Jules and Bree, Pt 1
I work in a hospital over in Southwestern, Missouri. One of my many jobs was patient transport, where I met a lovely senior lady who I hooked up with later. You can check out my Annabelle and Jules stories here on Lit.
I met Annabelle while I was working on patient transport. We are the people that push patients around from one side of the hospital to the other or take them in a wheelchair to their car.
I am what you consider a floater.
I fill in for people who are on vacation or have a sick day. Some of my duties include patient transport, which I mentioned before, also occasionally driving the small shuttle van that picks people up from parking areas and take them to different parts of the hospital. I also work sometimes in the lab sometimes housekeeping, but I have a very good personality so I like working with people.
One day while I was driving the small shuttle van, I needed to get some fuel. I went down to see the managers office and the secretary there gave me a credit card so I could go fill up the van.
She's a cute little thing. Probably around early 30s. She has sort of straight black hair, little bit of a mousy demeanor to her with slightly irregular teeth, yet there's something about her that is very sexy and very attractive.
One time I saw her getting coffee and I noticed she had the most incredible ass. If you think that Kim Kardashian can balance a glass of champagne on her butt, so could this young gal, Bree.
I walk into the office at noon to get the credit card and I noticed that Bree was kind of rubbing her shoulders and her neck and twisting her neck.
I asked her, "Bree, you OK?".
She responded, "I was working out at the gym and I think I tweaked something in my shoulders, and my neck is just really achy."
She handed me the credit card to get the gas and I offered to try to relax the muscles in her neck and shoulders.
"Bree, I have had some massage training. I used to work with a guy from Finland when I lived out in California, and he taught me a lot of the essentials of massage. While not technically a licensed massage therapist, I do have knowledge and, without crossing personal colleague lines, I think I could help you if you don't mind?"
Bree looked at me with a cute little smile and said, "Sure I'll try anything at this point."
I rub my hands together vigorously to warm up my palms, and I gently started thumbing the back of her neck, and then gently sliding my hands over the top of her shoulders, squeezing and pulling, and working my way to the out side of her shoulders, close to the top of her arms, and then I would work my way back, gently, kneading the stressout of her neck and shoulders.
"Oh my God Jules, that is terrific. Oh, God keep going. Yes, that's really great. Oh right there. Yes, that spot there feels like. a knot there."
I knew I had her!
I continued working from the neck out to the shoulders and back, pushing my thumbs into certain strategic spots, and getting a little kitten mew from her as I hit the good spots.
Her bra strap was in the way so I lowered my head to her ear and whispered, "Bree this strap is sort of in my way, so if it's OK with you, I'm just gonna slide it to the edge of the shoulders so I can work the muscles on top of your shoulder better. Is that OK?"
"Oh yes.... Anything... just keep going!"
Her head slumped forward and she was totally succumbing to my touch.
Next, I slid my hands on the top part of her shoulder area, and my hand slid over her shoulders down the top of her arms, as I gently squeeze both sides of her arms, all the way to her elbows, and then work my way back up to her shoulders all the way to the neck worked on the neck and just constantly work back-and-forth.
I noticed Bree started breathing erratically and her left hand stealthily reached down between her legs and was touching her pussy and gently rubbing on it while I was massaging her shoulders.
It's a good thing everybody was at lunch because things could've gotten a whole lot more serious, but after about 15 or 20 minutes of massaging her shoulders and neck, I gently whispered in her ear, "Bree, I have to get back to work, but the next time I come and fill up, I'll bring a little massage oil with me and since there's nobody here I can really work the tension out of your neck and shoulders."
"I can't wait for next week. OK get out of here you're distracting me."
She giggled at me and winked and I went to go fill up my courtesy van.
Later that day I dropped off the Credit Card and she was busy talking to other colleagues. She looked at me and took the credit card back and give me a second wink.
The second week I was still relieving the courtesy van driver, so it was time to fill up the van, and I went to see Bree at her office to pick up the credit card.
