chapter 2

Her smile made my heart rate pick up, I'm glad I finally built up the courage to ask. Now to make it through this without melting into a puddle. I quickly filled out the paperwork and handed her the clipboard.
“Just let me put these away and wash my hands, sorry”
“No, no, keep eating” I tell her. She blushes.
“Alright, um would you like me to start with your back or your feet and legs” I sat down on the table facing her. “Or do you want a full body massage”
I give her a quick once over, not even trying to hide the fact that I just checked her out.
“Full body please”
She blushed, I smiled wider.
“O-Okay, lay on your stomach and i’ll start with your feet and work my way upward”
She quickly puts away her almost empty bag of chips in her desk, walks over to the sink and washes her hands.
I quickly took my shoes and socks off
“Mistie” She quickly turned blushing even more.
“Yes?” said nervously fidgeting with the hand towel.
I pointed to the top of my foot, “if you could be careful here, it’s very tender and sensitive”
“Yes, Yes I will. No worries. I’ll take good care of you”
“I have none love”
I don’t think I can have her face turn any more red than just a minute ago. I was wrong. I look behind her and see a variety of lotions and oils. I stand stepping up to her, inches from her body, I hear her breath catch as I reach for the eucalyptus mint lotion.
“Mind if we use this?”
She nodded quickly
“Of course, Silly me for not even asking. Um, let me get you a robe” she quickly heads out of the room, returning seconds later holding a pink silk robe. She smiles and holds it out to me.
“How did you know this was my favorite color?”
Smiling, she looked away. “Just a guess, it was between that or purple. And pink brings out your eyes”

-

My eyes widened as soon as the words slipped from my mouth. Fuck, Did I really just say that out loud? Should I start apologizing now? Was that out of line? Mistie you’re supposed to be professional.
She smiled, and her cheeks turned pink
“Thank you” she said softly handing me the lotion, her fingers grazing my palm. And I'm pretty sure my heart stopped for a moment.
“Okay, I’ll step right outside while you change” I said quickly before walking out the door shutting it behind me. Leaning back against it. I close my eyes and take a deep breath.
“You got this, get it together” I whisper to myself. Any and all I reserves I need to muster up to act like I haven't been thinking about this moment since the day she started coming here. I knock on the door.
“You ready?”
“Yes” I hear. I do a quick look around, the gym is completely empty. I switch my sign to ‘Occupied’ and open the door and my mouth falls open. Her hair was down around her shoulders, and the robe hanging below them I can quite easily see cleavage, and the tattoo clearly by her collarbone. My eyes travel lower, the rob barely covering her thighs, fuck they look better than I imagined. Her beautiful green eyes on me, except this time they are such a pure shade of green I’ve never seen before.
“How do you want me” She smirks.
All Reserves gone. I’m definitely in trouble.

-
Getting the response I wanted instantly I knew I wasn’t the only one feeling this spark of passion between us. Her mouth dropped open and her eyes traveled my body, I was feeling a little shy but I had to seize the opportunity.
“Mistie,” I said smiling, her eyes shot to mine, “ How do you want me?”
She cleared her throat “Stomach first. I’ll cover your.. Your lower half with a towel”
I dropped the rob a bit more moving to my stomach maneuvering the robe to keep some of me covered but I definitely wanted her to see all she wanted.
“You have more tattoos” she said quietly placing the towel from my hips down to my midthigh
“I do”
“I like them,” she whispered.
“Thank you, I’ll definitely have to tell you about them all sometime” I answered looking back at her.
She bit her lip and smiled
Fuck
“I would like that,” she answered, walking away to turn on the stereo.
“Sorry if you don’t like the music unfortunately I have to listen to what the gym plays just don’t like to work in silence”
I smile, I can still tell she’s nervous “that’s okay”
“Ready?”
I lay my head down and get comfortable “Yes”
Seconds later I feel her hands finally touch me and she’s barely gotten started and she’s just touching my feet but I can feel the electricity coming from her fingertips. I’m definitely going to struggle to behave. My body wants her just as much as I do.

