A personal massage

intriguess

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I had retired from being a masseuse at a respected establishment. I had made good money and had finally been able to retire and focus on my art. Not there had been anything wrong with being a massuese it was just intensely personal and focused work. I had one client who refused to let me fully retire. She was a great woman and I actually enjoyed my time with her, she wasn't up tight and always paid in full.

I was waiting for her now, I had set up my table, set up the room and changed into a loose pair of pajama pants and a simple t-shirt. I wondered what we would discuss and if it would be a focused or general massage this evening.
 
OOC: Marie McMillan, 5'7", 130 lbs, medium length auburn hair, green eyes, 38-24-36.

IC: I so looked forward to my massages - they were one of the few things that I enjoyed any more. After I kicked my husband out after catching him cheating on me, it seemed like there was just so much stress, my massages were getting me by.

I was living alone now that he was gone. My 2 kids were both away at college, and I was sometimes lonely, but it was still better than that SOB still being here. I had started my own business 10 years earlier, and it was doing quite well, so I didn't have to depend on anyone but myself, and I was totally independent.

The girl who did my massages had actually stopped working at the establishment I had been going to. At the session in which she told me, I was crestfallen. I had become comfortable with her, and I didn't want to have to find somewhere else to go, aor start working with someone else. After a little pleading and begging on my part, she finally said that she would continue with me privately.

As I drove to her house, I began thinking how wonderful I would be feeling in just a little while - this day especially had been quite hectic. I found the address and pulled my Lexus into the drive. I walked to the door, still in my business attire, and rang the bell.

It wasn't but just a second until the door opened....
 
"Hey Marie, I've been expecting you." I said brightly enjoying the feel of my bare feet on the carpet. "So what will it be tonight?" I ask as I take her coat. I glance at the table where I've laid out a sage green towel. "Neck, shoulders, feet? Global warming?" I smiled at her before turning away. "I'll go get your favorite lotion while you get ready."

I head to my bedroom and pulled out the peppermint lotion that Marie preffered. It had a rejuvenating effect, I wondered if she knew that I deliberately left something behind so she could get ready. I smiled as I walked back to the living area and noticed she had laid her clothing neatly on a chair and had the towel loosely wrapped around her and was about to get onto the massage table.

"So have you decided where you want me to work my magic tonight?"
 
Marie

Maxine took my coat as I walked in, grinned and asked me whaty type of massage I wanted today. I kind of smiled back at her and said, "My dear, after today, I need the works - all over!" She gave a quick chuckle as she left me to go and get the lotion, leaving me alone in the room.

I began to undress, quickly unbuttoning the black silk blouse I was wearing. I slipped it off and lay it on the chair. I unzipped my skirt and stepped out of it, kicking off my shoes, leaving me standing in my bra, thong, and thigh-highs. I slid the stockings down and dropped them into my pile of clothes. My hands went to the front of my black lacy bra and unsnapped it, and slipped it off. I could not resist the urge to run my hands over my full breasts, giving my nipples a quick pull. I was still quite happy with my breasts, them being still quite firm despite having a couple of kids. I didn't tarry long, and hooked my fingers into my black silky thong, pushed it down, and stepped out of it.

As I picked up my towel to wrap it around me, I let my hand run down my stomach until my fingers were brushing over my smoothly shaven lips. I quickly moved them away and wrapped the towel around me. When I got home, I could definitely see a long hot bath, where I could soak and attend to what needed to be attended to.

Maxine walked back into the room as I began to climb onto the table and I said, "The Works, my dear....."
 
Maxine

"The works it is then, tough day I presume?" I dab a little lotion on my hands warming it as I walk towards her. I run one hand down her spine sliding the towel down, putting just enough pressure to hear a few pops along her spine. I move to her head and work down from her shoulders to the towel and move outward from her spine ending up with light pressure along her sides as I feel the softness of her breasts.

"So tell me alll your woes and I'll work my way to your toes." I smile and throw in the joke sensing you need it as my fingers room along her sides.
 
Marie

I climbed up on the table and lay face down as Maxine approached the table. I felt her warm fingers, along with the lotion start at the middle of my shoulders and move slowly down the middle of my back, pushing the towel down. Her hands pressed into my spine slightly, causing the tell-tale pops to begin as she began working her magic on my tired back.

