put her arms above her head, he grabbed both hands, their fingers interlaced.

Their rhythm was perfect as she met him thrust for thrust.

His mind reeled as he beheld this beautiful woman as their eyes were locked to one another.

“Curtis are you gonna come for me?”

He kept pumping into her, “Yes lusciousness I’m about to come…can I come inside you?”

“Not in my pussy…not this time.. I want your cum in my mouth. I need to taste you…will you feed me your cum Curtis?”

He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. This incredibly beautiful woman wanted his cum in her mouth. His fantasies just kept coming true one after the other.

He pumped her a few more times before he felt that undeniable feeling welling up.

Through gritted teeth, as she sensed he was about to come, she said, “Curtis don’t you come in me you sexy mother fucker I want your cum in my mouth!”

That pushed him over the edge. He pulled from her sopping pussy and scrambled up to her mouth, her tongue out and wagging, waiting for the flood.

She looked up and smiled as he laid the head of his cock on her tongue and started jacking. First there was just a bit of cum, then, as he said, “Oh fuck baby here it comes here it comes Amy!”

She felt the flood of his hot cum bathe her tongue as she gulped him down, slurping his load as fast as he could pump it into her mouth.

When his contractions subsided, she gently sucked him as deep as she could to get every drop. She threw her head back and smiled as she swallowed the last bit of him down into her tummy.

She told him, “Lean back baby I’m not done sucking you off.”

She milked his cock from the bottom up, smiling as the cum came out and ran over the head.

She went deep and sucked, draining him dry.

His mind raced as she went down and back up several times, sucking perfectly.

He leaned down and kissed her just as passionately as before, her hand grabbing the back of his neck to keep him there.

“Thank you for feeding me Curtis.” She smiled, “I could get used to that. If you’ll have me. And only me. Will you?”

He smiled at her, “Yes. Yes. YES. You’re an amazing woman Amy. I adore everything about you.” He kissed her forehead. He kissed her nose. He kissed her mouth.

She looked up at him, “So can I pencil you in for tomorrow? And the next day? And the day after that? How about the day after that? And after that? How about next month? Next year? All future appointments starting tonight are private. At my house. Daily.”

He smiled from ear to ear as his eyes welled up, “Yes please put me down for a daily appointment. But use a Sharpie instead.”