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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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The red head looked up and smiled, ‘Jude is it?’ she asked. I nodded. ‘Great’ she said, moving around the side of the counter.
‘Follow me, We are ready for you’. I followed her down a soothingly low lit corridor, light relaxing music in the background, and the smell of essential oils.
She opened the door to a sparsely decorated room, with a therapy bed in the middle. ‘Please remove all clothes and make yourself comfortable, there are towels on the left to cover yourself, and Jo will be with you shortly’ she flashed a smile and turned on her heel.
Work had been stressful lately, and I felt I deserved a little pampering, so had booked a last minute full body massage. The salon has good recommendations from friends, so booked in.
I removed my clothes, and folded them onto the chair, I grabbed a fluffy white towel and lay back on to the bed, The towel brushing against my skin. I closed my eyes, and listened to the feint music playing through the speaker.
Moments later I heard the door open, I opened my eyes to find a man stood at the end of the bed ‘Hi Jude, Im Joe and I’ll be massaging you today’ Oh, I stammered, I thought… er… my voice tailed off. He laughed. You assumed Jo would be female? That happens all the time, I can see if a female masseuse is free if you’d prefer that? ‘No no, I protested, Its fine, honestly. Just surprised me’. ‘I assure you I’m extremely competent’ said Joe, ‘shall we begin?’
Joe stepped over to the wall, and pressed a keypad, the lights dimmed, and the music increased in volume slightly. He moved across to a counter, and began to pour oils into separate bowls. ‘How do you feel Jude? Anything I need to be aware of’ ‘Er, I’ve been feeling a bit stressed, a bit tense lately’ I muttered. ‘Ok, I can help with that’ said Joe. He was about 5’10, handsome but not overly good looking, a great shape to his shoulders, and gentle eyes.
He moved across to the bottom of the bed, dipped each hand into a separate bowl and then rubbed them together, the smell of eucalyptus and lemon moving into the air. ‘Close your eyes, relax, this is all about you now Jude’ he said.
I closed my eyes, and exhaled a deep breath, as I felt his hands begin to run the length of my lower legs, warm hands, slick of oils, working his fingers into the muscle of my calves, into my feet, I could feel myself begin to relax and enjoy the sensation of his hands on me.
He folded over the edge of towel that was resting on my thighs, and began to run his hands over each thigh, fingers pushing and kneading the muscle, ‘is that ok? That pressure ok? He asked…
‘Mmhmm’ I nodded.
He pushed my legs apart, and his hands worked the full length of my left leg, then the right, switching back and forth.
His fingers began to push under the edge of the towel, brushing against the tops of my thigh, he folded the bottom of the towel into a V shape, so my hips were exposed.
He began to use his thumbs, kneading my hips, the muscle into my groin, I let out a sigh. ‘Oh, have I hurt you? A panic in Joe’s voice, ‘no no, its great’ I murmured.
I found myself responding to his touch, it felt great, tension leaving me with every movement.
He moved to the bowls, and applied more oil to his hands, he moved to my head and stood behind me, hands now working my neck and shoulders, across my collar bone, to to the top of my chest, his fingers pushing under the edge of the towel, he folded down the towel to my nipples, his fingers brushed against them, and my eyes flicked open, he caught my gaze and smiled. He moved his hands to to the top of my chest, where the fullness of my breasts began, and started to massage, the oil smoothing the skin.
I could smell his aftershave mixed with the oils, a woody masculine smell. He leant forward to massage further down my arms, his top fell forward into my face, ‘oh im sorry’ he said, and removed his top in one move. ‘That should be better’ he said. His torso was above me, toned but not gym ripped, a small sprinkling of hair across his chest, and above his waistband. I couldn't help notice the shape in his pants, tight fitting.
He leant across me again, massaging my arms, the side of my breasts, the towel slowly sliding with each movement. My nipples were now exposed, the towel crumpled at my waist and a small v covering my most intimate area, . He moved his hands to the top of my breasts, and began to massage them, his thumbs pushing over my nipples, back and forth as he cupped each breast. He tilted his head down, and said ‘Jude, is this ok? Does it feel good?’ I opened my eyes and nodded, keeping eye contact as his hands worked me, his hands firmly gripping my breasts. He pushed the towel aside, his hands now on my stomach. He stopped, grabbed a bowl from the side and placed it on the bed between my legs. He cupped some oil, and slowly dripped it across my stomach, and began to massage it with his other hand, a smile across his lips.
The oil running down my stomach, my skin glistening. His fingers followed the oil, his first two fingers of his left hand massaging my smooth pussy lips, as his right hand worked my right breast. I took a sharp intake of breath, I felt relaxed, but the lust was rising. My head was spinning, I was enjoying this unusual turn of events.
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