Allie Taes Massage Class

Allie entered the church office, excited and ready for work.

"Good morning, Ginny! How are you today?" Ginny could tell something was different.

"Hi, Allie. I'm good. What's going on with you?"

"I'm taking a massage class at the community college," said Allie. "We started last night, and I love it!"

"Terrific, Allie! When can you practice on me?" asked Ginny.

"Probably a few weeks, at least. I have lots to learn, but I really enjoy it."

The ladies turned as Jason entered the office.

"Morning, ladies. What's so exciting?" Jason saw the big smile on Allie's face.

"Alle's training to be a masseuse," said Ginny. "I get the first massage!"

"Ok, I get the second one," said Jason. "Will you get certified?"

"It's a two-year associate degree in applied science. I'll learn about anatomy, massage techniques, pathology awareness, physiology, and other skills. But I can practice on people along the way. The professor said last night I should wait a couple of weeks, so I get some basics."

"Wow, Allie! I'm so proud of you. I knew you had potential when I hired you, and I'm delighted you are pursuing this. And I will gladly pay you. I can probably get you more customers, too," said Jason. "Jenna will be jealous I get one before she does." The three laughed, then discussed the day's activities.

***

Three weeks passed quickly. Allie kept Ginny updated on her progress and became more excited as the weeks advanced.

"My teacher says I'm ready," Allie told Ginny. "Do you still want me to practice on you?"

"Of course! When can we do this?"

"Well, I don't have class tomorrow, so I can do it then."

"That works for me," said Ginny. "Come by my house after seven. Do you have a massage table, or where will you do it?"

"I'm saving up to get a portable table," said Allie, "but I can massage you on a bed, if that's ok."

"Fine by me," agreed Ginny. "Tomorrow it is! Awesome!"

Allie arrived at Ginny's house by seven thirty. Ginny let her in and led her to her den, a cozy room with adjustable lighting. Soft music played over speakers, filling the room.

"I love that music!" said Allie. "Who is that?"

"That's Ella Fitzgerald. They called her the 'Queen of Jazz.' She sang blues music, the best!"

"I love it for a massage. Great choice!" Allie glanced around. There was no bed, no sofa flat enough to do a massage.

"Do you want the massage on the floor, Ginny?" Allie half-laughed nervously.

"Oh, no! So, I have a surprise for you. The preacher and I want to pay you for our massages, and we decided to do it by getting you a massage table!"

"Wait, you bought me a table?"

"Yes! There's a box behind the sofa. Open it."

Allie squealed and rushed to find the box. It was huge, but well hidden behind the couch. It took Allie and Ginny almost an hour to open the box, pull out the portable massage table, set it up, wipe it down, and make a few adjustments. It was beautiful!

"I can't believe this! This is an expensive table! I couldn't afford this in years. Why did you do this?" Tears were forming in Allie's eyes.

"Sweetie, Jason and I think you are a special person, we love your work in the church, and we want to do something significant to encourage you in your new project. We think you'll be an amazing masseuse! Do you like it?"

Allie answered by giving Ginny a big hug, tears now falling down her cheeks. "Yes! Yes! Yes! I love it!"

"Great, now let's try it out," said Ginny. "How do you want me?"

"Well, I'm just getting started," said Allie, wiping her eyes. "You can be fully clothed, just in underwear, or totally unclothed, your choice. I have towels to cover you. And I need some hot water to warm the oil."

Ginny showed Allie to the kitchen and left her warming oil. When Allie returned, Ginny was lying facedown on the table, totally naked! Lights in the den were dimmer.

"I hope you don't mind, but I want a real, deep tissue massage, not a halfway massage," said Ginny. Allie giggled.

"Not a problem." She poured oil on Ginny's shoulders and began rubbing, digging into the muscles.

"Oh, yeah! That's what I need." Ginny shivered.

Allie had learned well. She worked on Ginny's neck, shoulders, and back, then skipped to her legs. She poured oil down one leg and began massaging.

"You missed some," said Ginny. "I'm not shy. My butt muscles need massaging, too."

