Jane sits in the waiting room alone in one of the 4 available chairs. Paging through a Vogue magazine from last fall. She is nervous and twitchy alternating and crossing her legs.
It's not long before her Massage therapist opens the office door. "Hi there. You must be Jane. It is nice to meet you"
Jane greets him with a smile and sexy micro expressionist eyes
She is taken back by how good looking he is and breaks the eye contact first.
"Come on in, are you having any areas of concern today?"
Jane replies "yes my lower back and glute region"
He quickly replies "no problem, I will get you feeling great right away"
Jane is ushered into the open spaced office.
He says "you can undress and lay your face up on the table and cover yourself up with the sheet, I will give you a few minutes and knock to make sure you're ready."
Jane quickly undresses and piles her stuff onto the chair. Then she takes off her panties and tucks them out of sight burying them deep in the pile of her stuff.
She b lines for the massage table hops up, lays down, and quickly covers herself with the top sheet.
She lays still as a board with her hands plastered next to her pulling the sheet taunt across her naked body. She patiently waits for the knock. Her blood pressure increases when she hears him arrive at the door. He knocks three times swiftly and then a quiet entry.
He gathers his lotions and sits in the doctor style chair by her head. He pumps some lotion on his hands and vigorously rubs them together. Then he hovers them over her face for her to adjust to his touch.
He begins to Massage her face, head and ears. Next his hands trace the outline her face down to the nape of her neck. Jane closes her eyes and begins to sink into the table letting her worries melt away. Her thoughts are lost somewhere with the ambient music and smell of cbd oil, lavender, and a hint of chamomile.
He makes his way down the front of Jane's body to her ankles and she has almost drifted off into a slumber.
He asks her to flip over and place her head into the face cradle. He holds the sheet for her to give her some privacy.
Now she can feel him standing above her as she focuses on his feet out of her pigeon hole vision through the face cradle.
He begins with the back of her neck and shoulders. Rubbing the essential oil into her thirsty milky white skin. He moves from her shoulders to her back and flanks. His hands gently trace over the sides of her breasts that have been pushed to the outward from the weight of her body pressed into the table. This instantly lights the pilot light to her hot water tank below her belt line. Now even the slightest touch seems to have aroused all of her erogenous zones.
He becomes deeper and more deliberate with the pressure he is applying on her back.
Her deep winces become soft moans.