I walked in the door and there was a remarkable change in her appearance. She had very light makeup on with a little bit of lipstick and some make up and a little bit of a hint of rouge on her cheeks. She looks absolutely stunning. She greeted me, "Hi Jules, ready to gas up again?"
"Yep, And I brought some of that stuff that I mentioned to you about so let me go and fill up the van real quick. I'll be right back in 10 minutes and then since everybody is at lunch, we could do a little more therapy on your neck and shoulders and maybe something else?"
She looked at me with the anticipatory smile, and said "OK".
I finished gassing up the van and came back and return the credit card and still have a lot of time to spare.
"So I mentioned this therapy cream. Might you have a microwave here that I could warm up this stuff a little bit?"
She said, "Yeah, right here."
I squirted a bunch of lotion into a small cup and put it in for about 20 seconds to warm up the lotion.
I position myself behind Bree and put a dollop of cream into my hands and rub them in my hands and then I placed my warm hands on her shoulders and neck and started to work those muscles areas I worked the previous week.
Again I heard a little moan as she described how delightful the feeling was. If she only knew what I had in my mind of what else I wanted to do to her?
Again, her bra strap is in the way so I asked if I could reposition it over her shoulder so I could get the full effect of the massage oil on her shoulders and neck.
Of course she did not object, and I continued with the massage and then again, working down her arms sliding my hands under her shirt, down her arms to her elbows and I'm working all the way back up again. I continued this massage for about 10 minutes.
Bree was very relaxed her head slung over gently, moaning words discernible to me, but they sound like almost words of passion. Again, she continued discreetly, sliding her, left hand down between her legs and playing with her pussy while I was working on her shoulders. I told her that I had to get back to work and told Bree this will work out great as it gives me a chance to practice my technique.
" I'll be back next week and we can try it again?"
She looked at me with puppy dog eyes and said,"You betcha. I'll be here. I'll be waiting for you!"
I gave her a wink and a wave and off. I went to continue on with my business.
On the third week, I had to come and get fuel again for the courtesy van. At noon I walked in to the administration office to grab the credit card.
Bree seemed more relaxed, and again I had a little bit of make up on, and even had a button down blouse that was open about two or three buttons from the top, with a hint of cleavage.
I immediately jetted on over to the service station to filled up the tank and came back within about eight minutes so I had ample time to work on Bree.
Again, I warmed up the massage oil in the microwave and position myself behind her and spread massage oil in the palms are both of my hands gently rubbing them, and then applied the massage oil to her neck and the shoulders.
I noticed, as my move my hand from her neck across to the corners of her shoulders that there was no bra strap to move.
I peaked down her shirt at her cleavage. There was a beautiful swell of the top part of her breasts, as I again continue to leer down her shirt.
Once more, she moaned very sensually as I continued working on her shoulders, arms and neck.
She whispered to me "Lower. I want your hands lower..."
I knew what she meant, as I pulled back from my last trip down her arms back to the top of her shoulders, and then I gently slid my hands down the top of her breasts and held them in my hands, gently pulling on her nipples with my thumb and first finger.
Her left hand was quite busy stimulating her pussy while I played with her tits.
She pulled her hand up to the top of her pants and slid her left hand down towards her pussy in between her panties to get some of that nectar that was oozing out.
She leaned back in a submissive pose, closing her eyes, and I leaned over her face and gently kissed her forehead and a little fish kiss on her lips.
She started breathing heavy and panting, and I knew that she was about ready to come.
I lean forward and whispered in her ear,
"Bree you're gorgeous. I want you to come for me. Come, I want you to stick your hands down your panties and finger yourself and I wanna taste you after you come. Give me your finger. I want to lick off the cum off of your orgasmic finger."
I was about halfway through everybody's lunch break at 12:30. She started jackhammering her finger hard and then she exclaimed,"My fucking husband has not touched me in five years. God, I'm so horny. I need to come. I need it! I need sex therapy. I need an orgasm."