"Well, I, uh, I wasn't sure. My teacher said not to assume anything, but if you want it..."

"I want it. Thanks." Allie dripped oil on one ass cheek, and rubbed it in. She alternated cheeks, adding oil as necessary, until the cheeks were soft and pliable.

"You were tight there," said Allie. "I'm learning to identify tense areas and address the tenseness." She finished Ginny's ass and moved on to the legs, then gave a soothing foot massage."

"You are wonderful!" said Ginny. "You almost put me to sleep."

"Thanks. Now, uh, I, uh, do you..." Ginny laughed loudly.

"Yes, I do!" Ginny turned over onto her back, settling on the table. "Again, I'm not shy. Give me a good massage." This time Allie laughed, more comfortable.

"Message received." Allie began with Ginny's chest and neck, gently rubbing, finding tense muscles and working out the kinks. She dripped the warm oil on Ginny's breasts and covered them with both hands. Ginny shivered again.

"Mmmm. That feels great."

"The teacher said that most women have tense muscles in their breasts. I feel some tenseness, so I'll work it out." Allie started with circular motions around Ginny's breasts, engulfing them as much as she could with her small hands. She pulled her fingers up, lightly, as though stretching and pulling off the nipples, then tightened on her boss' nipples, pinching and twisting them."

"Oh, God! Mmmhumm." Ginny was breathing heavily.

"Ok, moving down," said Allie. She was speaking calmly, in a low voice. She massaged Ginny's stomach thoroughly, then jumped to her legs. "I'm not avoiding anything. I'll come back." Ginny smiled, her eyes still closed. Allie dug into Ginny's thigh and calf muscles, causing groans. Then she moved beside Ginny's hips and poured oil onto her crotch.

"You want everything massaged? You have to tell me."

"Yes, please. I need to relax everywhere, if it's alright with you."

"No problem." Allie opened Ginny's legs, pulling her feet up almost to her crotch. This opened Ginny's pussy completely. Allie dripped more oil onto he already wet pussy and began rubbing, first the inner thighs just outside the pussy, then the outer labia, the inner labia, finishing with the clit. When she reached Ginny's clit, Ginny jumped, but Allie continued. She inserted two fingers into Ginny's vaginal hole, and jammed them in and out, while rapidly massaging the engorged clit.

"Oh, yeah! Oh, God! Yes! That feels so good! Don't stop, Allie! Oh-my-God, I'm cominnggg! Uuunnngghhhh! Oh, oh! Aaanngghhh!" Allie kept fingering her boss until she stopped jerking, then poured warm oil in her hand and laid her hand over Ginny's mound.

"My goodness gracious, Allie! You are good! I could go to sleep now," said Ginny.

"Well, go right ahead," said Allie. She picked up a blanket from the sofa and covered Ginny. "I brought a book I can read. Sleep awhile. It'll help you stay relaxed."

It was an hour later that Ginny awoke. Allie snuggled in a chair, reading.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry!"

"No, don't be," said Allie. "But since you're awake, I am hungry. Do you have anything to eat?"

Ginny laughed, dressed quickly, and prepared some eggs, bacon, and grits. "I hope you don't mind, but I enjoy breakfast anytime of the day."

"Me too," said Allie. After a leisurely meal, finished off with biscuits and strawberry jam, Ginny helped Allie fold her new massage table and pack the supplies.

"I still can't believe y'all bought me this," said Allie. "I feel like a read masseuse!"

"You are a real masseuse!" said Ginny. "That massage was terrific! I will recommend you to my friends. I can't wait to hear how the preacher likes his." Ginny grinned and winked at Allie.

"Oh my! I hadn't thought of that. Surely he will be shyer."

"Don't count on it, sweetie. You'll see." Ginny smiled, and Allie thought about that all the way home.

***

A week or two passed and either Jason or Allie was busy. Allie had enthusiastically thanked Jason for his part in her new massage table, but they couldn't figure out a time for his massage, until one weekend.

"Allie," Jason caught Allie in the church office just before she left for the weekend, "Are you free tonight? Or tomorrow? I finally have a free weekend."