Her hands then moved up to my head and worked their way back down to where the towel had stopped, then moved her hands outward to my sides, and I could feel her fingers lightly over the sides of my breasts. She had such soft hands - I could lay here forever.

"Maxine, your hands are so wonderful - they make me feel so good, and after the week I've had, I really needed this today. You're in control today - just be gentle..." I kind of giggled to myself as I lost myself in the relaxation of the massage, as I felt her fingers run down my sides....
 
Maxine

"The gentle I shall be," my hands slide down and over going from shoulders to lower back rolling out the tension, "You know I'd be happy to schedule more time for you, either longer sessions or more frequent." I comment as I move around my hands chopping along your back. I listen to your voice as you relax and I move slowly down and slip the towel up as I work one leg, and then the other. "Just let your body relax and open your mind to the experience." I comment before letting my thumbs caress and sooth the arches of your feet.
 
Marie

My body seemed to melt as Maxine ran her soft hands over my shoulders, down my back, and then back to my shoulders again, quickly relieving all of the tension that had been building up in my body lately. Her fingers ran again over my sides, her nails just barely brushing over the sides of my breasts.

"I would love to come on a more frequent schedule, Maxine, that is, if you think you could make time for me. I know you are doing this as a favor, and I certainly do not want to impose on you. But, I would definitely vote for that if you want."

That seemed to make things even more perfect, and I could feel my body completely relax at once. Her hands could make me feel so, so good. I felt them move to my legs, firmly but gently squeezing them, working out all the tension. I felt her move my towel higher as her hands worked first one leg, and then the next, before moving down to my feet, one of my weak points. I smiled to myself as I let myself enjoy the touch of her hands on my body - it was so heavenly...
 
Max

"You my dear are a pleasure to touch, you don't fidget, you don't complain, and you don't flinch if my hands stray a little. You should have seen some of the toads I used to work on." I lean in a little as I work on her poor feet, "Besides a little extra cash means I can buy more materials." I keep rubbing her feet, noticing how her legs have relaxed and parted. "You have great skin and are much better looking than most of my previous customers." I know she'll accept the compliment eventually as I run my hands back along her feet. "Care to roll over?" I softly ask glancing up at the soft supple oiled skin of her back.
 
Marie

I lay there, eyes closed, smiling to myself as Maxine continued working on my legs and feet. I listened as she talked, and felt myself blush a bit as she complimented me on my skin, and just me generally. I couldn't believe how relaxed I was - I was definitely under the spell of her soft touch. I was jolted back to consciousness a bit when she asked if I wanted to roll over.

"Sure, " I replied. "I don't want to make my front jealous of my back, " as I giggled. Maxine removed her hands as I tried the impossible task of rolling over, while keeping the towel on. I failed miserably, as the top of the towel dropped, leaving my breasts completely bare. I glanced at Maxine to see if she noticed, and I saw her eyes glance at me, and then away. As I pulled the towel back up, I noticed how hard my nipples seemed to be. I guess I was enjoying the massage more than I thought.

I pulled the towel back up and lay back on the table, now properly covered, waiting for Maxine....
 
max

I glanced up to see her roll over the towel getting in the way and I got an unintended eyeful of her nice breasts before glancing away and moving to get the oil as I poured a little more on my hands I started at her feet, getting her toes and the top of her foot, I slowly worked my way up and said, "There is nothing for either side of you to be jealous about." I caress her knees, and feeling them spreading I move upward, going as far up as I deemed safe, especially as I noticed her breathing change. I smiled and moved around the table to smooth my fingers over neck and shoulders, "Your front might be jealous that I actually touch more of your back." I casually comment moving to the head of table as I lean over her to massage her face, gently, letting the smell relax her. I was very relaxed on her and it was odd as my breasts swayed freely above her under my thin cotton shirt. I hadn't bothered with a bra and until now I had not even given it a second thought.
 
Marie

Maxine seemed like she did not notice my unexpected show of my breasts, as she took the oil and put more in her hands, and began to work on my feet again. She started at my ankle, then slowly worked her way up, over my calves, and then spent a little extra time on my knees. After a moment, she began to move higher on my leg, until she reached my thighs. I hadn't realized that my legs were far enough apart for her hands to be between them, but I had to admit that her hands felt so good on the soft skin of my upper legs.

