There’s a lot to unpack here, so buckle up! Obligatory name changes and tweaking of details, otherwise this is non-fiction. This took place pre-pandemic but by no means is ancient history
Anne (currently mid60’s) had been a client of mine (just turned 43) for a handful of years. She would show up with your typical weekend warrior-type injuries, piriformis syndrome from running, maybe a tweaked rotator cuff after a tennis match. Needless to say, Anne kept herself in great shape
She’s about 5’3″ darkish blonde hair just off her shoulders, small perky breasts but her ass….Jesus….It’s perfect. Tight and firm. Something you’d find on a girls volleyball team.
Myself? I’m married with one teenager at home. Pretty average HWP, bit of a dad bod but have never had problems finding dates when I was single, or affair partners after I wasn’t.
Her last visit to the clinic, she told me that she’s moving to a larger metro area about 2 hours away to be closer to her grown children and grandkids. She had recently lost her husband after a lengthy illness, and decided to retire a bit early and start fresh elsewhere.
I told her at the end our appointment I would find a colleague close her, and she could continue her care with them. She was grateful, and I did as I said and texted her the new clinic information.
We kept in contact periodically, she might text asking advice about a current ailment, pretty straightforward and not flirty in the least. About a year after she moved, I decided to attend a conference near her area.
I texted Anne a few days before the conference asking how she was doing and casually mentioned that I would be in her area for the weekend. She got right back to me, updating on what she was up to, mentioned an injury she was dealing with and gave me a few restaurants to consider.
I got back to her, thanking her for the suggestion and (boundary crossing starts here) told her I’d be happy to swing by her place over the weekend for a ‘house-call’ if she would like.
I honestly didn’t know how she would respond to that, but I got a reply of….”You’d really do that for me? That would be great and I really appreciate your help.” she sent me her address and I told her I’d stop by after my Saturday afternoon session ended.
A this point I’m still pretty convinced that this house-call will be nothing more than a legitimate visit with some treatment and further suggestions. Saturday afternoon finally arrived and I texted Anne letting her know I’m on my way over to her place.
She greeted my at the door in a T-shirt and shorts and White Claw in hand. She invited me in, offered me a Seltzer and we moved to her couch sipping our White Claws and catching up.
After a few drinks and chit-chat I decided to get to work on her injury. Anne had some very tight hip flexors and some piriformis tightness (a muscle located in the butt). I was doing some soft tissue work and stretching with her lying on her side or face-down depending on what I’m working on.
While I was stretching/massaging her hip and thighs, I noticed that she’s got her eyes closed and is lightly moaning in a ‘this feels sooooo good’ kind of way. She had never done anything like that in the clinic!
I decided to get a little braver and started working on her upper thighs. This only intensified her moans, and while I’m working her upper thighs she tells me “it’s ok if you go higher”.
I told her if she’s ok with it than so am I. So I continued to work my hands up her thighs and by this time my hands are brushing up against her white cotton panties that she had on under her gym shorts. Her eyes’ still closed I asked again if she was ok with this. Anne said she was “more than ok with it”, and I could go even higher if I was ok doing so.
Fuck yea I’m ok with is what I thought! At this point I’m just flat out rubbing her pussy. It wasn’t long before I could feel her dampness and her moans were telling me to continue. While I kept at it, she began rubbing my leg with her hand, eventually working her way up to already rock-hard cock that was a pretty easy find in my dress slacks.
After a few more minutes of us in this position, Anne sits up and we begin making out like teenagers. We stood in her living room french kissing with hands roaming all over each other.
Anne suggested we move to somewhere more comfortable, grabbing my hand and leading me to her bedroom. We continued making out while mutually undressing. I don’t what it is, but having a woman undo my belt and unzip by pants is such a turn on.
It wasn’t more than few minutes before we’re both naked and crawling into her bed. Anne is very fit and attractive but being 60ish, but bodies change as we age and she was a little self-conscious about it. As we lay in bed, her on top I kept complimenting her body as I kissed her neck and lightly bit her earlobe (which she really liked). She began to kiss her way down my chest until she reached pre-cum oozing cock and slowly took me in her mouth and began a nice long very gentle blow job.
I just got to lay there thinking how lucky I was and enjoyed the moment, lightly running my hands through her hair telling her how fucking good that felt.
I didn’t want to come yet, so I had her stop and brought her up for a kiss. I slid down toward the foot of the bed a few feet and motioned her to slide up and straddle my face. From this position I had great access to her pussy and it was totally unshaven too, another turn on! I really enjoy going down on a woman and this was no different. She was on her knees riding my face while both her hands were grabbing onto the headboard. She was really into it, sometimes lowering herself for more pressure, and occasionally lifting up a little bit for a lighter touch on her clit.
It wasn’t long before I could feel her legs tense and her body shake in what she would later tell me was the most intense orgasm she’d had in years.
After collecting herself for a bit, she reached into a bedside nightstand and brought out a bottle of scented lube and small vibrator. She sat up and applied some lube to my still raging hard-on rubbing in gently and then using some to rub on her pussy.
She lowered herself onto my dick and once I was balls deep, she began to slowly rock her hips back and forth, after she had gotten her rhythm she grabbed her small vibrator and placed it on her clit. She had one hand on her vibrator and she was holding herself up with the other one. She continued to ride me like this, eyes closed and moaning quietly.
I’m keeping busy pinching her nipples, which she really liked, and telling her good she felt. It wasn’t long before she had her second orgasm. She stayed on me with me still inside for a few seconds to let the orgasm settle, then I rolled her over onto her back and began to fuck her missionary. She wrapped her legs around me and whispered to fuck her harder.
I did exactly that and it wasn’t long before I felt that ball tingling sensation, knowing I was about to come I asked her where I should I, and she told me to come inside her. I must have shot six ropes in her…lol. I stayed in her until I was half soft and she excused herself to the restroom to clean up. She came back to bed, and we had some more fun time, but this write-up has taken too long already.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uww94a/mf_professional_boundaries_agegap_and_cheating
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