[Thanks to the editor, WokeUpOneDay for helping me on the story!]
I work as a massage therapist in the resort town of Breckenridge, Colorado. To say I'm busy all the time is an understatement. The ski season used to be my busiest time of year, but now I'm busy year around. This is good for my business, but it leaves little time for my own R&R.
The ski season was wrapping up, although though some resorts were still open. The weather was warmer than usual this April day, about 55 degrees or so. I usually close at 7:00 PM, and at about 6:30, as I was starting to clean up, a gorgeous woman walks in inquiring about a massage.
"Hi! Am I too late for a massage?" she asks.
It was late and I wanted to go home, but something about her caught my eye.
"Well, I usually don't start massages this late... but do you really need a massage this evening, or can we schedule for tomorrow?" I ask.
"I really need a massage this evening if possible. I've had a horrible day! I'll pay double if that's what it takes," she says with some frustration in her voice.
"Okay, I understand. You don't need to pay double but give me a minute to set up my massage room."
After I finish setting up my room, I walk back out and have her fill out the obligatory medical forms.
"Hi, do you mind filling out these forms for me. Just want to make sure I'm aware of any medical conditions you might have. What's your name ma'am?" I ask.
"My name is Laura, and no I don't have any type of medical conditions."
She looks damn familiar, but I'm not sure where I've seen her. She's blonde, about 5 feet 6 inches tall, wearing a short black skirt, with a low-cut top that shows some deep cleavage.
"Come on back to this room and we'll get started, Laura."
I spent a ton of money on my massage rooms, and this one has dark walnut on the walls with candles and mood lighting all around. I even have a ceiling-to-floor water feature that tops off the room.
"There's a shower in here if you feel the need, Laura. If not, please get undressed. You can leave your bra and panties on if you're not comfortable getting nude. Here's a towel if you want to cover up," I say handing it to her. "I'll give you a few minutes and wait outside."
A couple of minutes go by before I hear her say, "I'm ready!"
"I apologize that I haven't introduced myself. I'm Brad."
"Nice to meet you, Brad. I've heard good things about you."
"Please lie face down on the table for me, Laura. Is there anything special you want me to concentrate on?"
"Not really. Your standard massage will do just fine."
She's on table with just her bra on. The towel is covering her waist so I can't tell if she has panties on.
I stand at the foot of the table, grab some oil, put some on my hands, and start massaging her feet... very slowly. After rubbing a while, I can feel she has a knot in her left foot towards the ball. I gently start rubbing the knot.
"Ow, that's sore right there," she says.
"You have a huge knot, Laura. Let me work on it."
I add more oil to my hands, and I continue to work the knot out and it eventually gets smaller.
"How does it feel now? That knot was pretty big."
"Yeah, actually it feels good. I didn't even realize I had a knot."
I apply more oil to my hands and then start rubbing underneath her toes, which most people don't realize is very sensitive.
"Umm, that feels good, Brad."
I gently move my fingers between each toe, gently massaging each tip.
"So, are you from Colorado, Laura?" I ask.
"No, I'm in town doing some media relations work. I'm actually from Florida."
Media relations? That could mean anything. But something keeps bugging me about her. Her voice sounds vaguely familiar, along with her looks. Could it be? Naa, no way. I would hate to ask her and then find out she's not who I think she might be. That would be embarrassing for both of us.
"So, what do you think of our little town?"
"It's absolutely beautiful. I've never been to the Rocky Mountains, so this is all new to me."
"If you need a tour guide while you're here, I'd be glad to show you around!"
"Aw, thanks, Brad. I might take you up on that, depending on my schedule."
I apply more oil to my hands and then start massaging her calves... very slowly. I push up towards her thighs, and then pull back down towards her feet. As I'm rubbing her left calf she jumps a little.
"Ouch, it's tender right there, Brad. Can you take it a little easier?"
"I'm sorry, Laura. I didn't mean to cause you any discomfort. I'll be gentler and work slower."
She might have an injury that's causing her to favor her left side, and her legs and feet might be feeling the brunt. I keep working her calf and I can feel the knot slowly starting to subside. Laura is slowly starting to relax.
"Okay, that's starting to feel better, Brad."
