She had an appointment for a massage at 3pm. Debbie had never gone to this place, but took a friend's advice and decided to use the male masseuse named Paul. Her friend said he was very good and had great hands. She was very tense from a brutal work schedule and really needed some personal time to relax.
He greeted her and told her to get changed and get on the table and beneath the sheets while he got ready. Debbie noticed that he was quite attractive but paid little attention as she stripped naked and got under the sheets and waited. The room was warm and the music was very soothing. The lights were dim as she closed her eyes and waited. Paul returned and asked her if she minded if he uncovered each area as he worked on it. She had no objections and he began with the head and scalp. His hands were very nurturing and strong on her and she relaxed and enjoyed the start of the massage. Next he moved to her neck and shoulders and softly kneaded the flesh in the upper back and skillfully worked on the neck with practiced hands. Her girlfriend was right; he was very good. The pressure was just right. He pulled the sheet lower and Debbie's upper back was exposed as he worked on her shoulder blades and the spine. The oils were nice and warm and the feeling of well being spread through her as he worked. "If any area is too tender or if you want me to stop or move on, just say so," he whispered softly. She gently nodded her head.
As he took each shoulder blade, one hand went under her shoulder between the sheet covered table and her skin. His other hand was rubbing and working the blade nicely as he massaged the back, while the bottom hand held and pressed above the top of her breast.
He was only holding the very top of her breast but it felt soothing and she was not alarmed by the nearness of his hand to her full breast. His hands then moved lower and her low back and the top of her ass were now exposed. More warm oil lubricated her as he began to rub deeply. His hands moved to the top of her ass cheeks and pressed firmly to get the deep muscles beneath. Usually, she thought, this is about as far as most massage therapists go, but Paul continued down and was now doing her entire ass with gliding strokes. He grabbed full handfuls of ass and paid a lot of attention to this area. The heels of the hands were going deep into the muscles. She realized that her entire ass was exposed as he continued, but she said nothing while enjoying the movement of his hands. One hand now began to move down the center crack and then sweep back over the top, massaging muscle but also being dangerously close to her most private areas. This had never been done to her before but it felt very good while at the same time very sensuous. It was an intimate use of her body but certainly not a violation of her sexual space. Or was it? She didn't know but was enjoying the sensations. He kept this up for quite a while until suddenly he moved to her thighs.
He had the backs of her thighs in his hands and pressed deeply with long gliding strokes. His hands seemed to always end at the top of her inner thigh, and near where the crease of her ass met her pussy. He then began massaging the inner thigh from the knee up and ran his hands almost to her crotch. The movement was skillful and felt very good on her legs. She felt him part her legs a bit to allow these strokes and this permitted his hands to almost touch her pussy each time. She had on no sheet at all, and the back of her body was totally naked in the warm room as he caressed and stroked and massaged her. In spite of herself she could feel herself begin to become aroused by his hands and the way he