"You get your clothes off and lie on the massage table, I'll go and sort out the booking," Cathy instructed, pulling up her thong and leggings in one go.
"Oh, alright then," I joked as in a 'if-I-must-do' sort of way, kicking off my trainers, socks and shorts before reaching for and wrapping a white towel around my waist.
"Has 'sir' gone all shy then?" she grinned at my actions, stepping towards me and pressing her body into mine as she reached up to kiss me once more.
"It's just in case....anyone comes in...whilst you're gone," I replied, kissing back at her whilst fondling her buttocks.
"Very wise," she smiled up at me, "I don't want anyone else trying to 'sort out' your 'problem' for you."
"There's no-one else here....that causes....this problem," I reassured her.
Cathy pushed her tongue into my mouth at this and I could feel her rubbing herself against my now stiffening once more shaft.
Our kissing was getting more urgent but after a few moments she reluctantly pulled herself away saying, "Just let me go and book this out, then we've got plenty of time for more of that...and this" and she trailed her fingers from my balls all the way up my now stiff again cock, causing it to harden even more. I groaned loudly, first at her touch and then in disappointment as her hand left me.
Cathy turned as she reached the door and as I pulled my t-shirt up over my head I was pleased at her reaction as I revealed my toned upper body and flat stomach; "mmmm, nice...very nice," she smiled, pausing to look at me for a moment before taking a white coat, the type that doctors or dentists wear, from the back of the door and then adding; "I won't be long, don't go anywhere."
I tried to decide whether to lie on my back or face down and was glad that I'd opted for face down when, after 4-5 minutes, Cathy came back into the room, now wearing that white coat which only came down to just above her knee.
She'd also put on a pair of black, high-heeled shoes and I hoped that she wasn't wearing anything else as I immediately thought of peeling the coat off her and then fucking her with her legs stuck up in the air, wearing just those high heeled shoes.
My excitement instantly waned, however, when another lady, who I recognized as one of the other gym instructors, followed her into the room moments afterwards.
In the time that Cathy had been gone my thoughts had ranged from what we'd just done, what we might still now get up to, through to the pessimistic there was bound to be some problem and 'that would be that'.
As Cathy introduced the other lady as 'Louise' my initial despair that there obviously was a problem of some sort disappeared as Cathy explained that her colleague just needed to have a 'quick look' for some sort of documents and would be 'leaving us to it fairly shortly'.
The way she'd grinned and raised her eyebrows as she'd slightly emphasized 'to it' was a real turn-on and I relaxed once more.
After, however, Cathy had gone through the motions of properly introducing herself and saying that she understood I was suffering from a hamstring strain, this blooming Louise was still fiddling around in various drawers, talking all the time and not showing much sign at all of going.
Cathy had rubbed some lotion of some sort onto her hands and I had to stop myself from sighing too loudly as she quite gently and, very professionally, began to massage at the back of my upper leg.
All the while she was informing me of the purpose of what she was doing, and asking how it felt and if she'd pinpointed the 'problem area' yet?
Louise had now crouched low down at a drawer with her back completely to us and I then felt Cathy's fingers trail further up the inside of my thigh, underneath the towel and tickle at my scrotum!
She obviously felt me start and stifle a moan and I turned my face to see her grinning broadly at me as she said; "I think I've pinpointed the problem Martin, it's right here, isn't it?" as she very gently fondled my balls and the base of my cock.
Cathy could presumably see past me to where Louise was still crouched down and after I'd muttered a stilted, "Yep" in reply, she continued to grope me for a few more moments, seeming to enjoy the mixed look of sheer pleasure and yet frustration on my face at her touch.
I now lifted my back-side up from the table enabling Cathy to reach further forward and underneath the length of my prick.
This was nothing like her previous grabbing at my cock which had been quite forceful and firm, this was soft and delicate as she traced her finger-nails back and forth down the side of my shaft.
I really had to stifle my sighing at what she was doing but was pleased to sense that she was breathing quite heavily too.
I then felt her move her hand away and start talking to her colleague once more as it became apparent that Louise couldn't find the documents she was looking for.
My hopes that this would mean she would quickly leave us were dashed, however, when she continued to talk to Cathy about that she'd 'never realized how noisy it was when they had an exercise class next door' and a whole range of other issues.
It seemed that she was talking for ages and ages but, in reality it was probably only a few minutes. Just as, however, I'd got to the stage of literally screaming in my head; 'will you please just fuck off, so I can fuck this sexy young woman once more!' Cathy quite firmly said, "Louise, Martin's problem really does need my full concentration, so can we catch up later?"
Louise apologized and Cathy followed her to the door, quite literally ushering her outside.
"Thank god for that," she smiled, having locked the door and turned around.
I felt my cock, which had gone quite limp whilst waiting for Louise to clear off, stir in anticipation and then rapidly stiffen as Cathy walked back toward me whilst starting to unbutton the top buttons of her white coat.
"Now I'm assuming that I'll have to give your problem a little personal attention to wake it up again?" she asked.
"Oh, I think you'll find that it's already fully awake once more," I replied, turning onto my back and pulling away the towel, allowing my large erection to spring out and upwards.
Cathy smiled broadly.
"What can I say? I am really flattered once more," she said, standing close to me and trailing her finger-tips down my chest and stomach as I held my cock away from me making it stand upright and proud. The veins were sticking out from it, with the helmet massively enlarged and even I was impressed with how damn hard it looked.
I was breathing really heavily now, tensing at her light touch and her standing so close to me, dying for her to take me in her hand or her mouth, or to simply straddle me and impale herself on my cock, but she slowly walked round to the head of the table and pulled me back down into a fully lying position.
"Close your eyes and put your hands by your sides," she instructed.
