The following story is fiction. Similarity to any person, place or incident is purely coincidental. Enjoy!
Sadie read the name at least 10 times, a slight panic growing in her chest with each glance at her calendar, "Robert Brown...it's a pretty common name," she told herself, even though she knew that given the size of their small town, a second Robert Brown was unlikely.
Sadie's aunt was only briefly married to Robert, but in those two years he had become a frequent presence in Sadie's life. A bitter divorce marked the end of Robert's welcomed visits to family dinners and events, and he was definitely missed. Although Robert was a frequent visitor at the gym Sadie co-owned with her boyfriend, a gym wasn't the best place to have a conversation, so it had been years since Sadie had spoke to him.
Sadie's thoughts were interrupted by the shrill ring of the front desk telephone. With a sigh, she answered on the 2nd ring, attempting to sound cheerful, "Serenity Spa, Sadie speaking. How may I help you?" She was greeted with silence on the other end, "Hello?" Sadie began to lose patience, and started to hang up the phone.
"Um, hello. This is ...uh, Robert. Brown? I was calling to reschedule my massage. I just realized who my masseuse would be, and well, I wasn't aware that you worked there Sadie."
Any discomfort Sadie had feared when she imagined talking to her aunt's ex-husband immediately deteriorated when she hear his voice. "Hey Robert! How are you? It's been so long!"
With obvious relief in his voice, Robert responded, "I know it's been too long. I'm great! Hope you and the family are well."
"We are. Thank you for asking. So you need to reschedule? I can do that for you." Even though Sadie should have felt relief that he would not be her client that day, she couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed, and the thought caused a heat to rise in her face.
"Yeah, I just, I didn't want you to feel awkward or uncomfortable massaging me. I know the divorce with your Aunt Helen was ugly, and I'm probably not your favorite person," Robert mumbled.
Sadie felt genuine shock by his comment, "Oh no! You don't think anyone in the family blames you? We all know what Aunt Helen is like. You weren't her first ex-husband, and from what I hear, you won't be the last. I miss you Robert...erm, I mean we miss you. Everyone does." Sadie could feel her heart begin to flutter in her chest, and the heat in her cheeks intensify. "What is wrong with me?" wondered Sadie.
"That is great to hear, Sadie. I'm happy you feel that way. In that case, I may as well keep my appointment, I sure need it."
"Great! I'll see you at 3! Bye," Sadie replied with more enthusiasm than she had intended.
"See you soon, Sadie."
After hanging up the phone, Sadie could feel a lightness in her body that surprised her, and a fluttering in her stomach that she had not experienced since her middle school crushes. Sadie couldn't possible be attracted to Robert, could she? He was too old for her, and he was practically family still.
Sadie tried to push the images of him at the gym out of her head, but she could not stop herself. At 45, Robert was 21 years her senior, but he did not physically show his age. With his long limbed 6' frame, and toned body, he easily passed for a man no older than his mid 30s. Sadie had often watched him at the gym, and wondered how her aunt could be crazy enough to let him go.
Brushing those ridiculous thoughts out of her head, Sadie glanced at the clock and realized she had less than an hour until Robert would be there, so she went to prepare the room for their session.
While checking to make sure the changing room was tidy, Sadie caught her reflection in the full-length mirror, and began to feel a little silly in what she had chose to wear that day. Her top was chosen for how well it hugged her curvy shape, and the low cut neckline accentuated her ample 34 D chest, and long, slim torso. Her tight, black jeans snugly curved along the lines of her round ass, a feature that used to embarrass her, but Sadie had come to appreciate how her larger butt made everything she wore look incredibly sexy. Her long brown hair was swept up into a loose bun on top of her head, which made her long neck look even longer. Sadie had never had any trouble finding a boyfriend, and even though she tried not to show it, she knew she was gorgeous.
Her work outfits were always chosen knowing what would get Sadie the best tips, but she now wished she had chosen something a little more modest that day, as she tugged her shirt upward, unsuccessfully trying to cover her ample cleavage.
When 3 o'clock arrived, Sadie was waiting in the massage room, nervously playing with a strand of hair that escaped her bun and had fallen to the side of her face. She could not figure out why she was so nervous, she had known Robert since she was 18, and had never felt uncomfortable in his presence. Sadie told herself that she would just remain as professional as she could, and treat him like he were any other client, when she heard him coming down the hallway into her room.
Sadie gasped slightly when he entered the room, taken aback by how nice he looked; she had been eyeing him from a distance at the gym, but had not seen him up close in well over 2 years. The work he had been putting into his body was definitely showing, and she could make out his muscles underneath his tight t-shirt. Robert was what most people would call tall, dark and handsome, but he did not let his looks inflate his ego, which made him 10 times more attractive.
Sadie was probably imagining things, but she thought she saw him look her up and down before speaking to her. "Hey Sadie! Wow, you look fantastic. Um, I mean, it's great to see you."
Sadie was unsure whether or not to hug him, so she quickly replied, "You too" and began to prepare the table for the massage, pointing him toward the changing room. She could feel her hands shake as he left the room, and she needed to remind herself that he was just a massage client, and that she had done this hundreds of times before.
Robert walked out of the room with a towel wrapped around his waist, and when she looked up Sadie almost dropped the bottle of massage oil in her hand. Robert was not only handsome, but he was fucking hot! Sadie felt her face redden with that unexpected thought, and hoped Robert did not notice. "Here, lay down on your stomach, and I will adjust your towel," she told him to get his gaze off of her.
As Sadie began the massage by pouring warm oil over the length of his legs, she desperately tried to think of something to say, to break the awkward silence, and was grateful when he spoke first, "I thought you owned the gym downtown. Why are you working here?" he asked.
"Oh, bills are ridiculous and I work here on weekends to help out." she replied. Sadie wondered if he could hear in her voice that she was lying about her reasons for working at the spa. Ever since she bought the gym with her boyfriend, their relationship had begun to deteriorate. She wasn't sure if it was the amount of time they spent together, or the fact that their time together was always based around business, but Sadie found that she needed more time away from him, and the spa was the perfect distraction. It was just an added bonus that she discovered what a turn on massaging her clients had become.
She had never crossed the professional line with her clients, but she had found ways of satisfying herself without them even knowing. Sadie had gotten a reputation of being one of the sexiest masseuses in town, and she had several regulars, many of them attractive men.
In the beginning, when she first discovered how hot she would get while massaging, she would usually let it build and take care of it at home in the bathroom, where her boyfriend couldn't hear. Over time, she discovered that if she adjusted the height of the massage table, she could discreetly apply constant pressure to her clit through the entire appointment. Recently, she had taken it one step further and allowed herself to cum during the massage. Sadie quickly pushed the idea of stimulation during this appointment out of her head, even though Robert was by far the sexiest man she had ever massaged, she knew it would be too weird.
Sadie started out as she normally did with all full-body massages, with the feet. Roberts feet were rather large, and she found herself wondering if it was true what they said about big feet...before she shook her head in anger at herself. "Keep it professional, Sadie," she thought. As she worked on his amazingly toned legs, Sadie realized that she forgot to adjust the table since her last appointment, and the table brushed against her clit while she worked. She found that she had to force herself to stop pressing against the table, as she felt her panties grow slightly wet with juices that accumulated from her excitement.
It didn't help when Robert moaned, "Wow, that feels amazing, Sadie. If you wouldn't mind, my upper thighs have been extremely tight."
"Of course," she said and she began to knead his muscular thighs. Sadie tried to stop her gaze from wandering to the curve of his ass under the towel, but she could not stop herself; he had an amazing ass.