"I can do either one, boss. Which do you prefer?"

"Well, first I prefer that you call me Jason. Second, what if you go out to eat with Jenna and me, then you can come to the house for the massage. Does that work for you?" He turned to Ginny. "Ginny, why don't you come with us? I've wanted to take you two for an appreciation meal, and this will be good."

"Sounds great! Thanks!" Allie agreed, and Ginny seconded.

Jason called Jenna and she met them at a nice Japanese restaurant.

"I've been wanting to eat here," said Jenna. "This is wonderful! Jason tells me all the time how much he appreciates you both, and he's wanted to do this. I'm just glad he invited me." Jenna poked her husband in the ribs, laughing.

"Well, we've both been so busy we haven't had time to talk together, much less eat. So, I'm treating my three special ladies tonight." Allie blushed, Ginny chuckled, and Jenna kissed him.

"Ok, let's order. Ladies, get whatever you want; it's on him," said Jenna, smiling at Jason. After ordering, Jenna caught up with Ginny and Allie.

"Allie, Jason told me about your new interest in massages. That's terrific! I want in for a massage, too."

"Allie is already a professional," said Ginny. She gave me the most relaxing, calming, and mind-blowing massage I've ever had!" Ginny smiled and winked at Allie, who blushed.

"I'm next!" said Jason. "Tonight, I get a massage when we get home. I can't wait."

"He has been awfully tense, Allie," said Jenna, chuckling. "I hope you can help him."

"Oh, she can! She'll put him to sleep." Ginny laughed, just as the food arrived. The rest of the meal was filled with small talk, mostly about unimportant things. Ginny asked about a church event, and Jason politely stopped her.

"No business tonight, ladies. Just pleasure." Jenna giggled. "No, I, uh, I didn't mean..." Jenna and Ginny laughed loudly while Allie turned redder. "Ok, let's change the subject.'

After a scrumptious meal, the group enjoyed the little cups of tea and dainty pieces of Japanese cheesecake. When their discussion slowed, Jason paid the bill, and they left. Ginny rode home with Jenna, and Jason carried Allie by the church. The massage table and her other supplies were in her car. Jason insisted Allie ride with him, and she and Ginny could spend the night in their guest bedrooms if it got too late. She readily agreed.

At home, Jason helped with the table while Allie warmed the oil. He set it up in the living room and put on some soft music. Jenna and Ginny were in the kitchen, drinking coffee and chatting.

"Ok, Jason," said Allie. "You're the first man I've massaged, so it will be uncomfortable for me, if not for you. I tell everybody, you can leave on as much as you wish, depending on the extent of the massage you want. Oil might ruin some clothes, so you might want to change. Or not. Anyway..." Allie was blushing, so Jason decided to help her out.

"Look, Allie. I know I'm your boss, and I'm the preacher, but I'm just a human like everyone else. I'm not an exhibitionist, like my wife, but I'm not at all shy. I need a massage, and Ginny has bragged about hers, so please give me what you gave her. Ok?"

"Well, uh, ok. So, take off your clothes and lay face down on the table." Allie turned away to get the oil. When she turned back, Jason was, indeed, naked on the table.

"I'm ready when you are, Allie," he said, settling his face into the face cradle.

Allie tested the oil on her hand, poured some on Jason's neck and shoulders, and began rubbing. He was quite tense, and groaned as she worked on the muscles, but the almost painful massage let good. He had never had a massage, other than the quick ones Jenna gave him on his neck. Allie was getting deep into sore muscles, and it felt good.

Allie worked on his neck and shoulders, then down his back. Jason relaxed more each minute; when Allie dug deep into a muscle, he jumped, then relaxed even more.

"Uh, do want me to..."

"Whatever you did for Ginny, please."

Allie poured warm oil on Jason's buttocks and watched it roll into his crack. She was glad he couldn't see her red face as she reached to touch his ass cheeks. He didn't jump; Allie did!

"Are you ok?" asked Jason, not moving his head.