I thought how different it felt having another woman's hands caressing my thighs - it actually felt quite good, almost too good. I hadn't been touched by anyone there lately, and it was causing me to breathe a little more heavily. I lay there with my eyes closed, enjoying her touch, and then her hands were gone.

I opened my eyes and Maxine had moved around to the end of the table. She smiled as she moved her hands to my face, and gently began to massage my tired muscles there. I smiled back at her and closed my eyes again as her fingers did their magic once again. I opened my eyes after a bit and just kind of stared into space as Maxine worked, and we shared a bit of small talk. I found myself watching her as she moved over me, reaching each spot, and I found myself watching her upper body as she moved. It was evident that she was not wearing a bra under her shirt, as her breasts moved slowly around as she did. Her nipples were evident through the thin material - wait a minute - what was I doing, thinking about her breasts?

I caught myself and smiled to myself, and closed my eyes again to lose myself in Maxine's touch....
 
Maxine

"You'd be surprised at some of the amazingly sensitive spots on your stomach." I comment as I move around to caress her neck and slowly down to the top of the towel, feeling her relax and unwind, enjoying the small talk as my fingers caress her soft skin. Marie really was a pleasure to massage, and I enjoyed our time together and after a while I realized my tits were showing through my shirt from the intensity of touching her. I doubted she noticed after all she was married, and I said, "Your husband is a very lucky man."
 
Marie

I listened carefully as Maxine began to tell me about different sensitive spots, especially on my stomach. I had never really thought about my stomach being sensitive, but I guess she knew much more than I did about it. Her hands moved lower from my face and began to run over my neck and upper chest, slowly down to the edge of the towel and then back up, and then back down again. I was surprised when she mentioned how lucky my husband was.

"Didn't I tell you, Maxine - I had to kick that sonofabitch out a couple of months ago. I caught him screwing his secretary at his office, and since then I have heard about other instances of him doing it, that I was too dumb to know about. I was so stupid to not know what was going on."

I sighed and continued, "That is why I so look forward to the massages - that is about the only relaxation I have any more. Since my kids are away at college, it has been a little quiet around my house these days. But you don't want to hear about all that, though - don't worry about me. I'll be fine..."
 
Maxine

"Well then, he is a complete idiot." I whisper and wonder how I could have forgotten about the times she's said he had been working late and such, it hadn't occured to me to put two and two together and it was sad that she felt so alone. "You can tell me anything." I whisper to her comment and add, "If you are fine then I won't worry about you." I smile down at her and gently run my fingers across her lips.
 
Marie

Maxine leaned over and whispered about how much of an idiot he had been. I had to agree, but thought how much of an idiot I was for not picking up on him doing it - old gullible Marie ! She whispered to me again, "You can tell me anything."

I opened my eyes and smiled at her and said, "I really appreciate that, Maxine. Sometimes it's nice to just talk, and I always feel so comfortable and relaxed when I'm with you." She smiled back at me, and moved her fingers so that they softly ran across my lips.

Her fingers were oh so soft, yet the touch on my lips sent immediate shockwaves running through my body....
 
Maxine

I noticed that her lips parted as my fingers trailed across them, "How long has it been?" I asked letting my fingers caress her cheekbones, memorizing the features of her face with my fingertips, letting my hands slowly move down feeling her pulse as they gently caress small circles. My touch had turned to lightness, soothing and delightful, far different from the deep searching massage they had given earlier. My fingers tracing softly down to the top of the towel.
 
Marie

Maxine softly asked how long it had been as I felt her fingers move from my lips to run over my cheeks. "Well, I kicked him out a couple of months ago, and I have found out so much I didn't know since then. This evidently was not the first time he had done this, as I am now finding out."

As I spoke, Marie's fingers were slowly running over the features of my face. Her hands soon moved down, no caressing my neck and then dipping down lower, moving in slow, soft circles until I felt them reach the top of my towel....
 
maxine

I glanced down at her as my fingers caressed just under the towel. "Would you like me to keep going?" the question is softly spoken as my fingers caress her soft skin, and I'm leaning over her just a little as I let my fingers work slightly under the towel without disturbing it. It was amusing that she took my question as to pertaining about her ex rather than her personal needs. It told me about how long it had been since she had not even consdiered I meant something intimate.
 
