This **could** be a true story...
Seth had broken things off with his new massage therapist months before because he felt as if she wasn't being entirely truthful to him. He worried about his relationship with his girlfriend even though it wasn't going well. But his old massage therapist, Travis, was different. She had been there as a close friend for years. She had gotten Seth through some difficult times both physically and mentally. He was thrilled when he found out she had returned - even after he had broken things off with the new massage therapist.
Seth had gotten one massage from her already - at a greatly reduced cost - and they had resumed their friendship in much the same way as it had always been.
But late in the afternoon at work two weeks later, Seth got a call from Travis. She was crying from a terrible migraine. Seth was no idiot. The only reason Travis called him was when she wanted him to come over. It had only happened once before. Seth had no problem offering to give her a massage. He was an amateur, but Travis guided and trained him. It was a great trade off. Seth learned massage techniques from a professional and Travis got a great massage. The bonus - for both of them was touching and getting touched. It was always professional, but it provided both of them the intimacy that was missing in their lives.
Seth made it over quickly. If she needed him, it must really be bad. No doubt she had her choice of other massage therapists or other guys. Seth knew - she had told him about them in great detail. Seth was a little nervous. He always felt like he was going to screw up - after all, he was under the careful watch of a professional. He didn't want to accidently hurt or bruise her.
He turned his head as she disrobed and got under the sheet face down. Then he used the infused coconut oil to begin his work. After a couple of minutes, he began to remember the techniques and with some gentle reminders from Travis, he found and administered pressure to her trigger points in the shoulder blades and back. Seth was actually in heaven. He loved touching Travis. She was beautiful and their relationship was safe and non-threatening. He could even tell Laura about Travis because it was just massage - and Laura benefited from the lessons as well.
Thirty minutes passed. Travis claimed that Seth's work was having the desired effect. The conversation was certainly having an effect on Seth. He was flushed and felt good. It had been a long time since he had spent that much time touching a woman.
Finally, Travis flipped over. Seth gave her some privacy by lifting the sheet so he couldn't see the naughty bits. It was important to him to stay professional under any circumstances.
The massage and conversation continued. Travis began catching Seth up on her sexual adventures - including a gathering of some of her friends in the porno industry. That conversation had other effects on Seth, but he focused on the work and even realized that he felt very detached from the semi-naked woman in front of him.
After a great deal of work on Travis's neck, Travis directed Seth to work on her shoulders and pectoral muscles. Naturally, the conversation turned to her tits. She explained to Seth that the pectoral muscles in a woman were not that different than a man's and that women get short-changed in a massage because no one would massage their pecs properly. Seth chuckled. He understood but knew that there was a reason no one would invade a woman's space.
Without warning, Travis pulled down her sheet to reveal her perky B cups with pierced nipples. Seth took a deep breath. He had seen them before, but this was a special treat. Travis directed him to work the pecs but to avoid the nipples to maintain a professional distance. Seth continued his work, moving in deeper and deeper - between her breasts and around them; sometimes touching the delicious fatty tissue. Each stroke seemed to send more blood to his gradually growing penis.
Suddenly, Travis grabbed his hands and placed them squarely on her tits. "Give 'em a good feel. Letting you feel me up is the least I can do for helping me."
"Believe me, the massage was its own reward, but I certainly won't turn down the offer." Seth continued to squeeze and massage Travis's tits. His detachment was wavering, but he remained gentle by applying the same sort of pressure to her chest as he had to her back, shoulders, and neck. Travis responded as her nipples hardened. Seth wanted to lick her nipples, but leaned down and gave her a kiss on the forehead instead. Travis had raised the bar in their relationship, but Seth never wanted to do anything that crossed the line or disrespected Travis's wishes.
Another thirty minutes had elapsed. The massage and conversation had escalated, but it was still mostly professional. Seth made some comment that he was in no hurry and had plenty of time.
"Well, in that case, I'll let you do my glutes and hamstrings." Travis flipped back over and completely shucked the sheet. Her magnificent heart shaped ass beckoned. Seth applied some new oil and began to work the hamstrings which were quite tense.
"You can work your way in deep there too", said Travis. "It won't bother me if you brush up against other parts."
Seth was in a dreamlike state. This couldn't be real. It was one thing for Travis to let him touch her tits, but to let him touch her pussy was beyond anything he ever expected from her. It had always been a fantasy - never to be fulfilled.
The massage continued. As before, he tried to maintain a professional detachment. That was easy enough massaging her hamstrings and even her glutes, but when he pushed in deeper to work the muscles of her inner thighs, Travis breathed deeply and spread her legs. Her pussy lips and crack of her ass were soaked as juices from her pussy had been leaking for an unknown period of time. The sight confirmed what Seth had already suspected; the attention had made Travis insanely horny.
The sight was now having the same effect on Seth. His semi-hard dick was now straining against his pants. Travis's scent made its way to his nose. It was strong, but not unpleasant. It was intoxicating. Now he wanted to bury his nose there, but Travis was in control - always.
Seth continued his work. The stress from Travis fell away. Seth could feel it. Tight muscles in her ass and legs eventually softened. The sheets between Travis's legs grew steadily darker with stains of milky fluid that leaked freely from her glistening pussy. Finally, it seemed the massage was at an end and Seth's state of mind made him bold.
"I wouldn't be much of an addict, if I didn't offer you a happy ending."
