I miss my old job. I worked as a medical massage therapist at a high-end practice in downtown NYC. The clientele was a mix of wealthy middle aged folk and some athletic youngsters, even a few celebs.
I loved that job because, unlike other offices, here I actually had the time and freedom to treat my patients the way I deemed necessary.
But my professional passions aside…I also miss the old job for all the other perks it offered.
Like the steamy weekly sessions with a pretty young blonde named Carolyn.
The first time we saw each other there was a tangible spark. Her long blond wavy hair gently bounced as she walked towards me from the PT treatment room. Watching her confident gait I couldn’t stop thinking of how sexy her 5”4 body must be under those skin tight yoga pants and sports bra.
She looked like a woman who takes good care of herself. Toned and athletic, with the right curves to compel any man to salivate at the mere sight of her. Her beautiful white skin looked as if it would taste as delicious and sweet as condensed milk.
I noticed how her eyes lit up when she saw me. She carried a seductive little smirk as she introduced herself to me. Her voice was a melodic joy to behold…so feminine and giggly.
She told me that she is here to treat her shoulders and neck, as they get tight and sore from all the travel she has to do for work. Mmm, hot and successful, I remember thinking.
Before leaving the treatment room so Carolyn can set up I instructed her to take her top off, put on a medical gown, and lie down on the table. When I came back in…it appears she has taken off everything except her lace pink panties that were peaking out from the gown opening. I looked her up and down licking my lips at the beauty that I was seeing. She looked simply divine. Perfect curves, small waist, toned round ass…I felt my cock swell and throb.
I began massaging her shoulders and neck while she and I exchanged some small talk…where are you from blah blah…
“So are you married or have a girlfriend?”
I’ve been around the block enough times to recognize a clear sign of interest.
“No, I actually broke up recently.” I told her.
“Oh I’m so sorry.” She said.
“It’s actually for the best. It was a toxic relationship.” I told her “What about you?”
“Oh I’m just got married a few months ago,” she informed me as her tone and demeanor changed from bubbly to depressive.
“Congratulations!”
“Thank you,” her voice returned to sweet and bubbly, “it’s hard but worth it.”
“What do you mean?” I asked, changing my pressure subtly from precise and clinical to more firm yet sensual…
“Oh we both travel a lot for work,” she explained, “sometimes we don’t even get to see each other on the weekend.”
I notice the hint of loneliness in her voice…maybe it wasn’t just loneliness…perhaps she is simply unsatisfied… That works for me, I thought smirking.
“Mmm can you also work on my low back and hips?” She asked, as I happily obliged.
Pulling down her panties to the center of her round ass, I began to massage her with a deeper, slower pressure. She instantly let out a moan that sent my mind and body into a blissful tremor of arousal.
Her moans gave me a brief look into how she would sound were I to make her mine.
We both stayed quiet, our breathing heavy and shallow. Indulging in this sensual delight that was unethical and yet felt oh so right…
All I could think about is how hot it would be to ravage this gorgeous minx. But her session was running out of time. I thanked her and told her I will see her on the next visit.
“Oh before you go,” she began saying “can you please massage my neck some more?”
“Sure.” I told her to sit up so that I can do some neck stretches along with the massage.
As she was getting up she allowed her gown to slip gently down to reveal her perky round breasts and her hard engorged nipples, before she fixed it.
We briefly looked at each other, smiling when I noticed her glance toward my crotch. My god, I didn’t realize the massive bulge she induced. Fuck it. I’m proud of my manhood. Seeing how I wasn’t embarrassed to hold eye contact while we both silently acknowledged my boner, must have had turned her on even more as she began to blush and bite her lower lip.
I walked around the table to stand behind her and give her exactly what she asked for…a neck massage. Instead of just rubbing her neck however, I wrapped my fingers around her small delicate throat, firmly but gently. Like a light choke. I felt her heartbeat racing as she let out more excited moans.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door and we were both snapped to reality. We both lost track of time and I ended up going over her session. We ended the session both feeling that this was a start of something wild.
From that point on she would only request to be massaged by me at the office, often scheduling herself to be my last patient of the day to give us more time to flirt and play…
When it finally happened, I was massaging her neck again, only this time she was standing so I could rub my hard bulge that’s bursting out of my sweats against her perfectly round ass.
We both knew what was coming. As she moaned, she slowly swung her arm behind her, brushing her palm against my waist. My right arm nestled around her neck, I took her left hand and placed it on my cock.
The sexual tension has reached its peak and it was time to sow the fruits of our mutual seduction. She bit her lip grabbing at my bulge like a cock hungry bitch in heat. While I ravaged her breasts through the gown all while kissing and gently biting her neck…her ears…her shoulders…
I tore the gown off her, lifted her small sexy frame on the massage table and began to explore this sexy body that was responsible for driving me into a wild frenzy.
Kissing and licking her beautiful breasts and going lower and lower, my mouth passed her flat stomach. I wrapped my arms around her hips and pulled down her thong.
Fuck. She was dripping wet and ready for me. It was better than I could have ever imagined…her taste was indescribably satisfying. Feeling her wetness dripping down my chin, her legs propped on my shoulders, I continued to indulge in this delicious treat. Carolyn muffled her moans by biting on her index finger.
I looked up at her from my position and saw that look of lust in her eyes. The look that beckons eagerly to be dominated and fucked. I entered her slowly, inching my rock hard cock inside her. Wow she’s tight.
We were so lost in passion that we completely abandoned any thought of using protection. This session was boiling up for weeks and all we wanted to do was fuck. And fuck we did. Hard. Fast. Ending with me filling her pussy up with my cum.
Something I continued doing with every session that came after.
Our weekly sessions turned even more passionate as we skipped the massage all together jumping straight to me pinning her to the wall, arms held above her head while I expertly ravage her like a hunter would his prey…dominating her and making her grow more and more addicted to being my private little slut, and her husband and blissfully ignorant cuck.
God I miss my old job.
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