This story took place almost 10 years ago. Hannah and I had been together for roughly 2 years. We met during college and had just moved into a new apartment together. For my birthday, which had been a few days earlier, Hannah gave me “girlfriend vouchers”. You know, little coupons I could cash in for various things. Things like “go on a date”, “movie night in”, “go to a restaurant”, or the topic of this story: “an erotic massage”. I had been saving that last one for a few days due to a busy time at work, but things were finally winding down and I could use a good massage to relieve some stress.
Let me describe Hannah for you. Hannah was your classic girl next door. At around 5’2 she was fairly small, but due to her hobby as a runner, combined with weight lifting, she had thighs that could crush a watermelon and an ass you could bounce a quarter off of. To this day still one of the best butts I’ve had the pleasure of touching, it just filled any pair of jeans perfectly and I could watch her walk for hours. She had a flat stomach with barely visible abs and petite tits, I would guess a B cup, and blonde hair a bit shorter than shoulder length. Super cute face with a very innocent look. Imagine a slightly more fit Lexi Belle early in her career and you’re pretty close both body and face-wise.