Brian walked into the empty, dark home after a hard day at Ohio State Medical School, feeling alone since John, Maria's son, had recently transferred from OSU to Denver University. The university offered a bachelor's Degree in Land Development and Urban Planningnot available at OSU.
Maria, John's mother, and hostess for Brian, an upper class exchange student from England studying medicine at OSU, was still working at the prestigious Columbus Academy for Girls. Brian's mood would be uplifted when Maria came home. Thirty four year old Maria, not a classic beauty but an exotic looking woman, would turn on the lights, give Brian a motherly hug; and create a happy joyous mood that envelops the entire home. They would share a bottle of wine and talk about their day. Brian had been smitten with his hostess for over a year; and now that her son, John, had departed, he would be living alone with her, filling Brian with hope and anticipation. He was 25 years old and in his last year of medical school, anticipating entering the specialty of Sexual Disorders very soon.
Maria admired Brian; he was 6'2", handsome, about 190 pounds, black hair, athletic build, and soon to be a doctor. Maria and Brian had developed a lively open relationship and enjoyed each other's company. Maria was married for 16 years to a man she learned was bisexual accounting for his only coming to her bed occasionally, and then with little enthusiasm. Brian often fantasizes about Maria being short waisted with long legs, a curvaceous cheeky butt and attractive natural breasts. She had dark brown hair streaked with highlights, about 5'8" tall, 150 pounds with a sweet friendly exotic face, large mouth and lips, slightly slanted large eyes, and creamy complexion. Brian told Maria she looked like TV host Maria Bartiromo which made her laugh and feel flattered and pleased. During discussions of his studying sexual disorders, Maria intimated she felt cheated out of a fulfilling sexual relationship because of her husband's deception; and now she was 34 and too involved in her career and raising John to develop relationships. Brian expressed empathy but assured her life would probably change for the better.
Brian's room was down the hall from Maria's, but to get to the stairs he often passed by her room. One day, her door was slightly ajar; she was primping with legs slightly open, beautiful waist high white cotton panties hugging her cheeks, and a pretty white lace bra embracing her ample breasts.
"She was moving in a way that I knew she was checking out her cheeky ass and luscious tits!" Brian said to himself.
Brian stared intently, drinking in her magnificence. He imagined he could smell her puffy crotch and buttocks and see her lush bush like a primal cave man. He left the house with her image smoking in his brain determined to break through the "motherly role" and the "age barrier", but how? The answer came to him in his class on muscle and bone systems. His Professor suggested that all students should find a willing person on whom to practice the art of massage.
That night Brian carried his portable massage table through the door to the surprise of Maria.
"What have we here?" she exclaimed.
Brian told her his needful story and asked her permission to give her 3 massages a week for the next two months, so he could ace his class.
"I would be glad to help, I am not prudish, but for modesty I would have to keep my panties and bra on."
Brian agreed and suggested the first massage be Saturday morning at 10:00 A.M., which fit Maria's schedule.
Brian set up the spare bedroom as a completely professional massage spa including all types of lotions, oils, towels, eye mask, soft sheets, small and large pillows, foot rest, even a pan for hot rocks. There was relaxing massage music and curtains at the windows that could be adjusted for a perfect lighting effect. He also filled the room with scented candles and incense; everything to make her massage a pleasant dreamy experience. Maria appeared in her beautiful silk bathrobe.
"I love massages, but have seldom been willing to spend the money; so I have probably only had 3 or 4 in my life, so tell me what to do."
"Well, I will turn on relaxing music and leave you alone to get ready; just remove your robe and get comfortable under the sheet laying on your stomach, with your face in the head support. Then, put on the white eye mask and call me when you are ready."
I had to take several deep breaths to settle my excitement. Finally I was going to be able to touch the lady I had fantasized and cared about for so long, without her being aware of my feelings. I lowered the sheet to expose her back, applied warm oil and began a thorough circular motion, then ran my fingers up and down her spine putting pressure with my thumbs between each vertebrae till I got almost to the tailbone. Maria had made a few moans of pleasure so I was encouraged to ask.
"Maria, I need to lower your panties about 3 inches to reach your lower vertebrae and tailbone; OK?"
"Fine," she said.