-

I cannot take my eyes off her nor can I slow down my heart rate. She is so fucking sexy. All her tattoos and how she just holds herself. Her body, I get a good look at her love handles before placing the towel and all I want is to get a handful. Her skin is soft, and I want to touch every inch. I start with her feet being careful of where she told me.
Each small moan makes me bite my lip. When I get to her sore leg, it is very tense and tight. I push a little harder digging my thumbs in the tight muscles and she lets out a loud moan my hands freeze. I could feel her moan all the way down in my pussy, my clit throbbed.
Fuck she shoulds so good and i’m just massaging her leg. I want to keep going higher, I'm so close to her thighs.
“Why did you stop?”
Her voice brought me back to reality.
“Sorry, Um. I’m going to fold this part of the table down so I can get both your legs. Change up the sensations. Sound okay?”
“Yes, can you?” She leans up looking at me, her pupils slightly dilated, I smile, “Go a little higher, It’s sore up here as well. If you need to go under the towel it’s okay. As long as you're comfortable”
Mmm fuck
“No problem, and No I can if you're absolutely sure”
This time I bite my lip as I look at her, intentionally. Her eyes travel down to my lips and back up.
“I’m very sure”
“Alright, as you wish” I respond, reaching for more lotion stepping between her legs.
-
Her hands are magic, she is definitely great at what she does. I feel a small pang of jealousy knowing that she touches other people specifically women. Too soon for that, girl chill. Enjoy the moment. I can actually feel the tension in my leg loosen, and my body begin to relax. The moans I'm letting out are not fake, I can hear her breath catch often when I do. I enjoy knowing I have this affect on her. Now it’s my turn to be taken by surprise. Her fingers are getting closer and closer to the towel, I want her to keep going. It feels so good. Her hands make their way slowly to my outer upper thighs and then my hips. I bite my lip hard.
Don’t stop, keep going.
“Feels so good Mistie, you’re amazing” I try to reassure her, I don’t want her to stop any encouragement I can offer. I hope it helps.
“Thank you”
She completely skips my ass and goes straight to my lower back. I wouldn’t say I'm surprised but I am a little disappointed. Her hands doing their magic I quickly forget everything and get lost. I could literally fall asleep right now, that is how great she is doing. The minutes feel like seconds cause she’s about to be done with my shoulders and head high to my neck.
“I’m going to have you turn over in a moment, I will turn away so you can adjust the towel”
“No need love, maybe you could help me with the bottom towel?”
I hear a small gasp escape her lips as her touch gets lighter.
“S-Sure if you’d like” She stands back grabbing another towel handing it to me, “ Ready?”
“Mhmm” I say as I turn slowly, bringing the towel up to cover my tits but I purposely let it fall low exposing myself just a little. Her eyes meet mine before looking down the widening.
“I just got them done not long ago, what do you think?” I smile. Very bold of me. I usually would never. But it felt completely right, I felt comfortable with her.

-

Holy fuck. Tattoos and piercings? Kryptonite. I bite my lip and nod and she lays the rest of the way down. I quickly grabbed a pillow and not taking my eyes off her tits, not even caring if I'm being invasive she wouldn’t ask if she didn’t want me to look right?
“Here” I say, putting a pillow under her head. I brush her hair from her eyes and she smiles up at me. Holy fuck. Again.
“Thank you, if you don’t mind this towel is kind of uncomfortable on my” She gestures to her tits, “ they are sensitive even more from the piercings are you okay if I take this off”
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Is this real life? This is probably extremely inappropriate. I’ve never allowed this with anyone.
“Y-Yes” I stutter out. Cute Mistie. Cute
All I can think is Wow. Sexy. and Fuck. How am I supposed to remain relaxed now? I can feel myself getting wet just looking at her half exposed on my table Is this a dream? She’s every woman's fantasy and I’m the one lucky enough to experience this. Holy shit no one wake me up. Ever.
“I’m going to start with your hands then move up to your arms and then switch, okay?” I confirm with her trying to buy myself a little time to try and control my vagina I mean self.
“Mhmm all yours when your ready to start”
Fuck. That sounded so good coming from those perfect lips.
I start slow with her hands, moving up trying to give myself more time to get under control, but I cannot take my eyes off her perfectly pierced breasts. Her eyes are closed and not watching my stumble over myself and I'm very grateful. I keep biting my lip staring and before I know it, I'm done with her arms and moving onto her shoulders and neck. Moving slowly down towards… I should stop. I’ve never touched any clients like this. As if she could hear my internal struggle she opens her eyes and looks at me and smiles.
“You can touch them”
“I-I..” I stumble
“It’s part of the massage right? you're doing nothing wrong, and the oil would feel amazing on them.” She smiles again reassuringly and then closes her eyes, “Please” I swear I hear her whisper.
Well, she’s a client. I need to do what she’s asking. And hell how can I argue?