Cassidy sat in her car checking the address of the massage therapist she had been recommended to by a friend. The therapist worked out of a little studio on the side of his house. Confirming she was at the right place she walked up the drive slowly until she saw insignia pointing her in the right direction. There was a little waiting area in front of the door and as the light was on she took a seat. Taking out her phone to pass the time, because as usual she was about 10 minutes early.
Right on time the door opened and out walked the last client. She looked up only to be met by the sight of a tall and very handsome man. There was something no better way to describe his look than she was pretty sure Superman was about to give her a massage. She smiled politely as she stood up and he gestured her in. She was glad she had ducked home quicky after work for a shower and that she had chosen to wear a sexy pair of french knickers. They were plain cotton but they hugged her ass perfectly. Not that she had intended to get anything more than a massage but when you were going to be in only your undies it helped a girls confidence if they were on point.
Introducing himself as Stuart they had a quick chat regarding why she was there. Her laughing saying that pretty much the whole of her upper body was a tight tangled mess. Her response had made him smile and it was then she noticed his dimples. Cassidy loved dimples. There was something about a guy with dimples that made her simply weak at the knees. Stuart stated that he was going to give her an assessment and they would just go from there. Then he gave her the usual spiel. Take off everything but your underwear and get up on the table lie face down and pull the towel over you.
Cassidy quickly undressed and adjusted her panties which had ridden further up her tight ass before pulling the towel over her.
Stuart came back into the room. Pulling down the towel and tucking it into her panties before she heard him warming up the oil in his hands. Then those strong hands, that were attached to a seriously hot guy, were on her. The way he kneaded her back instantly let some of the tension go. He talked her through every muscle that was caught up and how they all worked together. She could tell he was quite smart and that only turned her on more. She was glad she was face down because she could feel her face blushing.
Stuart started to work her muscles harder, asking on occasion if she needed him to back off when she winced. She assured him she was ok and that if it hurt it probably needed to. What he didn't know is that she thoroughly enjoyed a painful massage. There was something primal about it and she wasn't sure herself why it turned her on so but it did. She could feel her pussy start to ache as he pressed his skilled fingers into the knots in her back. Working his way down her back he was explaining how all the muscles are linked and how the glutes and muscles in the legs could contribute to her back being out. He politely asked if it was ok if he removed the towel to assess her glutes and below. Cassidy had to school her voice and she was sure her yes came out more as a whimper.
His hands slowly worked over her ass kneading.. gliding with the oil. Cassidy was wondering if he could sense her desires. She was sure a hot guy like this got it a lot so she relaxed and just tried to enjoy the sensation. His hands ran down the backs of her thighs and back up again. Each time his thumbs drew closer and closer to the top of her inner thigh. Cassidy instinctively adjusted how she was lying ever so slightly to give him better access to her inner thigh area which caused the last run of his hands to ever so slightly brush against the line of her panties. Cassidy realised that his chatter had stopped and as his fingers brushed against her mound his body language stiffened. Almost as if he had been in another zone and had just realised what he was doing.
Stuart quickly walked from the table and she could hear him pouring more oil into his hands. His voice was different when he asked her about how the pressure he was using was. It was apprehensive like he had realised he had crossed some line and was backtracking. Cassidy found herself wishing she hadn't moved and had let him keep going. She assured him it was great and how she wished she had booked longer than an hour. His voice reverted back to it had before when he said to her she was his last appointment for the evening so he could extend the consult if she desired. Cassidy stated that that would be perfect and made a corny line about his magical hands. Once again she was glad her face was stuck in the massage table hole because it would have been bright red.
Time to roll over he said as he held the towel up and she rolled onto her back. Standing at the head of the table he slowly worked her shoulders and upper chest. There was something more sensual to his movements now. Cassidy's heart began to race. She was sure she had just encouraged the earlier behaviour and part of her was yearning for him to be between her legs again. His voice was deeper when he asked her if she minded him massaging her stomach, he said some women were funny about it. Cassidy tried to school her voice but it was still a breathless "it's fine." Now her heart raced as she formed the next sentence in her head. His hands were running over her stomach and he was leant over her. She was pretty sure his cock which was to the side of her was at least semi hard. This was either going to be a Cassidy you have read the situation wrong moment or the point of no return.
"Would it be easier if you just got rid of the towel?" She asked.
"Are you sure?" He asked looking down at her.
