After my first workout with Joyce I was getting massages from her regularly. Every session was as hot as the very first and we were learning how to turn each other on. I kept kidding Joyce that one day it would be my turn to do the massage. She would always just smile and tell me that was her job. After about a half dozen sessions, I decided the next time we were together, I would be the masseur.
It turned out to be a hot, sticky July afternoon and I arrived a little early. I parked my car in front of the condo and went inside and up to her front door. Before I could knock, the door opened several inches and a little voice said, "Come on in." I pushed the door open cautiously just wide enough to slide around it. Joyce was standing at the end of the short hallway looking amazingly sexy.
She looked like a pixie, smiling from ear to ear and I smiled back at her, "Damn you look awesome girl." Joyce's dark hair was in a pony tail and she was only wearing a pair of high heels, tiny lavender boy shorts with a matching bra. The thin gauzy bra material was stretched to its limits by her gorgeous DD tits, and her oversized nipples stood out like small thumbs. The soft material of her shorts clung to her pussy lips and molded into an impressive camel toe.
I closed the door and mumbled, "God, you look good enough to eat my dear." If possible, the smile on her face got even bigger and she responded, "Sooner or later, that's pretty much the idea mister."
I walked over to her and leaned in and gave her a huge hug pulling her body to me, smashing her soft tits against me. She responded by slowly pushing her pussy against the bulge growing in my shorts. Within seconds, our lips had found each other and we kissed hard, interlocking our tongues as our breathing increased. Joyce let her hands fall to my ass and pulled me hard against her pussy and began to rotate. "Mmmm, damn that feels so good," she said.
I mumbled through our kiss, "I agree completely," and she increased the pressure against my cock. We kissed in short little stabbing licks at each until I knew it was time to start phase two. "I think it's time to start your massage young lady. It's my turn to make you totally relaxed."
Joyce smiled and let her hands slide slowly off of my butt and took one of my hands and led me back to the massage room. The candle was already lit and sultry bluesy music was playing. Without speaking she slid onto the table and slowly lifted her legs one at a time for me to remove her heels. Her eyes never left mine as she teased me with her slow sexy-as-hell, cat-like moves.
With her heels gone, it was time for her bra. I started to reach around her to unfasten it and Joyce said, "Let me lie down first." I was puzzled, but I knew enough not to question what she had in mind. She slowly turned her body so that she could lie on her stomach and when she got comfortable, I asked, "Now?" She nodded her head yes and I reached forward releasing the clasp that held in her huge titties.
Once it was undone, Joyce lifted up a bit as I pulled it out from under her. Moving to the foot of the table I reached up and grabbed the waist band of her shorts and peeled them off her round ass. As I pulled them down she wiggled her hips and in no time her shorts were in my hands. I quickly put them to my nose and inhaled deeply. Her pussy aroma was strong and sexy. After a second quick hit, I dropped them on the floor to join her bra on the carpet.
Without moving I pulled my shirt over my head and kicked my shoes off as I unzipped my shorts. Quickly, my clothes joined hers in the pile on the floor. I decided to leave my white tiny briefs on. The white against my tan looked good and I liked the way the contour pouch held my cock and balls.
