Ravishing massage
Knock Knock.
I’m standing in front of your door, fidgeting from side to side, my heart pounding in my chest. I’ve been offering to give you a massage for three years, and your sore, stiff back finally convinced you to accept. I know you’re excited too, and I hope I can keep my libido up long enough to make this a relaxing experience for both of us.
I hear you approach the door and you pause before opening it. I wonder if you’re as excited as I am, but I’m glad you’re finally giving me the chance to give you this gift.
The door opens and your smile knocks me back. Your head drops and you take a step back, welcoming me into your home. I take my massage table and go inside.
– Would you like something to drink?
– I’d like a glass of water, thanks.
I try to keep my emotions at bay. This should be about relaxation after all. I know that when I finally start the massage, everything will be fine, but for now it seems that my breathing is out of control and I’m probably fifty shades of red. The cold water soothes my throat and I feel my heat begin to dissipate. I can do this… I can do this… I know I can do this… just breathe. I take a deep breath and feel my body begin to relax.
You’re leaning against the counter, arms crossed, looking at me… I’m sure I’m wondering what a bad idea this is and what the hell were you thinking? I look into your eyes and smile.
– Let’s begin?
I have a small list of questions related to medical conditions, allergies and more. I go back to the times when this situation was common for me and I feel more relaxed.
Soon the table is set and I head to the bathroom, leaving you to undress and settle between the sheets. I know you’re not sure about this yet, but I’m confident you’ll soon begin to relax.
In the bathroom, I take off my shoes, socks and sweater, wash myself and try to calm my last nervous energy. I fill the sink with hot water and let the bottle of lavender scented oil heat up.
Deep breath, deep stretch, I warm my hands, look at my reflection in the mirror and smile. I allow the warm glow within me to radiate. I’m ready.
– Are you ready?
A muffled sound comes from the table. You’re face down waiting for me. I turn on the music I prepared on my laptop and walk to the head of the table. Finally, my hands rest on your shoulders, only the sheet separates us.
– I will start slowly and with light pressure.
With my hands still on your tense shoulders, I close my eyes and feel your breathing, synchronizing mine with yours.
– Take a deep breath and let it out slowly.
I fold the sheet up to my waist, pour some warm oil on my hands and slide them down with a firm stroke from my neck as far as I can go. My fingers slide over your skin, feeling the tense places… to the waist, to the back of the neck. I breathe with you and let my hands explore your back, finding all the places where you hold tension. A knot here and there eases with a little more pressure. Moving down my shoulders and arms, releasing the tension through my hands, my body slowly begins to relax, my breathing becoming deeper and slower. My mind, breath and hands synchronize with your body, the scent of lavender washes over me and relaxes us both even more.
– How are you feeling? Is the pressure ok?
– It feels really good, but you can go deeper.
– Ok…let me know if it’s too much.
Now I go back to some of the knots, pressing a little deeper. Holding, breathing and feeling the release. Long, deep movements along the spine. They stretch your shoulders and neck muscles.
– mmmm…
I move next to you, hands keeping contact with your body, going lower. Moving the sheet, I expose your right leg and back. I wasn’t sure if you still trusted me enough to go without your boxers and I smile to see your bare skin. My hands continue their journey along your body, long strokes from thigh to shoulder, finding your tension and resolving it. I lose myself in the process, focusing completely on the muscles beneath the skin… assessing… releasing… breathing. I cover the right side and move to the left, my hands do not leave your body. You are deeply relaxed now and almost asleep.
Before we know it, half an hour has passed and I’m ready to get back to you. I stand next to you, holding the sheet between my body and the table, lifting the far side a little and guiding you to turn. You’re still a little sleepy and slow moving, but soon you’re sitting back.
Checking with you again, I ask:
– How are you feeling?
And here I make my mistake.
I look into your sleeping eyes and I’m lost. Your voice is low and sexy and rough with sleep and you smile and tell me you feel great. I’m flooded with warm honey, the air between us thickens with desire. I’m trying to stay calm, but I think you feel the energy change and you’re looking at me more closely.
– Close your eyes.
I go down to your feet, finding the right one and after anointing my hands again, I start massaging it. You’re still relaxed, but now there’s a different vibe to my touch. I slowly move up your leg, revealing you as I go. I’m trying so hard to keep my focus on the muscles, but the feel of your skin, the hair on your legs, and the shortness of breath when I reach your thigh all combine to distract me.
Our breathing becomes shallower and there is movement under the sheets that I try to avoid. I tuck the sheet tightly between your thighs and spread your legs slightly. I take more oil and continue with long, slow strokes from knee to hip. The soft hollow of your hip distracts me and I notice too late to avoid my hand touching the length of your cock. A soft moan, I don’t know if it was you or me, but I notice your hands grip the bottom sheet and your eyes are narrowed. The air around us sizzles with a new kind of energy.
I work a little more on the right thigh before covering that side and moving on to the other. I take a deep breath and start on your left leg. I move a little faster on my left leg, hoping to return to that gentle state of relaxation from earlier, but once again the soft hollow of your hip beckons me to linger. Now there’s an impressive bulge under the sheet and it’s harder to ignore, but I make a valiant attempt.
By now my own body was starting to distract me. I feel the skin around my nipples tighten and tighten my thighs. A heat rises from me and my throat becomes very dry. With a sigh, I finish the lower half of your body, put the sheet on and reach for the nearby glass of water. I am refreshed by the coolness and rise above your head. Taking a seat, I place my hands on your shoulders, take a deep breath and force myself to relax. A little reprieve from the sexual tension develops as I work the deep muscles around my shoulders and neck. I can feel your even breathing and your hands clenching, and even though my cock is still throbbing, we both manage to ignore it for a while longer.
Now I work around your jawline and identify pressure points around your face. My fingers touch your lips, around your ears and finish around your scalp. I quickly rub my hands together to create intense heat and place them over my eyes. Closing my eyes, I rest here for a minute… breathing with you… letting the warmth of my hands flow through you. Letting my hands finally fall to the table, I leave you with a kiss on the forehead.
– Thank you, I whisper and run to the bathroom. As I close the door behind me, I sink down and rest my head on my arms, grateful that I was able to keep my promise and do it without molesting you.
But I was close. So delicious up close.
