Massaging Trish

Just as Trish had been prompt for my haircut appointment, she arrived right on time at my house for her massage.

I gave her a quick tour of the main part of the house. I'm rather proud of the way it came together. I've got about 6,000 square feet in the main house and another 1,200 in the guest casita that I use for massages. We walked outside past the pool and spa and I promised Trish that we could use the spa afterwards if she liked.

I could tell that she was impressed, but she wasn't overwhelmed. She accepted my beautiful home and appreciated it without seeming envious or out of her element. I liked the class that she had about her.

Inside the casita I showed her to the massage table and we chatted about her massage history and what she liked. I was about to excuse myself so she could undress and I could wash up, when she pulled her dress right over her head and stood before me in the sheerest little thong I had ever seen. She was obviously quite comfortable with her nudity. She kept on talking as if nothing had changed.

I couldn't help but admire her body. She was well toned with hardly a trace of body fat. Her breasts were small and had a youthful firmness about them. Her nipples were perfectly round and stood out in the cool evening air. She was nicely tanned and had no tan lines that I could see. Trish smiled at me as she allowed me to take in the beauty of her body. Then she casually slipped her thumbs in the waistband of her thong panties and rolled them down over her hips and legs and stepped out of them. She stood before me, totally naked, smiling and ready for me to massage away her aches and pains. Her pussy was freshly shaved and her lips puffed in the space between the tops of her shapely legs. I caught a glimpse of a sparkle of gold between the folds. She was exquisite. I had never seen a woman so beautiful before.

I turned and stepped over to the sink to wash my hands. Trish kept smiling and talking as she stepped up onto the table and laid face down. As I walked back I couldn't help but stare at her perfectly rounded ass and her clean anal hole. Again I noticed that she was totally tanned all over. I guessed that she probably used a tanning salon to maintain her beautiful skin tone. I covered her ass with a small towel in an effort to maintain an atmosphere of professionalism and also to avoid the throbbing that was beginning in my own shorts.

I began to massage her head and shoulders while we talked and learned more about each other. She told me that she was 41 years old. That made her 16 years my senior. She had been married when she was 20 and had two daughters, Tracy and Teri. Her ex-husband was basically gone with his new wife, but had provided well for Trish and the girls. She worked to make their lives better, but she felt as though they had all of what they needed to live comfortably. She hadn't really found time to date while raising the two girls. That was perhaps the only empty aspect of her otherwise well adjusted life.

As I worked my way down her body, I could feel her relax. When I reached her legs she spread them slightly to allow me easier access to her thighs and hamstrings. I pushed the towel aside and worked my hands into her glutes. I felt her rolling her hips as my hands pressed into her cheeks. And I heard an encouraging sigh as my fingers approached the area between her legs.

I commented on the gold ring that I could see piercing her clitoris. Trish opened her legs even more and raised her hips to allow me a better look. Then without me saying anything she rolled over on her back and spread her legs wider still. She rubbed her index finger lightly across the ring and spread her vulva open. Then she smiled at me and said that I could massage it if I wanted to.

How could I resist? It wasn't part of my massage training, but I knew just what to do. As my fingers worked their magic on Trisha's pussy her juices began to flow. I could smell the pungent aroma and I longed to taste her. I removed my hand and put my fingers in my mouth. Trisha watched seductively as I sucked her nectar from my hand. My resistance was gone. I climbed up on the table between Trisha's legs and dove into the treasure that lay before me. Her skin was so smooth. The absence of hair made it easy to lick and taste her all over. I pulled gently on the gold ring and she squirmed with delight. I looked up to see her pinching and pulling on her hard little nipples.

'Oh Rob! That feels so good!' she cried.

She raised her hips to force herself into my face. My tongue slipped even deeper inside of her and I sucked hungrily at the fluid that was now flowing freely into my mouth. I felt her orgasm building to its crescendo and Trish grabbed my head and pulled me tighter to her groin. I could barely breathe but I was content just to inhale her sweetness.

She cried out and bucked her hips as I gave her the most intense orgasm I've ever known a woman to experience. I continued to suckle on her as she gradually came down from the incredible high that she had brought on herself. When she finally relaxed her grip on my skull, I looked up to see her chest heaving and her face showing the obvious signs of her total pleasure. I crawled up her body and kissed her soft skin as I covered her belly and then her breasts and finally her neck. And when our lips met, it was electric. She was tasting her own cum and I was tasting the sweetest mouth I had ever kissed. It was incredible! Trisha's tongue was all over my mouth and she held my head in her hands like she was never going to let go.

When we finally stopped I just stared into her eyes.

'I've never given a massage quite like that before.' I chuckled.

'God I've never had such an intense orgasm.' Trish answered.

We lay there together for almost ten minutes. Not needing to say anything. Just taking it all in. Trish stroked my hair and I let my thoughts wander a bit. I realized two things.

First, I thought, this is the oldest woman that I've ever had a sexual experience with. And second, although I gave her an incredible orgasm, I still had my pants on and though I was hard and ready, I was completely satisfied just knowing that I had given her such joy. And I was totally comfortable with all of that.

I found the right words to let Trish know what was going on in my head and she held me tighter and we kissed again. Looking back I know now that we were falling in love at that moment. It wasn't lust, it was a new feeling for us both. It was knowing that whatever happened was all right and that from that moment forward we would be together and our lives had changed forever. We didn't need to say it. It was just what was happening and it was already beyond our control.

I jokingly asked Trish if she had enjoyed her massage. She replied by asking how she could possibly repay me. I reminded her that she had already cut my hair and that the deal was done. But then I confessed that I had to see her again, and soon.

It was then that I learned a little more about my new love. Trish said that she was planning to spend the weekend at her favorite nudist resort about an hour away from town. (That explained the perfect tan.) She asked me if I would join her there. She had already booked an apartment for Friday and Saturday nights and wanted to leave right after work on Friday.

I had never been to a nudist park before, but I would follow Trish anywhere she wanted to go. I offered to pick her up at the salon, but she gave me directions to her house and said to come get her there instead.

I kissed her and we held each other again before rolling off the table. She put her dress back on but left her panties off, tucking them into her purse instead. I thought that was rather sexy.

As I walked her back through the house and out to her car, I promised her a rain check on the hot tub. And likewise with the tour of the rest of the house. She assured me that she would be back again.

We stood in the driveway and hugged and kissed before she finally got in her car and I let her drive away. As I watched the lights disappear I knew that I wanted to be with Trish for the rest of my life. I hardly knew her, but I was already planning our future together. My head was spinning as I cleaned up the casita and then prepared for bed. I tried to recall every inch of her incredible body as I drifted off to sleep. I massaged my own throbbing penis and came with an intensity that I had never known when masturbating in the past. I felt a twinge of guilt for not saving it for Trish, but fell into a peaceful sleep never the less.