I still had an hour left of my massage with Danielle and I wanted to make sure I made it worth her while. The first hour went by in a flash.
Danielle had been a client of mine for a little over a year. She was a married mom with a few kids that drove her up a wall. She always seemed super stressed and I knew she looked forward to her monthly massages. I tried my best to make sure she was relaxed and rejuvenated after our sessions.
I was single and didn't have anyone special in my life. I liked it that way. It was nice not being attached to anyone - it made it easy to have my needs met at the drop of a hat without having to explain myself to anyone when I got home. Being a masseuse gave me ample opportunity to find individuals who needed...extra attention. I made sure to find clients that were willing to take part in the extra services I offered.
It took me a while to figure out Danielle. I wasn't sure what she'd be into at first. I knew she was married and that her husband knew how to satisfy her in bed, but I could always tell there was something more beneath the surface. As I performed my massages, she always seemed extra into them and her slight body movements and adjustments showed me that she was longing for more. I was an expert in the art of subtlety and usually could tell when someone was wanting more.
She would let out sighs and almost moans as I neared certain parts of her body. I tried to pay extra attention to the places around her erogenous zones - ears, neck, inner thighs, etc. I was always gentle and would caress her softly. If she had a penis, I guarantee it would be standing at attention. It was no surprise she was very turned-on during our sessions.
Today we finally broke through. I was hoping today would be the day when I could make a move and show her how much I really did want to satisfy her. When it was time for her to take her place on the table under the sheet, she simply dropped her robe without giving me a chance to give her some privacy. And I even saw her look my way when I was bending over to get the lotion out of my bag. There's no way she missed seeing that under my skirt, there was nothing but bare pussy.
The massage had started out innocently enough. I wanted to easy my way into her and that's just what happened. She gave me the green light as I started lightly brushing against her labia. I wound up climbing on the table and straddling her face. We ate each other out until we both came.
We were now sitting on the couch, catching our breath. "Whenever you're ready, we can get the massage going again," I said to Danielle.
"Sounds good to me," she responded, with a wink. And with that, Danielle was back on the table. I covered her with the sheet and only exposed the areas I wanted to work on, as if nothing had ever happened.
I went back to her head and neck and massaged her shoulders and neck. I rubbed her earlobes and her scalp. I massaged her scalp and she shuddered at my touch. I leaned in and kissed her gently on the mouth. She opened her mouth slightly and I stuck in my tongue. I pressed my lips hard against hers and continued to tongue her mouth. I gently bit her lip as I pulled away from our passionate kiss. I started kissing her neck, nibbling around her earlobes and sucking on them.
"You taste so good," I whispered in her ear.