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Jane and I usually go on Thursday after work to have a drink and relax. We go on Thursday to avoid the crowds on Friday evening, and the guys constantly on the make. I was doing my usual complaining of being uptight because my boss continually hounded me for more output. Jane is always telling me to relax or do something about it. I asked her, "What do you do? You always seem in control."
"One thing I definitely do is get a massage once a week. Nothing like it to calm you down and help you relax."
"Do you go to one of those massage parlors?"
"Oh hell, no! They don't know what they are doing. I go to a masseuse. The same guy every week gets to know you."
"A guy?"
"Yes, and he is damned good. Gets the kinks out and knows where your trouble spots are located. Nothing like it."
"What do you wear?"
"Nothing."
"Nothing?"
"I don't let clothes get in the way of those hands of his working the kinks out of me."
"He ever gets fresh with you? Seems it would be difficult with you lying there nude."
"No, he never does. He is a professional and makes his livelihood doing that, and why would he want to put that in jeopardy?"
"Is he good-looking?"
"A gorgeous Latin hunk."
"I don't know how you do it."
"Depends on what your motivation is. Mine is not sex but getting rid of the tension in my body. You ought to try it."
I would have liked the conversation to continue, but Jane had a guy she knew to stop by our table, and the conversation changed. I think she was interested in leaving with him, so I excused myself. She winked at me, so I guessed right. I knew Jane was sleeping with her boss and one other married guy from her church.
Jane sent me a text, thanking me for leaving at the right moment. She promised me to continue our massage conversation at our next Thursday after-work drink.
*
True to her word, when we met, she immediately started talking about massages. She gave me the address of her masseuse. She told me that he lives in a condo complex that he had built. He is the youngest resident there, as the rest were singles and couples over sixty. He runs his massage business out of his apartment.
I finally figured out why the massage conversation started immediately. Her friend showed up again, and I made it a crowd instead of just company. In the ladies' room, she told me this was the only time he could get away, and as much as he liked going down on her, she was not going to pass that up. I didn't blame her or him because, after a few drinks, I thought about going down on Jane myself.
When I got home, I thought all about the selling points Jane had mentioned. I decided to call Ramone for an appointment. He sounded nice but insisted on an interview with me for a complete understanding of what I wanted and what his rules were. The next evening I went to his condo.
Ramone answered his door, and he was much more than I expected. I liked what I saw. We went to his office, and he handed me a form with the figure of a man and woman on it. Each had a front and back view. Romane asked where I was having the problem and what kind of aches I was having. I told him about my neck and sometimes my hips and back. He asked me to mark the locations on the form. He then told me he used his hand, elbows, and sometimes his knee to do the massage. I said that was fine with me.
He then described how he would be dressed. He told me he kept the massage room hot to help with the muscle release. He, therefore, wore white slacks and a tee. He asked me if that was alright. I nodded an OK. He then asked me how did I want to be dressed during the massage. He went through all the stages, from fully clothed to nude. He told me the best way was bare, but that was up to me. I thought a minute and crisply said, "Nude would be fine." He wanted to know how I felt about breast touching or genital touching, which happened by accident.
"Fine if it is only by accident."
"Good, then let's get together tomorrow about 6 pm."
When I got home, I called Jane to tell her that I had an appointment. I inquired about the breast and genital touching.
"Oh, sometimes it happens. Breasts not so much, but working your thighs, it is hard not to touch your cunt once in a while. When he works your tummy, he will get close to your mound, but never on it."
Thinking about that, I wondered how I would react to that closeness. All the men who touch my cunt and mound got into me. Ramone would be hard to say no to... I was letting my imagination run amok. He had a business and could not risk getting into those types of things.
Session One
I returned at my appointed time. Ramone opened the door with a greeting of, "Miss Abrams, a good evening to you." He was dressed in white slacks and a white tee shirt that must have been painted on him. What a body the man had.
"Just call me Mikie."
He handed me a couple of towels and guided me to the massage room. He told me he would step away while I disrobed and that when I was ready to climb on on the table with my back up. He left, and I took off my top then skirt. Bra and panties came down next. I climbed up on the table. I decided not to use the towels for any covering. To be frank, I liked him looking at me. All the time I was undressing, I felt somebody was looking at me. I just blew it off thinking, everybody thinks that totally undressing in a strange place.
Ramone walked in and said, "Let's work on that neck and back. First I am going to put lotion on you. It is heated. I don't want anything fighting my work at loosening those kinks." He put the lotion on me and did that feel good. His hands glided over my back. My neck was massaged by an expert. It was over too soon. I could not believe an hour had gone by. He left, and I dressed feeling wonderful.
Session Two
Ramone sent me to the massage room, and I immediately stripped. I didn't bother wearing a bra or panties, so I was on the table quickly. He walked into the room like he knew that I was ready. He said, "Mikie, we are working on some more areas today."
He poured the lotion into his hands and started smearing my back with it. He covered my arms, and I was surprised when he went down my sides. My breasts were sticking out the sides from laying on them, and I felt his fingers roll over what was sticking out. Before I could recover from that, Ramone's hands were on the small of my back and made their way over my buttocks. Down my legs, he went doing each leg separately. On his return trip from my ankles, his hands were on my inner thighs. So close to my pussy.
He went to my neck and started working it with his hands. Oh god, did that feel good! The muscles in my back felt wonderful. I felt so relaxed, but I knew I was getting wet from his touch. I decided not to worry about it. My privates seemed to be an open book to him, and I wondered what he would do when I turned over. That moment came, and he told me to roll over. I watched him look down on me. It certainly was not a casual peek.