Marie

"Would you like me to keep going?" The sound of Maxine's voice kindof snapped me out of my blissful state of relaxation.

"Why sure," I said, "of course," as I felt the soft touch of Maxine's fingers running over my skin. I wonder why she had asked me if I wanted her to continue - she had never asked before. Brushing the thought aside, I opened my eyes slightly and noticed that she was leaning over me a bit as her fingers continued moving on my skin.

I felt them run lightly along the edge of my towel, and then I felt them slip slightly under the edge of the towel to move over my covered skin. Her touch of my covered skin sent a brief chill running through my body, and as she continued, I felt myself breathing a little heavier. Her fingers went back to the edge of the towel, and then dipped under it again, moving along just under the edge.

I closed my eyes and tried to relax again - her fingers were like magic - so soft, so relaxing, so good...
 
maxine

Her skin was soft and warm, and it just got better as the oil slowly spread across it as my fingers lightly ran down between her breasts the towel slowly shifting down and I let my fingers playfully run over every inch of skin. Listening to her reactions, noticing she had closed her eyes, I smiled and let my fingertips caress and cover the skin of her breasts, skimming along the skin, whispering softly along the sides of her breasts.

Grinning as I glance at her hardening tits, I smile and gently massage them, feeling the skin soften as they crinkle into peaks. I lean over a little more and breath softly across her nipples and whisper, "Perhaps we should forgo the towel from now on?" it's part question part request as I move to the side of the table so she can see me as I caress and massage the soft flesh of her breasts.
 
Marie

Her fingers slipped further under the towel until they were at the beginning of the swell of my breasts. I thouoght she would stop there, and I waited for her fingers to move back up, but no - instead they went lower, until both of her hands were between my breasts. The towel had dropped enough that my breasts were now completely uncovered. I opened my eyes slightly and could see that my nipples had become rock hard, and were pointing straight up.

Maxine's fingers slid along the sides of my breasts, and then back between them, softly caressing my skin, smoothing in the oil. Her hands would occasionally take my breasts into her hands completely, and squeeze them gently, while letting her fingers run over my nipples, teasing them to get even harder. I closed my eyes again and my thoughts began to run. How long had it been since I had been touched like that, other than myself. Her hands felt so good, but why was I enjoying this - she was a woman, but yet, a professional as well.

She asked about removing the towel, and keeping my eyes closed, I slowly nodded my head. I opened my eyes and saw that she had moved to my side, her hands never leaving my breasts, caressing, massaging - her hands were so good...
 
Max

"Just relax," I whisper as my hands take complete advantage of her sumptious breasts. One hand slowly moves her towel off so that her whole body is exposed to my touch. I keep one hand caressing her soft breasts the other smoothing down her belly, massaging and working the muscles going deep before slowly working back to the surface feeling her body clench and relax, tighten and release. It was all a matter of technique to feel her sensuality bubbling to the surface under my touch.
 
Marie

Maxine told me to just relax - that was easy to do with the soft touch of her hands, but all the while difficult as her hands moved over my breasts again and again. One of her hands grasped the towel and slowly slid it down my body, uncovering me bit by bit, until my body was completely exposed. One hand remained at my breasts, alternately caressing and squeezing them, and her other hand moving lower, until she was gently rubbing my stomach. I opened my eyes slightly and watched her hands work for a moment. Fingers teasing my nipples, the other hand on my stomach, first working on my muscles like any other massage, but then the next moment gently, softly caressing my skin.

As her lower hand moved across my stomach and lower abdomen, I got a feeling in my stomach that I could not figure out - it was actually one of those I felt when I began to get a little turned on. But that couldn't be it - after all, Maxine was a woman. She was also a professional in her skills.

I closed my eyes again and thought to myself, "She's just doing her job...."
 
Maxine

I looked up every so often marveling at how relaxed she was, and I guessed that she was finally letting herself fully relax. One hand continued caressing her breasts as they seemed to get softer, warmer, and more pliable, enjoying the feel of her taut nipples as my finger or palm ventured across them. I slide lower along her belly, massaging the soft cradle of skin just above her neatly trimmed pubic hair. Pressing a few spots that were sure to get her even hotter and I wondered if she even realized that I could smell her arousal as he legs had gently spread apart.
 
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