A couple and masseuse ravish each other
Authors note: This was written as a couple (Catarina and Todd in the story). Some parts are true, particularly the conversations between Todd with Sarah Mae at the beginning, and between Catarina and Todd throughout. For the time being its fiction, but Catarina and I aim to change that. Perhaps we'll need to re-publish based on reality. We hope. Let us know if you like or dislike it...particularly anons for our humor.
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On a warm spring day my eyes strained get a better look at my neighbor through the deck-boards at my feet. I was taking a break from moving into my apartment and couldn't help but notice the young female just beneath, and whose presence was given away by the cigarette she smoked.
What saw was bronze skin, black hair and cleavage between youthful breasts. Shifting, I to see more and I sought to look down her top -- I mean between her breasts. Before coming out onto the deck I'd been thinking it was time to masturbate...a daily activity for me regardless of how much real sex I was able to enjoy. My cock was already hanging loosely in my pants, and the now the view I was taking in made it twitch with an all familiar anticipation of action.
Surprising me announced a male voice, "Hi neighbor." And took me off guard. I looked up into the blue eyes of a grinning toe-headed man with a glass of wine in one hand and cigarette in the other. He puffed while continuing, "Hi my name is Jake, and this is Sarah Mae."
"Hi, my name is Todd. I'm just now moving in and am glad for a chance to meet my neighbors." Privately I wondered if he'd noticed me trying to look down through the deck at his lady. His smile indicated that either he hadn't or that he wasn't offended by my peering. Maybe he figured it was something any well-adjusted male or curious female would have done. Who knows?
Sarah Mae came out from under the deck to look up at me as I stood above the deck railing. Their patio extended further out on account of being on the first floor and allowed an open view of mine from their angle.
"Hi, Sarah Mae -- well met. I've been wondering who my neighbors might be and appreciate you introducing yourselves." "Welcome Todd." Sarah Mae added in a sweet voice.
Turning my attention to her, I couldn't help but notice the accent of bare nipples beneath her green top. She obviously wasn't wearing a bra and I struggled to keep my eyes politely connected with hers. Sarah Mae's face was warm and inviting with dark soft lips. I pegged her as a slender Asian, but I later learned she was part Eskimo.
Damn, I thought to myself. Ah well, I have my lover Catarina, and I must say she's a sweet young lady! As these thoughts passed through me, Sarah Mae rolled her shoulders back causing her chest and breasts to move and direct her nipples up at me. It registered that she was conscious and proud of her titties.
Breaking the spell, Jake spoke up. "Welcome to the neighborhood Todd. So do you need any help?"
"Thanks! Yes, I could use a hand stretching a rug underneath my armoire. I can offer a crisp glass of wine if you want to come up."
Moments later came a quick knock at the door, which I'd left open for Jake. I noticed he was a sturdy and athletic 5'10" guy having chiseled features, broad shoulders and Popeye forearms. Smiling behind him was the beauty Sarah Mae. I was pleased they'd both come up -- selfishly wanting to see more of her tits and body.
"Hey, I sure appreciate this help. Let me refresh everyone first." I said. Pouring each of us a generous portion of crisp Sauvignon Blanc, I added, "Have you two lived here long?"
"We've been here two months or so." Sarah Mae spoke up. Looking at her, I once again had difficulty keeping my eyes from dropping to her chest. It heaved slightly as she tilted her wine glass back and seemingly pleased to push her nipples out for my pleasure. "Yum, this is good. Thank you Todd."
I showed Jake what I wanted done and in short order my rug was in place. Being neighborly, I wanted to thank them with an inviting glass of wine and asked, "How about we sit down and enjoy the rug in place with an adult beverage?"
"Hey, that would be great Todd." Jake snapped back.
Before long we were through the first bottle of wine and into a second. We each learned of each other in various ways and around when the second bottle was emptied made a promise to have dinner together one of the upcoming summer nights.
