[M]assage Therapist Confessions: Me & Mrs. C Pt.2

You can find part one [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/u9j7zm/massage_therapist_confessions_me_mrs_c/)

Before I get into it, there’s something I left out of the first part of this story. There was quite an age difference between me and Mrs. C. I was about 30, if I remember correctly, and she had to have been about 45 at the time. It’s not exactly relevant to the story but it does shade the story in a different hue.
The very first time I worked on Mrs. C, I went how and jerked off to the mental image of her with my cock in my mouth, and me fondling her. This was weird for me since I’m not a huge fan of blowjobs. (Sidebar: I’ve grown to like them more over the years and it’s not like I ever hated them. I love every single one I get. I just can’t cum from them, and then I start getting in my head that it’s taking too long which makes me not cum even… more…less? You know what I mean. Plus I like to be involved and not just a spectator. Sidebar done.) I replayed this same fantasy after the last visit where we made out and I got to finger her very wet pussy.
The day finally came, probably not more than 2 weeks later, where she was on my books again. I couldn’t wait to get to work that day but I did have 3 clients before her. during the first one, all I could think about what Mrs. C coming in. By the second client it finally hit me: what exactly is she looking for during our massage? Was I being presumptuous that anything was going to happen? Was more going to happen? Did she want the same thing? It’s not like we chatted outside of the spa. All I could do was hope for a repeat of the last massage. The third client I massage probably didn’t get a very attentive massage since I spent the entire hour rehearsing in my head how I was going to meet her in the lobby super casual, like it’s no big deal that the hot older woman I made out with and fingered was back.
It was finally time. I was in my treatment room when I heard the door open and heard a voice say to the receptionist, “Hi, I’m Mrs. C, here for GarciaA25”. Her heels clip-clopped on the wood floors as she took a seat. I checked my breath, put on my super casual demeanor and went to get her. I round the corner and there she is, in a sundress and heels, legs crossed, blonde hair, and I give her a friendly, professional, “Hi Mrs. C.” She looked me up and down, gave me a devilish grin and an, “Oh, hiiiii.”
We did the usual checking in to see if she had any particular issue she needed help with. After all, I was still there to give her a good massage. Started face down and the massage went almost like any other one. We chatted, neither of us bringing up what happened last time. Finishing her back, I moved to her legs where I made sure to go up as high as I could, and like last time there was no protest and even some hip movement. She flipped over and was now face up. Starting on her left leg, I oiled up my hands, and ran them from her ankle up over her hip bone in one long stroke. She was watching me and making no secret of it. I worked her quads and made sure to get as close to her mons as possible. Then starting from the inside of her knee I made my way up the inside of her leg, getting as close to her pussy as I could without touching it. At this point I’m standing perpendicular to her and the table. Working her inner leg I feel her touch my leg. Again, the pants I wear to massage are super thin and don’t hide anything so the hard on I got when she touched me was a secret to no one. I slid a finger along her vulva and again she was so wet that I almost couldn’t play with her clit without slipping inside. As soon as I did slide my finger inside she pawed more aggressively at my pants. Taking the hint, I pulled my pants down and my now rock hard cock sprung out like a jack in the box.

I’ve never had anyone before or since look at my cock as lovingly as she did that time. She saw it spring out, furrowed her brow and let out the smallest, involuntary gasp. Without any word she moves herself over to me and devours my cock. It was the best blowjob I had ever had. My jerkoff fantasy was now a reality. She worshiped it like she had been waiting years for it. Finally I bring her up to kiss her. I couldn’t help it. Her lips were always too much to resist. At this point I’m still not sure where this is going but she throws the sheets off of her and starts to move herself over to me. I thought she was going to sit facing me but to my surprise, she turned herself around, on her knees on the table, her ass pointed at me and looks at me over her shoulder. She grabs my cock and slides it into her pussy. The table was at a perfect height for this. Being as quiet as we could, I thrust in and out of her pussy, grabbing on tight to her hips almost like I thought she was going to get away. At one point she grabs my left hand and puts it on her tit. Pinching her nipple she plants her face in the table, ass in the air and starts playing with her clit. I could feel her pussy start to tighten, and I was so close to cumming but knew I had to hold out just a while longer so she could finish.

In no time she had a quivering orgasm that she somehow managed to keep to a gentle moan. But about half way through her orgasm, she pulled my hand to her mouth to cover it. Happy to help. With that she relaxed but I wasn’t done yet. I turned her over and fucked her as hard as I could while looking into her eyes. She just kept whispering “Yes. Yes. Yes.” to me like she was commanding me to cum. Finally my face contorted and in one elegant move she jumped off the table, got on her knees in front of me on the floor and swallowed every last drop of cum I had, looking in my eyes the entire time.
In the lobby we both managed our professional good-byes and went about our days. This went on for a couple of years before life just kind of stopped us. We still talk and she’s doing really well. I’m so grateful for what we had and even more grateful that we can call each other friends now.

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