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This was one of the first stories I ever wrote, short and sweet. I have five minutes until my next client is due. That gives me just enough time to quickly tidy up and make sure that everything is in order. I check that the massage couch is ready with fresh towels and a fleecy blanket, although the room is nice and warm, some people prefer the weight of something on top of them. I close the blinds, light a couple of candles, dim the lights and put on some subtle, relaxing music, not too loud, just enough to be background noise. I check my reflection in the mirror, good, I look fine. The I pull up my long black boots, straighten my skirt and check that my blouse buttons are fastened.There’s a knock. “Come in!” I say, opening the door. “Have a seat, may I take your jacket?” You sit down and I can see by your movements that you’re in a little discomfort. “How can I help you today?””It’s my neck and shoulders,” you reply, “They’re rather sore… I’m just really tense, you know?””Don’t worry, I’m sure I can help you feel more relaxed,” I say in a soothing voice. “Would you mind taking off your top, please? So that I can take a look.”You take off your top and I look you up and down, trying not to let you see how impressed I am by your big, broad chest. Wow, I want to run my hands over it. Then I notice that you are staring at my cleavage, but I ignore it.I ask you to turn around. You slowly spin the chair and ankara travesti I see the how taut the muscles are in your shoulders. Mmm, looks like you work out, but I can see the stress in your body. “OK, I’m going to feel your muscles, I’m sorry if my hands are cold,” I say apologetically.I place my hands on your shoulders and being this close, I can smell your scent. It’s very alluring.Yes, you are indeed very tense and very firm. Time to massage the stiffness away.”Okay, I think I can sort you out a little. Could you please lie on the couch for me, face down and so that you’ll be comfortable, could you please loosen your belt and unbutton your trousers?”You do as I ask and sit yourself on the couch, lifting your legs up and getting yourself comfortable. I pull a towel up to your waistband and tuck it in, forcing myself not to slide my hands inside your trousers like I want to. Then I pour the musky blend of healing, soothing oils onto my hands, rubbing them together. I just can’t wait to start touching you.I’m leaning over you and I place my hands on your back and start to rub. The oil makes your muscles look more defined and I find myself beginning to feel very aroused by your proximity.”How does that feel?” I ask.”Nice…” You mumble, “It feels very, very nice.”I begin to properly knead and rub your back, pushing and squeezing your muscles. I can see and feel you visibly relaxing, travesti ankara breathing more deeply and I can tell that you are enjoying it by the small moans which are beginning to escape from your mouth. I lean over and start to work my fingertips into your shoulders, feeling the knotted muscles relax and soften all the more. Rubbing the oil into your skin is very pleasant for me too, it feels so hot and firm. I’m really starting to enjoy this, my body feels hot and I’m starting to tingle with that familiar buzz in my crotch – this is not a good sign. As I’m leaning onto you, I realise that my breasts are rubbing your back as I work your shoulders. Dammit, I have oil on my blouse. I’m going to have to take it off or it’ll be ruined. I start unbuttoning it and I catch you looking out of the corner of your eye. You shift on the table and close your eyes again. I lean over you again, now only in my bra and continue working the oil into your back, you moan as you feel my breasts rubbing against you, touching your naked skin. I can’t ignore the tingling either, as my now very erect nipples brush against you as I stroke and touch your warm skin. I can’t reach over far enough to work on both of your shoulders, so I pull up my skirt and climb onto the couch, sitting on your ass so that I can really give you the massage you need. Your buttocks feel really firm beneath me and I’m sure you won’t ankara travestiler mind if I take a peek. I pull your trousers down, just a little, pretending to tuck in the towel and I can’t stop myself, I lean down and gently bite your ass.”I’m so sorry, are you okay?” I exclaim, totally shocked by my own behaviour, what the hell am I doing?”Yes!” You say, sounding slightly breathless.I want to work really deeply on your back, but I don’t want to get even more oil over my bra. I put my hands behind my back and unfasten it. God, my nipples are erect. I take one between my fingers, squeezing it and rubbing it. I gasp, it feels so good and I know that I must be getting moist too because the excited tingling feeling down there is becoming more and more intense, impossible to ignore… This is starting to get out of hand.”Is everything OK?” You ask.”Yes, god, I’m so sorry, I’m a little distracted, I’ll get back to work.”I rub more oil onto my hands and then I can’t help but smear some over my naked breasts, shuddering as I rub the oil onto my nipples, which are by now really, really stiff…I lean over and start to massage you again, this time I lean right down onto you and you can feel the weight of my breasts and my hard nipples pressing against you, I’m biting your neck and moving my hips in time. My breasts moving up and down your back. I can’t stop myself now…By now you are quite restless on the couch and you ask me if it would be okay to turn over onto your back.”Yes,” I purr, lifting myself up to allow you to move.As you turn over, your eyes widen and you automatically bring your hands up and cup my breasts, rolling my nipples between your fingers and thumbs.
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