"Coming up next, we speak to a doctor who says anyone can make another person open to suggestion just by massaging a certain area of their back."
That sounds interesting, I thought, even though I'm sure it is a load of crap. I would have changed the station long ago if it wasn't for the fact this was the only station I was receiving after my satellite radio decided to stop working. I was on my way home after completing some job training out of town and I was trying to get back as quickly as possible. It had been a couple of months since I saw Kelly, as we both had to leave home on business. I left about two weeks before Kelly got home and figured if there was any truth to what this guy was saying; it would be fun to give it a shot.
After the usual introductions and plugging of the book the doctor was trying to sell, they got down to business. The doctor was adamant about ensuring the room had the right feel to help the person receiving the massage and suggestions relax to be more receptive to both. He went on to say that the area that needed to be massaged to induce the power of suggestion should be saved for last. After dragging out the interview as long as possible, and after another commercial break, the doctor finally revealed the location; base of the neck, near the shoulder blades. He said it wasn't something that was easy, that the person giving the massage had to use just the right amount of pressure, with just their thumbs to get the best result.
They accepted a few phone calls from others listening and a couple of questions I was wondering about were asked. The first caller asked how long the receptive state would last. The doctor replied that when the time came to bring the person out, all that was needed was to return back to the massage and bring them back by telling them to wake up. Then, the question I'm sure everyone wanted answered, would they remember anything afterwards? The doctor ensured everyone listening that they would feel as if they had been sleeping and would not remember anything.
Just as the interview was finishing, my satellite radio came back on. "Hmmmm," I thought, "maybe it's a sign. Perhaps the satellite went out just to make sure I heard that."
A few weeks after I got home, things had gotten back to normal. The crazy amount of sex we always seemed to have after being apart for a lengthy amount of time had slowed up due to work and other commitments. One evening, while watching TV, Kelly tried her usual reverse psychology on me by telling me how great I'd feel if I gave her a massage. Since I wasn't drunk, I didn't fall for it.
"You have to give to get." I said. "So what is in it for me?"
"I guess you could tie me down to the bed using the restraint system," she suggested, "or I can slip into something sexy and let you slowly remove it before the massage."
I had to make a decision quick. I immediately thought about what the doctor had said about ensuring the person receiving the massage was relaxed. I figured having her tied up may not be as relaxing as letting her get comfortable on her own, so I decided to go with the sexy outfit.
"Let's go with the sexy outfit" I suggested.
"Anything in particular", she asked?
"No," I said, "the surprise will be worth the wait."
"OK, be back in a minute."
As I waited for Kelly to come back out, my mind was racing. How long do I go before making the move? If it works, what do I suggest she do? Do I take the chance of asking her to do something crazy that she would never consciously do? What if she remembered afterwards, or came out of the trance like state before I wanted her to? I decided that if it worked, I would bring out her inner porn star. I know she has some favorite scenes; maybe I could be the lucky guy while she played the part of Jenaveve Jolie or Carmen Luvana. There were so many thoughts running through my head, my nervous excitement was getting the best of me.
I didn't even notice when Kelly walked out of the bedroom towards me wearing a jade satin corset; black satin panties, black thigh high stockings, and the new black knee high stiletto boots she had just bought. I had waited years for her to find a pair we both liked and she looked awesome every time she wore them, no matter how much or how little she was wearing with them.
"You're next client is ready," she said softly, bringing me back out of my dream world.
As she walked towards me, I was mesmerized by how hot she looked. I must have been in my little dream world longer than I thought, as not only had she changed into her sexy outfit, but also had put on some makeup. The first thing that caught my eye was how the corset hugged her statuesque body, pushing up her 36B's while also smoothing out her curves.
As she came over, she did a slow turn and as she got half way around, she slowly bent over giving me a close up look of her black satin clad ass. I reached out and took my time moving my hands from the back of her knees up to rub both cheeks. It looked so good; I was tempted to take a bite out of it just like an apple. After the quick rubbing I gave both cheeks a good natured smack.
"No, no, no," Kelly playfully admonished as she spun around grabbing my hands. She moved to sit in my lap, which I happily allowed. As she looked into my eyes she quietly said, "I hope I didn't take too long getting ready and miss my appointment."
"Of course not, as soon as I knew you were on my appointment calendar, I cleared the rest of my day," I played along. "Now let me take a look at you."
Kelly stood up and I patiently looked over every inch of her body. Kelly was 5'6" but with the boots on she stood about 5'10" which was perfect as I'm 6 feet even. Everything she had on complimented something else. The jade corset went perfectly with her strawberry blonde hair, which she wore short, but not so short that I couldn't grab a handful when the opportunity presented itself. Obviously the black panties worked well with the thigh highs and boots but also with something else I hadn't noticed right away, which actually complemented everything, black lipstick. I don't know why, but black (and purple) lipstick is a huge turn on for me. It's not a color she would normally wear out in public, so it was special when she took the time to apply it at home.
"Wow, you get better and better looking every time you come in," I continued in my role, still deciding how to go about getting her hypnotized for lack of a better word.
"I was hoping you would like it Ty, as I have a confession to make. As you can tell, I don't have any pockets or anything to keep a wallet, so I don't have any money to pay you with. I was kind of hoping that you would give me a pass this one time".
"Kelly," I said pausing briefly while looking her over again for what seemed like the hundredth time, "if you come dressed like that to every appointment, I'll give you a massage whenever you want!"
"Well, let's get started then," she said just before giving me a passionate kiss with her black painted lips. "If the massage is good, maybe there will be more of those afterwards," she said slyly with a wink.
I stood up and took Kelly by the hand leading her into the bedroom for the massage. As we walked through the door, I saw that she had also prepared the room before coming out. She had pulled the covers down to the end of the bed and placed one of her favorite, soft comforters in their place. She also had candles placed around the room and had changed the light bulb in the lamp by the bed with a green bulb giving the room a pretty cool look.
I led Kelly to the bed and she sat down on the edge. I kneeled down in front of her and leaned in for another kiss which she passionately accepted. I reached down for her right leg and brought it up with her foot resting on my left shoulder. As much as I hated to do it, because she looks so sexy in them, I unzipped the boot kissing the now uncovered, stocking clad leg as I went. As I reached the end of the line, I gently pulled the boot off and kissed and nibbled each of her toes through the stocking before repeating the process again for the other leg which garnered a little heavy breathing from Kelly.
As I released her foot from my grasp and straightened up in my kneeling position, Kelly slipped her feet inside the black silk boxers I was wearing and slid them up and down my shaft a few times, getting an immediate reaction as there is nothing that feels better than stocking clad feet rubbing you the right way in my opinion.
"Calm down, we haven't even started the massage yet," Kelly said with a laugh.
"What did you expect?" I questioned. "You dress all sexy and then rub me like that; I figured you'd be disappointed if I didn't react that way".
"Just want to make sure he's still ready to go so I can "pay" you afterwards."
With her boots off, Kelly lay down on her back and I climb up on the bed, positioning myself at her feet. I slowly, tantalizingly rolled the stockings down each of her legs, one at a time, placing soft kisses as I went. As soon as they were off, Kelly rolled over so I could unhook the clasps of her corset. As the last clasp came undone, she raised herself up on her arms so I could pull it out from under her, as I grabbed it, I "accidently" rubbed up against her breasts, feeling her hard nipples against the back of my hand.
I told Kelly to get herself comfortable while I reached over for the lavender scented massage oil. As I did so, my mind started racing, how quickly do I go for it, how long, how will I know if it's working. I took a deep breath and poured the oil into my hands. I decided to take some time and work my way up to the area starting from the calves.