I was thrilled as I rolled her white panties right down to where her crack began to show. This was prime flesh, the top of her butt cheeks and hips which flared out quickly from her slim waist. I worked this delightful "woman flesh" till my pants had a large tent, whew; I was turned on! I noticed her hips and buttocks developed goosebumps, a telling sign that she was positively affected.
"Did you enjoy the back rub, Maria?"
"It felt so good, I haven't been this relaxed in a long while," she said.
"Good, your legs are next, I'll cover your back and uncover your legs."
I went to work vigorously on her feet, calves, back of knees, etc. Her luscious thighs were nice and meaty, so I took each muscle and worked from her knees up to her panties. When I was working her inner thighs, Maria spread her legs to give me access so my fingers strayed all the way to the gusset of her panties and my fingertips grazed her crotch so lightly she probably did not feel it. Maria moaned, expressing her enjoyment.
"Maria, please turn over while I hold up the sheet to give you privacy."
I massaged her face, including her temples, then moved to her hair, pulling each section hard enough that her scalp felt very alive. Her sensuous neck was a delight; then I moved down slowly toward her bra, kneading her soft skin vigorously.
"Maria, I am going to massage the upper 2 inches of your breasts, but I will avoid any nipple contact!"
She said "OK, but be judicious!"
Her stomach was so soft and welcoming till I got to the waistline of her panties.
"Maria, I am going to roll your panties down a few inches so that I can give your abdomen proper attention."
"Fine, but just stay out of my private areas."
I proceeded with enthusiasm till I saw the wild dark hair threatening to escape her panties. It was then that I realized her bush was wide, long , wild and deep, far larger than I expected. This excited me greatly because being from England, I feel no woman should shave her God given pubic hair. I then moved to her legs, bent each one at the knee and pushed them wide apart. In this position I could work the front of her inner thigh thoroughly. When I got almost to her crotch, I noticed a great deal of pubic hair on the inside of her thighs, assuring me here was a lady dear to me, who possessed a glorious bush. The 75 minute massage was complete!
"Maria, I will leave the massage room now so you can relax as long as you like."
"Thank you so much!" She exclaimed; "I really enjoyed the entire experience."
After five more increasingly successful massages, Maria and Brian were talking over a delicious breakfast.
Maria said, "Brian, your caring fingertips and some of your comments make me feel you care for me as an available woman; but I'm 9 years older than you and I have been in motherly mode."
Brian replied, "Maria, I see you as the perfect woman for me, I have dreamed about you, fantasized about you, since the day we met."
"I have a financial proposal for you. I have 3 more years till I graduate as a specialist and I want to finish at OSU Medical College. You were kind enough to accept me as an exchange student at no cost to me. I'm asking you to allow me to stay here for an additional 3 years; and I will pay you $1,000.00 per month. I enjoy your company, we have intellectual conversations, and I truly feel at home."
"Brian, that is fine with me, the extra money will help fund John's education in Denver. In addition, you make me feel wanted and needed which is precious to me and gives me a purpose. Most importantly, you make me feel like a woman! I don't want to be alone again."
They embrace with a hearty hug, sealing the deal.
Brian was thrilled with his prospects; believing this much time would give him a chance to win this lovely lady. Brian felt addicted to her charms. One day, Brian was alone and decided to take a look at Maria's bedroom since he had never been inside. She usually kept her door closed. Brian, with a bit of guilt, began to snoop through her drawers admiring her underwear and charming wardrobe, then he peeked under her bed and pulled out a suitcase. It was locked; but Brian was able to open the cheap device. He lifted the lid and was pleasantly surprised.
Inside were numerous toys for masturbation and a stack of sex magazines for visual stimulation. The masturbation was to be expected, but the theme of all the publications was men dominating women. Everything from spanking butts, tits, and pussies to intricate bondage, and sex games of all varieties. Brian immediately repacked the case, locked it, and slid it under her bed.
This was very good intelligence information. Brian now understood what type of sex would fire up Maria; and he didn't have to ask her. Brian was a natural dominant person, and always expected his future wife or girlfriend to be compliant and submissive. This information was key, because now he knew his beloved Maria was quite submissive; and it also gave him a plan he thought would work.
Maria and Brian were enjoying cocktail hour on a Friday evening. After much chatter,
Brian said,