Julia continues her story:
So my year of being a English nanny in America was over. I had some incredible experiences, and fell in love with a woman. Back in the UK, and feeling cold. I'd saved enough money to pay a years rent in advance and Des and Sharron gave me a very generous bonus. I found a nice flat and quickly settled in.
I was feeling slightly down, and needed something to do. I saw an advert in the local shop window, a man looking for a female singer to start a musical duo. I had some experience before, and was a decent vocalist. So I gave him a ring. His name was Robert, but he said call me Bob. I arranged to meet him the following day at his. He sounded really nice on the phone. I arrived and he made a coffee for us both. He was very good looking and charming. I sang a couple of songs for him, and he said I had a gorgeous voice. He was a brilliant guitarist. We got on really well and chose forty songs for our set lists.
Our first gig was just six weeks time, so we rehearsed five days a week spending six hours a day together.
FROM HERE I, BOB, TAKE UP THE STORY:
I was pleasantly surprised when I met Julia. She was stunningly beautiful. Five foot four, long blonde hair trim figure, piercing blue eyes and a lovely warm personality. As the rehearsal days went by, her clothes became bit by bit a little more revealing. After a couple of weeks I knew I was getting more attracted to her. When she went home, I'd get on my bed, strip naked and have a wank while imagining it was Julia tossing me off.
From conversations we'd had, she didn't currently have a boyfriend. I didn't have a girlfriend but had a FWB called Sally. Occasionally Sally would ring up and say, I need a fuck, and we'd get together for a couple of hours, but she was married, and had no intention of leaving her husband.
But I screwed that up. Sally had come round, and we had our normal frantic fucking session. As we cuddled up to each other after, she murmured, thank you Bob, and without thinking I said, all my pleasure Julia.
Well, that was it, she jumped off the bed, got dressed and said, so now you're fucking your singer. I tried to explain it was a slip of the tongue, but she didn't want to hear, and slammed the door shut as she left.
It was week three of rehearsals. A warm spring day. Julia arrived as usual, on the dot of 9am. She was wearing a light Summer dress with a flower decoration. It hugged her figure perfectly and revealed her cleavage. It was very short, showing off her toned legs. At one point she dropped her lyrics folder, and as she bent over to pick it up, the back of her dress rode up. She had gorgeous pert buttocks, and she wasn't wearing any knickers!
I had already noted she wasn't wearing a bra. The thin material of her dress accentuated the curves of her breasts and her nipples were prominent.
I went to the kitchen to make another coffee, putting my hands over my crotch to hide the bulge in my trousers. When I returned I noticed Julia's eyes fleetingly looking directly at my crotch quite a few time. The room seemed to be full of sexual tension.
Julia said, out of our set lists which song is the easiest to play on guitar? I chose one, and said, this one only has three chords. Julia said, can you teach me how to play it?
I passed a spare guitar over to her. As I showed her the chord positions I then stood behind her and placed her fingers on the right frets and strings. Our bodies were nearly touching and her long blonde hair smelt divine. For a moment I was distracted as I was looking down and could see the curves of the top of her breasts.
I now had an erection and moved my hips so Julia wouldn't feel it pressing against her back. She was picking it up fast and I moved my right arm around her body to demonstrate finger picking the strings. My head was by her neck and I breathed in a delicate smell of her perfume.
That magic moment was broken when I said, it's all to do with getting the fingering right. Julia burst out laughing and said, yes, that's what I always say. She then realised she'd said that out loud and for a few moments there was an embarrassed pause. I sat on my chair, the desk hiding my stiff cock. I said, I'm sorry, I could have phrased that better. Her usual pale white face was tinged with a bit of pink, as were the tops of her breasts. She said, well if that is the technical term, we have to go with that.
I continued editing the backing tracks and gradually my erection subsided. I made us some lunch. Afterwards Julia said, I notice you keep rubbing your right shoulder. I said, I slept in a funny position last night and it's a bit sore. Julia said, I can fix that if you'd like me too. In America I did a massage course.
She stood behind me and started massaging my shoulder. She leaned forward, her hair brushing against my face and said, it would be easier if you were lying on your front. She took my hand and guided me to my bedroom. She pulled my T shirt off and laid me on the bed. She sat astride my back and massaged my shoulder. Julia moved her hips back and forth, I could feel her pussy lips sliding against my back, and leaving a wet patch.
