MASSAGE
The end of another long day at work. Summer can’t get here fast enough. Yes, I’m a teacher and I’m getting burned out. Do not get me wrong. I love teaching and I can teach my favorite subject, history, but kids these days don’t want to learn about the past so they can understand what shaped our world today.
I have been a history buff since learning about my own family history. How we came to this country, where we settled, and who died to help build this country. Then I started studying all about history and eventually got a BA and then a MA. I thought about a PhD, but I would have to give it too much time. I had a fiancee and we wanted to start our life together.
I’m finally home and I walk to the front door. I put the key in the door and turn around, but it won’t open. My fiancee left the latch locked. She does this when she’s home alone, just to be safe. I knock on the door to let him know I’m home. The door opens and there is my girl in a little silk robe that barely covers her bottom.
– Welcome to Rising Sun Spa, she says. You arrived on time for your appointment. This way, please. You can put your briefcase and coat on this chair.
I do as she says and follow her down the hall of our house to the spare bedroom. It has been decorated and has new furniture since I last looked. It’s a small table with towels and bottles of massage oils, a set of iPhone speakers, and finally a massage table with a sheet on it.
– Please take off all your clothes and climb under the sheet. I’ll give you a few moments.
With that he turned on some relaxing music and went outside.
I was still trying to figure out what her game was. We played all kinds of games. When we first started exploring, we loved the 24/7 relationship, but we kept the beginning of it until the summer, which was a few months away. After removing my clothes, I climbed onto the table, face down under the sheet. After a few minutes, he returned. I turned my head to look at her and she was starting to remove her short robe, standing in a purple bra and panties. He knows purple is my favorite color.
– My name is Sandra. I will be your masseuse today. Should I work harder on any part of your body?
I wanted to tell him that I was currently stretching what I wanted him to work on, but I just mentioned that my right shoulder was unusually sore. I must say I was suffering from mild arthritis.
“Sandra” rearranged the sheet a bit and then poured oil on my back. God I loved her touch. She was rubbing her hands over my back to work out any knots she could find. Then it started on my right shoulder.
– Wow. You have a lot of tension in your shoulder. do you do sports
I replied that I haven’t done it in a long time since a certain woman came into my life.
As she worked from my head to my toes, I started to nod off a bit. I was getting a relaxing massage from the woman I love. My day couldn’t be better.
I started to feel her tugging at the sheet.
– Time to go back.
I turned and looked up at the beautiful sight of my completely naked fiancee.
– When did he take off the rest of his clothes? I thought.
– I was very warm in my clothes, so I decided to take them off. You seem like a nice guy, please don’t tell management.
I just shook my head, wondering what else it was, I couldn’t say “management”. Then, looking down, I see the little tent my penis was making. I’m sure she saw it too.
After he sat down, he took my hand and took it off the table. Suddenly, I felt a handcuff wrapped around my wrist. I opened my eyes and saw his smiling face. She walked around to the other side and did the same with the other wrist.
– Sometimes we use them when a client is facing up when it looks like they might try something.
I simply chuckled:
– Yes, well, I thought.
“Sandra” gets on the table and kneels between my legs and pours more oil over her chest. Then he started crawling over me, making us both slippery. My penis meanwhile became hard as a rock. My girl repositions and places my cock between her ample breasts and begins to slide up and down, rubbing me. I groan with pleasure.
Feeling my build up “Sandra” stops and moves so that her back is to me and her ass is resting on my cock. Like that won’t push me over the edge. Taking the oil, he reaches behind her and pours it over her gorgeous ass, including a generous amount between her buttocks.
The best way to describe what happened next is that we had a lap dance without music. She was grinding my penis between my buttocks so hard that I thought I was going to have burn marks on my penis.
Reaching behind her, she grabs my cock and directs it towards her ass. Going down, I hear her moan. When she hits the base of my cock, she sits and moves her bottom a little. Slowly, it begins to move up and down, almost coming out completely and coming back down.
I was in a state of shock, hardness and lust, but there was nothing I could do since my hands were handcuffed under the massage table. I tried to push with my hips, but that strained my arms a bit, so I sat back to watch and enjoy. Now I have to say that my fiancee has a gorgeous ass and she knows how to use it to turn me on, but watching my cock go in and out was amazing to say the least.
“Sandra” began to speed up and moan harder on her way to an orgasm and I wasn’t far behind. Finally, she stood up, paused, and slowly took me back, practically trying to push me across the table. That was enough to send my sperm shooting up her ass. “Sandra” started shaking all over and moaning. She had what she calls the body shaking orgasm, where her whole body shakes so much that she can’t verbalize it.
After a few minutes of lying on my stomach, she gets down and starts cleaning me with a towel. She frees my wrists from the handcuffs and I rub my arms trying to get some blood flowing.
– Well sir, I hope you enjoyed your massage. Once you get dressed, we meet you at the door to pay for your session.
I got dressed and went to the front door where she was waiting for me.
– What is the bill? I’m asking.
– $100 and a promise not to tell management.
– It’s done, I told him and handed him 150 dollars from my wallet. Here is a little extra.
His eyes lit up:
– Thank you very much.
I grabbed my coat and briefcase and headed out the door. I called her on her phone, but it went to voicemail.
– Hey honey, I’m sorry I’m late, but I stopped for a massage. I’ll be home in a few minutes.
I waited by my car for about 5 minutes and then went back into the house.
– I have arrived, I shout.
– I’m coming now, I hear her screaming from behind.
My fiancee walks in the door wearing yoga pants and a t-shirt.
– I just received your message. how was your massage
– Incredible. I wish I had found that place sooner.
