Thanks to AngelLove for her invaluable insight and editing assistance.
Chapter 1 -- Liz & John --The Right Touch
I wanted to get a massage for some time and picked Liz's ad at random out of the local newspaper. I called and talked to her about her hours and the fee. After a bit of chatting I made an appointment for the following week. Liz was easy to talk to and was a bit of a flirt over the phone. I got the directions to the spa from her and told her I was looking forward to next week.
When I arrived at the spa for my appointment I was really disappointed at the condition of the place and began to wonder about my decision. I told the very attractive receptionist my name and what I was there for and she told me that Liz would be out in a minute and to have a seat. I sat down on one of the worn out chairs and looked around the place. In the back several very hot looking stylists were cutting hair and chatting away. The salon's décor was right out of the fifties and there was a faint smell of something chemical in the air. The place definitely needed a paint job and some remodeling. It was a very depressing place.
I was drifting into a funk when I heard my name being called. I looked up and the first thing I saw was the biggest set of tits I'd ever seen. I looked up farther and was met with a gorgeous smile and huge brown eyes. I got out of my chair and started walking toward her. Liz extended her hand and introduced herself. As I held her hand, all I could do was smile back at her.
Liz is tall, about five eight and has an hourglass figure that helps to make her tits look bigger. The white tank top she was wearing under the loose-fitting lab coat didn't cover much. Her hard nipples were clearly visible through the thin material even though she was wearing a bra. I tried very hard to keep my eyes focused on hers, but it was a losing battle. My eyes kept drifting back to her chest as we stood there. I wasn't sure, but it seemed like Liz enjoyed me staring at her tits. She tugged my hand and suggested we head back to the massage room.
Once in the massage room, Liz took my coat and hung it in a closet. As she asked me the standard questions about aches and pains, she lit some candles and turned on some mood music. As she moved about the room, I couldn't take my eyes away from her tits.
Finally, after asking all her questions and getting everything arranged, she turned and put her hands on her hips and asked, "Ready to get started?"
Standing that way her tits were thrust forward and her top had shifted to the point that her nipples were almost exposed. Liz was smiling impishly at me and said, "Time for you to get undressed."
She told me where to hang my clothes and said that she preferred that I be nude for the massage, but that decision was up to me. She instructed me to lie on my stomach once undressed and pull the sheet over me and relax. Then she dimmed the lights and said she would be back in a minute or two.
As the door closed I began to undress. As I undressed, I kept thinking about Liz's comment about preferring that I be nude for the massage. As I thought about the possibilities, my dick began to get hard and I was really looking forward to her return. I crawled onto the table and pulled the sheet over me. Then I reached down between my legs and pushed my hardon down between my thighs.
I heard a light knock on the door and Liz let herself back into the room. Liz moved to the head of the table and straightened and smoothed the sheet over me. She spent extra time rubbing her hands over my ass smoothing the sheet out. As Liz finished with the sheet, she asked me if everything was okay. I looked up at her and nodded yes. She had removed her lab coat and was only wearing the tank top and a pair of black tights that seemed to be molded to her body. The quick glance I got of her body made my cock get even harder. I couldn't wait for her to put her hands on me.
As Liz did the massage, we made small talk about our lives. Turns out that she had been in the Air Force and after leaving the service had become a club dancer in San Antonio. I asked a bunch of questions about her experiences and she answered them all. In very short order it was like we were old friends.
She explained that she'd danced in some clubs just topless as well as clubs where she was totally nude. She giggled as she told me that she really enjoyed being naked and teasing people. I asked if that meant both men and women and she told me it did. She also told me about the sexual experiences that she had with some of the girls she worked with at the clubs. When Liz talked about her experiences it was very matter of fact, yet so erotic. She had my cock rock hard. Whenever she described a juicy part, she would lean into me and press her soft titties into my back and sort of whisper into my ear. She was driving me crazy and she hadn't even gotten close to touching my cock.
As the massage moved on and hot conversation continued, I decided to up the ante a bit and said, "Liz, I know you enjoy being naked. Would you like to take your clothes off while you massage me?"
She stopped rubbing me for a moment and said, "Not this time, maybe another."
I was sure that I had screwed up big time by asking her to take off her clothes. I was sure that I had overstepped even though she didn't actually say no. She just said not this time. I was still wondering whether I'd messed things up when Liz asked me to turn over so that she could take care of my front.
I rolled over and my hardon was clearly obvious through the sheet. We continued our conversation as Liz massaged my front side. Several times her hands came very close to my cock, but she never touched it or moved the sheet. Before I knew it, the massage was over and it was time for me to get dressed.
I have never been more disappointed yet excited at the same time in my life. When I opened the door to leave, Liz was standing outside the room and she was not wearing her lab coat. She stepped close to me and put her hands around my waist and pulled me to her. Her tits squashed into my chest and she ground her pussy in circles against my cock. Liz smiled coyly at me and then lightly put her lips against mine. She moved her head back from mine and told me that she really enjoyed the massage and hoped that I'd come back again.
I hugged her tight, continuing to grind my cock against her. She looked at me and smiled knowingly and said, "I guess I have my answer."
I told her I'd call soon for another appointment, then kissed her goodbye and headed for the door. My head was spinning and my cock was throbbing. Nothing like that had ever happened to me before.
The next two or three appointments went pretty much the same as the first one. There were lots of hot x-rated conversations and sexual innuendos. Liz always wore very revealing clothes and teased me to near orgasm during the massage, but she never touched my cock directly. After the massages she always was waiting for me outside the room after I had gotten dressed. She always gave me a big hug and a kiss before I left. I loved kissing her sweet lips and grinding our bodies together. I always left with a super hard cock.