"Yeah, I'm just nervous. You're my first man. Oh, I mean, uh, the first man I've massaged." She touched his cheek again, then started massaging.

"I told you I'm not shy," said Jason. "Just do what you need to do. No need to be nervous."

Allie massaged in earnest now, working the warm oil into Jason's ass, pouring more on, massaging. She hated to move on, but did. His legs were especially tight, and Allie dug deep to ease the muscles, ending with a good feet massage.

"Well, uh, if you don't mind..." Jason knew what to do, and quickly turned over, his naked front now in full view. His cock was only halfway erect, but it was enough to make Allie gasp. She reached for a towel and placed it over his crotch.

"Uh, my teacher says it is natural for a man to have an erection during a massage, but, if you want me to quit..." Allie was now beet red.

"Did you cover Ginny when you massaged her front?" Jason asked, watching Allie's face.

"No."

"Then don't cover mine," Jason said kindly and smiled. "You'll get used to different bodies the more you massage different people. Some may want to be covered; others won't. It's ok. You're doing a great job. Carry on." Jason relaxed and closed his eyes. Allie stared at his softening member, then poured oil on his chest and began again. Her hands trembled some but became calmer the more she worked on Jason's body.

"I appreciate you trying to make me comfortable. I really do. Thanks." Jason nodded and grunted as she worked down to his stomach. As she did with Ginny, Allie skipped Jason's midsection and worked on his thighs, calves, and feet again. Then she cleared her throat.

"Ok, here goes." Allie opened his legs wide, dripped warm oil on his inner thighs close to his crotch, and massaged, alternating up and down movements. She gradually centered her focus, and rubbing, on his growing cock. Allie took a deep breath, poured oil directly on it, and grabbed the engorged member.

"Is this ok?"

"Yep." Jason took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Allie stared at his cock as it grew rapidly.

"Oh yeah. That'll relieve my tension." Allie giggled, and began rubbing harder, both hands stroking, pulling up and twisting, one hand covering the reddening head then the other.

"Oh yeah, this won't take long," said Jason, moaning. "You might need a towel." Allie never stopped. She could feel his orgasm building and felt when he was ready to explode.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm cominngggg!" Allie, fascinated with Jason's cock, was leaning close, watching, when the spurting jism hit her in the face. She kept stroking him until his cock stopped jerking. She gathered the cum from his cock into her hand and brought it to her mouth, quickly, before Jason could see her, and sucked it into her mouth, also licking the part that hit her in the face. She had heard about women tasting cum and was curious.

"Oh, my goodness, Allie! Ginny was right. That was wonderful. I might need a massage every week." Allie giggled, licking her lips. She wouldn't mind.

The door opened and Jenna walked in, followed by Ginny.

"Well, how was it, Jason?" asked Jenna. She walked over to him, still lying on the table naked, and kissed him. "Judging from the noises we heard, it must've been good." Jenna turned to look at Allie, noticing a bit of cum still on her lip. Without thinking, she reached out to wipe it, bringing it to her own lips. "Yep, that's my man!" She smiled as Ginny laughed.

"Honey," said Jason, "this was Allie's first man massage, so go easy on her. She was terrific! I told her I will need one every week; stress of the job, of course." They all laughed.

"Well, I'm next," said Jenna.

"Yours will have to wait a while," said Allie. "My hands are sore. I'm just getting used to using my hands this much." She opened and closed her hands as she spoke. "My teacher said to soak them in warm Epsom salt after each massage."

"Come on, then. I'll get it ready for you," said Jenna. Jason dressed and helped Ginny wipe and fold the massage table, then they found Jenna and Allie sitting at the kitchen table, Allie's hands soaking.

"I'm glad y'all are staying the night," said Jenna. "This has been a fun night; it's nice to have women around the house. Not that I don't like having you around the house, Jason." Jason stuck his tongue out at his wife, teasing.

"It has been nice," he said. "We'll do this again."

"My turn next time," said Jenna.

After an hour of chatting, coffee and snacks, Ginny and Allie retired to the guest bedroom, and Jenna and Jason to theirs. The morning would come too soon.