The massage helped, loosening the tight muscles in my shoulder. But once again I had an erection fit enough to break a plate and I was trying to work out how to conceal it when Julia finished. Julia's body started shaking, and I felt a squirt of liquid on my back.
Wow! Had Julia just orgasmed on me whilst massaging my back? She sat still for a couple of minutes, her breathing was heavy. She said, how is your shoulder now? I said, much better, you are good with your hands. Julia giggled and said, yes, I've been told that before. Wait there for a few minutes. She got off me and returned with a towel which had been on the radiator. She pressed the hot towel on my shoulder, but really she was using it to dry my back.
She went back to the living room, and to my surprise played the easy song I'd shown her on the guitar perfectly. I got off the bed and removed my underpants which were sticky because of the amount of precum that had leaked out from my penis, and put on a new pair.
The next couple of days there was an awkwardness between us. At one point Julia asked how my shoulder was, I told her it was perfect after the massage. She seemed disappointed and said, well, if it gets sore again, you only need to ask. She then told me she was a qualified masseuse. She took on some private clients every now and again. I asked how much she charged? Julia said, it depends on what they want.
I joked, does that include a happy ending? Her face flushed and I thought, oh no, I've gone to far. I was about to apologise, and she turned her head away and said, sometimes.
I was gobsmacked. I laughed nervously, I thought she was joking, teasing me. She looked at me and said, I'll tell you about it, but you have to promise you wont tell anyone else. I promised.
Julia said, when I went to the USA a friend said you can make a lot of money offering discreet massages. The Americans would love a pretty English girl giving them a massage. This friend said he would teach me for free. So he did. After my final lesson he said, do you want to know how you can triple your fee? I said, of course. He said you just ask them would they like a happy ending?
By then, I'd got a few paying clients. Men and women. With the women you place a towel over their breasts and pussy. With the men, you leave the room before they undress, and tell them to put a towel over their genitals. All the men I massaged got erections. Some even pulled the towel away to expose their erection. But you just ignored it.
So my next client was a woman. I wear a very short tabard with buttons along the front, but no sides. If you undo all the buttons it basically flaps open showing everything. So I unbuttoned it and asked my client would you like a happy ending? She said yes. She fondled my breasts as I masturbated her pussy to orgasm.
The men are really easy, you "accidentally" touch the towel covering their penis, and in minutes they are erect, and basically toss them off. They've paid for an hour session plus the extra. But I can finish them off in ten minutes. I had one man offer me a thousand dollars if I sucked him off. Well, I've sucked a few dicks before, so why not? I get them to finger me to orgasm first, so win win. I've been offered even more money for penetration, but I always refused it.
Julia looked at me and said, there, I've told you my biggest secret, are you disappointed in me?
I was looking at her in disbelief. In fact as she had been telling me all this, I was fully sexually aroused. There was no hiding my erection. Julia suddenly had a confidence about her which I'd not seen before.
She again took me by the hand to the bedroom. She slipped out of her Summer dress. I gasped as I looked at her naked body. It was even more stunning than I'd imagined when I wanked thinking about her. She removed my T shirt then knelt before me. She undid my belt and pulled my jeans down, as she took off my pants my cock sprung into her face. Her fingers wrapped around my shaft and her mouth sucked on my glans. She stopped for a moment and said, dont move, dont touch me, just accept this as a gift. She then gave me the best blowjob I've ever had up to then. Slow, delicate, erotic. As my penis started to pulsate she grabbed my buttocks pulling my cock deep into her throat. My legs had turned to jelly and she gently eased me on to the bed. She murmured, now fuck me.
I said I might need some time to recover, she replied, no you won't, and she grasped my cock, spread her legs and pushed my cock into her tight pussy. Her vaginal muscles clamped around my penis, keeping it erect and we fucked so hard the headboard banged against the wall.
It seemed like we were fucking for ages, Julia orgasmed three times soaking my bed with her juices and finally I felt my orgasm build up and I pumped my cum into her. We lay together stroking and cuddling for a while, both drifting off to sleep.
I awoke an hour later thinking that's the best dream I'd ever had. It seemed so real. And then I realised, it wasn't a dream, she really was lying next to me, in my bed, my arms around her body, my hands cupping her breasts. |