One more time, the heated lotion was in his hands. Ramone started at my neck made his way down my chest putting lotion on my breasts. He continued down my stomach and across my hips. His hands went down my legs. He massaged my knee while his elbow was resting on my cunt. The more he massaged my knee, the more my cunt got worked over by his elbow. He did the second leg the same way, and again his elbow rubbed over my pussy. This was no accident. This was planned, but I did not say a thing.
When I least expected it, his hand started at my mound and moved downward until he was cupping my pussy. He said, "You're wet, Mikie. Does all this turn you on?" I did not answer but rolled on my side and unzipped his pants. I had it out in no time and started kissing it. He said, "Take it slow, Mikie. It will appreciate your loveliness if you take it slow," and it was one of the better blow jobs I have ever given.
"Ramone, do you want to fuck me?"
"Next session, Mikie. Although I would like my tongue do some of the work rather than my hands."
I left, and on my way through the condo garden, I passed two older gentlemen. One of them said, "You were fantastic!"
"Zip it, Henry!" said the other.
I really didn't know what the two of them meant by all that. I could not wait to call Jane and tell her about my massage.
"You actually blew him on your second session? Girl, you got a hot mouth. Anytime you want to use that on me, just let me know."
"He told me he wants to use his tongue on me."
"Mikie, he is a fantastic pussy eater, and wait until he fucks you."
"Did he do that to you, Jane?"
"Oh girl, you think you are special? He fucks every woman who comes there. He does promote his business."
"What do you mean?"
"You notice all the elderly people there? They have a direct video feed from his massage room to their condo. He charges them a fee for that service. If any of them hire you, he gets a cut. Let me say, a different kind of pimp."
"Are you telling me those old people saw me blow him on their television?"
"And anything else he does to you. By the way, they will hire you and do pay big fees."
"Do you hire out, Jane?"
"I am servicing a nice older lady. She is into the mutual pussy thing. She is good at it too and raves about me. You interested?"
"I might be."
"Ah girl, always the same answer. Let me know about your next session. I may need a massage myself."
I hung up, totally bewildered by what I just heard. I wasn't sure what I would do. I was not sure I could service the elderly that way, but it was sure a consideration. I do love my pussy being eaten, but so far only by a man. I could spread for an elderly man, but not sure I could do what most men like. I thought, sucking Ramone is one thing. Sucking Henry, who thinks I am fantastic, is another.
Session Three
Ramone got right into it by rubbing my back with warm oil. He didn't pass up the sides of my tits sticking out from my sides. In fact, Ramone stayed longer on them than he did the last time. He was making me wet, and he damn well knew it. He finished the rest of my back relatively quickly and started manipulating my ass cheeks. He parted them a few times and then ran his finger slowly up and down my crack, I felt him kiss each cheek, and then he kissed the middle between them.
He stayed there, and his tongue gently stroked my asshole. God, did that feel good! I was surprised when he pushed his tongue into my ass. I thought I would cum, and he worked his tongue in and out of my hole. He said, "Time to turn over, Mikie." I eagerly did.
He went straight to my thighs. His hands rolled over to my inner thighs and pushed up until his thumbs rested on my mound. He moved his thumbs outward, I parted and felt a new coolness where the air had not recently visited. His thumbs alternately massaged my clit. I was so fucking hot I almost could not stand it. He then asked, "You ready to eaten, Mikie?"
"Fuck, yeah! Do it!"
His tongue glided over my sensitive parts. I wanted to scream with pleasure, but nothing came out of my mouth. He kept at my pussy, and I started praying to cum so I could stand it all. Oh, and when I did, it just kept surging with me yelling for him to stop. I could not breathe when the surges of pleasure stopped. I peered down at him between my legs and yelled, "Ramone, you bastard!"
"That good, eh?"
"Yes, now fuck me."
He moved me around the side of the table. I assumed it was for a good camera angle for his adoring elderly. I just closed my eyes as he slipped into my wet cunt. He started pumping me, and within a minute, I came again. He didn't stop, and I loved the way he fucked me. I felt so much like a whore of a woman. I thought about the crowd watching him fuck me. He finally came in me, and he was as noisy as I was. He pulled out and kissed my tits and then me. He said, "Time for you to go, baby." I got up and dressed and walked out through the garden lined with admirers.
"Mikie, you were so wonderful."
"Such a beautiful pussy you have, dear."
"God, girl, can you fuck!"
It just kept up all through the garden. I saw Henry and his wife. His wife said, "I need to taste that beautiful thing between your legs. Henry needs a suck too. He still can cum but will be soft when he does. Can we invite you to our condo for an evening?"
"Well, I don't know."
"Our invitation comes with $500 from each of us. That help with your decision?"
"What is your condo number? Date and time?"
They were not the only ones setting up a time and date. Of course, it was not all like Henry and his wife. Quite a few of the men wanted to fuck me, and the women wanted to be eaten by me. By the time I got to the end of the garden walkway, I had contracted $6000 in fun fees. They told me to expect a lot more than that.
I did do Henry first. I did get him up, but it didn't last, but he had a good cum anyway. There was not much to swallow, but I enjoyed his wife, Helen, the most. That woman knew how to eat pussy. I came three times, and she was going for four, but I could not handle it...
I wound up in an excellent business venture, and by the way, I did wind up sleeping with Jane...
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