The next day, Catarina, my lover and I were planting some flowers on the deck to add cheer and privacy to my new home. Jake and Sarah Mae appeared on their deck below and I made introductions. I'd never met a more sensual woman than she Catarina. Her slender 5' 2" build allowed us to perform amazing feats in bed, which we enjoyed at every opportunity. She's black Irish, or Basque...Lebanese or whatever your heart desires as long as she has light skin, dark hair and sliver-blue eyes. Hmmm. Ah, I digress...
A couple days later Jake and I were chatting over the balcony while we each grilled and he asked about Catarina, saying, "That Catarina is a sweet little babe isn't she?" Rather than being taken aback, I completely related to where he was coming from...appreciating an enticing female. "Yep." I replied. "But I must say that you seem to have an equally lovely lady in Sarah Mae."
He went on, saying, "Well, if you don't mind me saying, from what I saw up her skirt on the balcony there, you must be very happy." Laughing, I replied, "Okay, so then I must say Sarah Mae's titties are lovely and I expect you're pretty happy too!" The conversation didn't go much beyond additional chatter and before each went in to eat our meals.
Within the week Jake and Sarah Mae had me over for a sumptuous meal, and before a month had gone by we'd dined at each other's place, Catarina included, several times. The conversation was polite, informed of current events, and peppered with sexual innuendo. It came out that Sarah Mae had just completed her training for massage therapy and Catarina seemed especially interested in talk around this subject.
One such evening Jake asked if we smoked pot, which made me laugh and within moments we were laughing harder with a stoned view on things. He'd broken out the pipe and we all smoked our fill. I don't know how we got on the subject, but at one point I offered a spare piece of furniture (a love seat no less) in exchange for a handful of massages from Sarah Mae. Bright eyed, both Jake and Sarah Mae accepted.
The exchange provided enough massages that I wanted to give some of them to Catarina. In the meantime, I had several massages at Sarah Mae's hands and with each one found her touch increasingly adept and bold. I always treated her respectfully though she managed to reach me mentally on a seemingly sexual level. More than once I had to masturbate following our session.
A mid-summer evening Sarah Mae and I began speaking over the balcony, and when I learned Jake was out with friends. Naturally, I invited her up for a glass of wine. She arrived with a bottle and promptly filled both of our glasses. Over the next hour and a half we emptied her bottle and one of mine. Then I offered some smoke and that lead to yet more animated conversation.
I asked her how she and Jake met, and was surprise by her answer, "Would you believe we met at an orgy?" I caught my breath and asked, "Oh my god, you have to be kidding! That's amazing!" My further questions she responded to more tamely. Regardless, I had a constant erection twitching in my pants.
Somehow we turned to the topic of tattoos and I commented on those showing on her lower arms. Surprising me again, she told me her favorite was that of a flower because it looked like a vagina. Wow. Now that was quite a provocative comment. Seizing on it, I asked tongue in cheek, "Show it to me. As a guy, I happen to enjoy vaginas and want to see what you have." She let my comment go, and replied, "That tattoo is under my left arm."
"Okay then, let's see it!" I replied. Sarah Mae looked me with an incredulous expression. This particular evening she was wearing a sweatshirt, so she pulled the sleeve up to show me but it remained half covered, so I asked her to remove her top so I could see it better. She paused since that would mean revealing her bra. Seeing her discomfort, I said, "Hey, I've seen you in your bikini which is more revealing than your bra so let's have it!"
Surprising me, she unzipped her sweatshirt, pulled her top back to reveal her breasts comfortably ensconced in a bra, and then lifted her arm to show me the underside leading to her tender armpit. I reached across the couch we were sitting on and ran my fingers over it, looking for the semblance to a vagina and saw it clearly, which prompted me to ask, "Do you like vaginas too?"
"Yes. I like pretty things." Was her simple reply followed by a short pause. I remained silent while looking into her eyes.
"I bet Catarina has a nice one." She added in a moment.