Even in my mid-20's some of my friends were a little rounder than they should be. I tried to get to the gym regularly to avoid that. Having a routine and going on the same days each week you see some of the same faces each time at various points during your workout. There were always nice sights to see at the gym and many times on the treadmill I would see the same blond working up a sweat. She had a few years on me and was doing what she could to hold off time.
After a while we started some chit chat as we would run into each other. Her name was Kathy and she was actually in her early 40's. If she had asked me to guess her age I would have said early 30's. She had genetics and fitness on her side. We discovered that we had a few common interests as we were in the same field of business in a round about kind of way. Kathy always had a nice tan and some great blue eyes. She was a very attractive woman, but maybe it was my conservative upbringing that did not even allow me to consider some things that I should have...
When I strained my shoulder playing softball, I was in some pretty good discomfort. Amazingly Kathy had a watchful eye and asked me one day why I hadn't worked out with weights all week. I told her about my shoulder and she mentioned that she was great at giving massages and thought that my shoulder would feel much better after one. Hmmm...I had never gotten a massage before and anything that might make my shoulder feel better was worth a shot, so I agreed. She gave me her number and address and we agreed to meet up the next Saturday at 2.
Let me be perfectly clear that I did not read into her offer in any way except for it being an invitation for a massage and an opportunity for my shoulder to feel better. I in no way considered anything beyond that.
The day of our meeting I put on some basketball shorts and a t-shirt and headed over to Kathy's apartment. She welcomed me at the door of her apartment in a plain t-shirt and shorts, and asked if I wanted anything to drink. White wine was her choice, so I just made it easy on her and had the same. We chatted for a bit and then Kathy told me that if she was going to give me a massage, I had to give her one. Sounded good, but never having had a massage before I had no idea on what to do so I agreed and told her that I wanted to get my massage first. At least that way I could see what to do when I gave her a massage.
Kathy asked if I wanted to take my shirt off because she was wanted to use some massage oil. Sounded good to me and she had me lay face down on her bed where she had placed an extra sheet. She then proceeded to first warm oil in her hands and then work the oil into my muscles. At first her working on the strained muscles hurt, but then they started to relax. She massaged me from the tips of my toes to my neck and did so with considerable expertise. I was really starting to feel pretty relaxed after almost an hour of the treatment.
Before I knew it, Kathy said that it was my turn to give her a massage. I was still oblivious to any subtext that was going on, but not for long. She then asked if I would mind if she was naked for the massage. She assured me that she would cover up, but wanted to be sure that I could massage as much of her as possible. DING DING DING...it struck me on what could be going on.
I told her that I was comfortable with it if she was, and volunteered to leave the room for a second. Walking out of the room, my mind and my heart were racing. What was I getting myself into here? Was I making some kind of mistake? Before I could think about it too much Kathy called me back into the room.
There, laying face down on the bed with an extra sheet covering her ass, was a stunningly beautiful woman. Her work at the gym was paying off and she kept herself tanned to perfection. Upon closer inspection I didn't see any tan lines and I liked that.
Climbing onto the bed and positioning myself next to Kathy, I poured some oil into my hands and rubbed them together to heat the oil, just as she had done. I then started on her left foot, kneading every toe, moving to the arch of her foot, and then up her leg. Kathy complimented me on my strong hands, as I moved onto her right foot. As I worked my way up her right leg, I noticed that the higher I got the warmer her leg was. Something was heating this lady up.
On to her back. I found that trying to give a massage on a bed while sitting next to your subject is kind of awkward. I mentioned it and Kathy simply replied, "Kneel above me then." I knew then that it was about to get interesting.
I warmed up more oil in my hands and threw a leg over her, hovering just below her ass. As I was working on her lower back, kneading in small circles, she started to let out some low moans, "Oh Chris that feels so good...mmmm." Hearing her start to moan got to me and my cock started to stiffen in my loose shorts. I wondered if Kathy would notice, but didn't stop the massage. I looked down to see my excitement visibly pushing out the thin mesh material of my shorts.
Then I moved upwards on her back, massaging the muscles around her shoulders and neck. This required that I lean forward and Kathy took full advantage of that. She arched up her ass right into my cock and let out a groan of appreciation as my shaft fell in between the cheeks of her ass. I kept on kneading her upper back, but began to slowly grind my cock into the sheet covering her ass. In no time I could feel the heat of her body through the thin layers of material between us. It felt amazing and I had to concentrate on not letting a groan of appreciation escape my mouth. As I slowly thrust my cock against her, she kept moaning and her breaths started to get deeper. That drove me even more wild and my rod grew harder and harder.
Then she dropped her ass, propped herself up on one elbow, and looked back at me. She stared down at the bulge in my shorts and smiled as she pressed her hand onto my cock. Then she traced her fingers up my shaft to the top of my shorts and untied them. I was frozen like a statue. Not missing a beat she slid her hand inside my shorts and took a firm hold of my tool. Her hand started to slowly stroke my cock and I was so hard that I could have put it through the wall.
Kathy looked up at me with a knowing grin, "Did I do this to you?"
"Yes." was all I could say.
"Mmmm...it's so hard," she said and flipped over to face me. That move showed me her magnificent breasts. They were perfect C cups, tanned with full dark nipples. I sat up on my knees as she kept eye contact with me and worked my shorts down my thighs. My cock sprang out from my shorts at full attention, pointing straight up at her face. "Chris I think you need a special massage because you seem rather tense right here."
With that she gave me a few slow strokes and then ran her hand down the shaft and grabbed hold of the base. "I use a different technique on this muscle," she said and then leaned forward and ran her tongue up the length of my cock taking the head into her mouth. Her mouth was warm and wet and I could feel her hot breath.