This story line was given to me by an unknown reader. He/she contacted me and asked if I'd write it. Well, here it is, I hope that you enjoy it
Connie was hanging around her kitchen, awaiting her first costumer of the day. She's a masseuse, licensed by the state to conduct her own massage parlor. Only problem here was the fact that she was working out of her apartment, which was against the complex's rules. So far she hasn't been caught, she tries hard to screen her appointments.
Connie is forty years old, long blond hair, combed straight down her back to her waist. Her face has a lot of wrinkles, from the worry of where the next dollar is going to come from. Her breasts are not overly large, but they are firm, round and her best feature. Her waist is getting larger as the years go by and her legs are long and still in pretty good shape.
Connie tries hard to keep herself looking good, because her ad is for Erotic Massages. She has had a few customers leave in the middle of a massage, because they were unsatisfied with her. Connie was giving some serious thought to calling it quits and finding a real job to make ends meet.
As Connie sat, sipping her coffee, she hear a knock on the door. Getting up to answer it, she turned the knob and started to open it. Suddenly the door was shoved open, and Connie's landlord was pushing his way into her apartment. Connie fell back into the kitchen, grabbing the kitchen table for stability.
"What in the hell do you think your doing," she yelled.
The landlord, Jim Thompson was about six foot three, 360 pounds, balding, and had the stump of a cigar in his mouth. His beer gut hung from under his shirt and over his belt, and he smelled of bad breath and beer.
"Well Miss Connie," Jim said, "I'm your next customer".
Connie was really taken aback at this. True she didn't know who her next customer was, but she never in her life thought it would be him.
Jim said, "I've seen the ad you run for Erotic Massages, and you know I can have you evicted if you don't do what I tell you".
"I know what you can do Mr. Thompson, and I'm sure we can come to some mutual agreement," Connie said.
"Oh we're going to agree, that's a fact, because if we don't, you'll be in jail this afternoon," Jim said.
"Okay, okay, let's get this over with," Connie said.
"Connie, first off, you are not the one that is going to give me a massage, I want your daughter to do that," Jim said.
"She not licensed for that," Connie said.
"Don't give a dam if she's licensed or not, either she does it, or I call the cops," Jim said.
Connie fell to the chair and wanted to throw her coffee cup at that ugly bastard, but she had no choice, she had to follow through.
"Okay, I'll talk to her, but your going to go home and take a bath and look half way presentable when you come back," Connie said.
Jim turned to leave and just laughed at Connie. "I'll be back in a hour, you better be ready for me," he said. He opened the door and slammed it behind him as he left.
Connie went to Betty's room and knocked as she entered.
"I need to talk to you sweetheart, I'm in a bit of a bind and I need your help," Connie said.
Betty was twenty two years old, stood five three, slim build, bright red hair, cut short, green eyes. She weighed just under one hundred pounds. Her breasts were small, but looked perfect on her. Her butt was her best asset, as it pouted out as if yearning to be touched. Her legs were thin, but nice.
Connie went on to explain what the landlord wanted and if he didn't get his way, she'd end up in jail.
"Your not going to jail mom, I'll do it for you, but you need to show me what to do," Betty said.
Connie took Betty into the spare room and showed her the different creams and oils and told her what to use them for, and gave her a small demonstration on what to do.
"Okay Mom, I think I got it, but I'll have to change and be ready for him when he gets here". "I also want you to stay in your room while he's here, no matter what you hear, okay"?, she asked.
"Alright, but you do know I don't like this," Connie said. She then went into her room and closed the doors.
Betty also went to her room, she removed the clothes she had on and took a quick shower. Coming back into her room, she opened a drawer and brought out a peach color pair of thong panties. Slipping them up her legs, they felt so good. The silk like fabric always made her feel special. Whenever she wanted to masturbate, she'd wear these panties. She then found the matching bra and placed it over her small breasts, clasping it closed in the front. Looking in the mirror, she liked what she saw and went to her closet to get a light robe, to cover herself. She then went to the kitchen to await the landlord.
Betty did not have to wait long, when she answered the knock on the door. Opening the door she let Jim in to the apartment. He had cleaned up, but to her eyes he was still a fat, ugly, beer guzzling, son of a bitch to her. She showed him back to the massage room, told him to undress and get on the table and she'd be right back.
When Betty went back in the room, Jim was lying on the massage table, with a large towel over his large butt. Betty went to the table with the creams and took a tube with her to start on Jim.
"Hey"!, Jim said, "Your suppose to be giving me an erotic massage, loose the robe".
Betty took off the robe while standing in front of Jim's face. She was just inches from him, as his eyes roamed over her body. He had watched her walk by his office so many times, wondering what she'd look like undressed. So many thoughts had run through his mind that it drove him to the point where he was forcing the issue.
His eyes danced over her small pert breasts, wishing that she didn't have to wear that bra. He then let his eyes travel down to her panties and was almost going to make her remove them, along with the bra. He thought about doing that, but hoped that as the massage went on, she might be more willing.
When Betty removed her robe, she knew the effect it would have on him. She had heard his lewd comments every time she had walked by him. Betty stood there and let him eyeball her and she hoped that he would calm down so she could get this over with.
Moving to his right side, Betty put some cream on her hands and started to work Jim's neck and shoulder muscles. Her hands were like silk on his body, as he closed his eyes and made believe that she was naked while giving the massage. His neck muscle started to relax, as her fingers worked.
Jim was so large, in order to reach his neck properly, she had to lean her chest into his side. With all the movements she was making, her nipples started to stiffen. Betty always knew her nipples were her downfall, once they got hard, it wasn't going to be long before her pussy started to get wet. If that happened, she'd want to have a hard cock nearby, and she really didn't want to fuck this fat bastard.
As Betty kneaded Jim's shoulder, she was able to back away from him and not have her nipples rubbing against his body. Betty continued working his side, back and lower back, thinking that this wasn't going to be to bad.
Betty moved over to his other side and again worked his neck and shoulder. Her nipples were once again getting hard. As much as she tried to ignore it, she couldn't. The more she moved, the more her bra caressed her nipples and kept her hard.
As she went down his side and back to his lower back, her pussy started to get wet. Betty's mind was starting to wonder what size cock Jim had. Was it small, large, short, long? As her mind wandered, she worked on both his legs. She then told him to roll over on his back, and she'd massage his front side. As he moved, she was standing by his feet and got a good look at Jim's cock.
It wasn't big, but it was fat, like him. His nut sack was very large, her lips were wetted by her tongue as he moved. Betty's pussy was now drenched, she could feel the fluid dribble down her leg. God she needed a good stiff fuck.
Betty worked on Jim's legs from the feet up. When she reached his fat thighs, she kneaded the flesh, like she knew what she was doing. The back of her hand had touched his cock and his nut sack as she worked her hands under the towel he wore.
The more Betty had her hands on his inner thighs, the more Jim's cock grew. It wasn't long before his cock was very hard and pushing the towel up from his body.
Betty eyed the lifting towel and said to Jim, "This is going to be your one and only massage, if you ever try to threaten my mother or me again, I'll tell the police that you forced me to have sex with you". So what happens from here on, is never going to happen again".
Jim agreed with Betty saying, "I only wanted to see you, nothing else".
Betty then reached up and took hold of the towel and slowly slid it off of Jim. When his hard cock was in sight, she just looked at it. It was about six inches in length, but thick, real thick. The head was circumcised, and purplish in color. The pee hole was also large, almost three-eights of an inch around. His nut sack was holding two large nuts.
Betty placed her hand around his shaft and Jim inhaled sharply. Betty then started to masturbate this hard cock in her hand. Betty shoved her free hand into her panties and felt her moist pussy at her fingertips.
