Training the New Masseur

It was a pleasant surprise to be greeted by the beautiful brunette waiting for me in the massage parlour. She gave me a wonderful smile and asked if I was Joe but I barely registered the question distracted by admiring her long legs and low-cut top. The girl introduced herself as Heidi.

She had this wonderful innocence about her with huge eyes and a fantastic smile.

"Where Julie?" I finally managed to say. Julie was my usual masseur.

"I am afraid she had to go home at short notice," said Heidi, "but I'd be happy to rebook you for another time."

"You know I am the parlour's biggest customer?" I said carefully measuring my words wondering what impact a small white lie might have.

Heidi blinked, her smile instantly disappearing. "I did not know that," she said, her voice wavering slightly before she added quickly. "This is my first day here. Now when would you like to come back, Joe?"

"I don't," I said sharply and took a step closer, my gaze locked onto hers. I could see the uncertainty in her eyes and her nervousness.

"My time's too precious to have to come back," I said less curtly but there is no one else here Heidi replied in a frightened whisper.

"Are you not a masseur Heidi?" I asked.

"Yes," she said, "but..............." and her voice trailed away.

"Excellent," I said. "You can massage me. I am sure you can look after me as well as Julie does."

Heidi hesitated, her dark eyes darted around the room, then she sighed, running a hand through her glossy hair.

"Alright," she said finally, giving me a half-hearted smile. "Please, follow me to the treatment room sir."

As we walked down the dim hallway, I noticed her somewhat stiff posture and couldn't help but wonder how much of a novice she was. Once inside the spacious massage room, she gestured towards the massage table with a shaky hand before busying herself with preparing oils and towels.

I got comfortable on the table, and my mind started to wander about how to take advantage of this situation. I had visited Julie for several months and she knew where my most stubborn knots were and how best to eradicate them but my rapidly forming plan for the gorgeous Heidi was going in a quite different direction.

A sudden, uneasy silence filled the room as Heidi approached me tentatively, her fingers fumbling with the cap of the lavender-scented oil she was now wielding.

"I think," you have forgotten something I said.

Heidi paused, her brows furrowing in confusion.

"What might that be?" she asked, her eyes darting to the array of oils and towels on the side table.

"Julie always massages me in her lingerie. A little treat for her best customer! I hope you have a nice set on for me!"

Heidi's cheeks flushed a deep crimson at my words, her wide eyes looking anywhere but at me. "I...I didn't know," she stuttered. "They... they didn't tell me about that."

"Maybe you should ask management about these little details," I suggested, "before you start work properly." Hopefully trying to make light of the situation would ease her discomfort I thought.

Embarrassed, Heidi took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she considered what to do. She nodded, gulping down what seemed like a lump in her throat. "Yes, okay then," she said in a low murmured whisper, barely audible.

She then turned away from me, her hands removing her shorts and then her tee shirt. When she turned back to me she self-consciously held the tee shirt against herself for a moment before tossing it away. She was wearing a set of black lace lingerie that suited her perfectly.

Turning back towards me, Heidi's dark eyes were filled with new found determination. "Is this okay?" she asked, her voice shaky but steadier than before. "It's maybe not the nicest set but.........."

"It's perfect," I replied cutting across her. My mind swirled with possibilities encouraged by how cooperative Heide was being.

"You are an upgrade on Julie so far," I observed.

Heidi's eyes widened at my comment and she blushed, the colour reaching her cheeks again.

"Thank you," she managed to say, her voice still a tremble but now also laced with a little confidence.

I watched as Heidi poured some of the lavender-scented oil into her palms, rubbing them together to warm it up. Her every move was hesitant showing her nerves. "Please turn over," she commanded, avoiding my gaze.

Doing as instructed, I lay on my stomach and closed my eyes waiting for the first touch of her hands on my back. The room was filled with silence again.

I could hear her moving around me, her bare feet padding against the wooden floorboards. The anticipation was heightened by each passing second until finally, I felt something warm and smooth against my skin.

Her touch was gentle, almost timid as she started rubbing the oil onto my back in long strokes. It wasn't quite as firm or experienced as Julie's but I didn't care. All I cared about now was my plan and taking it carefully step by step.

I felt her hands move slowly down from the shoulders, pressing down on every knot she found along the way with slight hesitation before applying just enough pressure to ease it out. Her fingers danced along my body. She was doing a good job.

"Did they tell you I am famous here for my enormous tips?" I said.

Heidi started, jostling the table slightly as she blinked in surprise. "No, they didn't," she admitted, meeting my eyes for the briefest of moments in the mirror across the room.

In that instant, I saw a flash of vulnerability, quickly replaced by a determined spark. Resuming her ministrations, Heidi's touch became more assured, her movements more purposeful. Her hands explored the contours of my back with newfound interest, her fingers seeking out knots with a deliberation I had not felt earlier. Motivated by money I thought good!

Her initial hesitation was slowly being replaced with building belief. It was evident that she was still very much a learner but any loosening of my muscles was a bonus I was much too excited about my plan.

The scent of the lavender oil grew stronger as she worked diligently on my back, the rhythmic kneading and pressing of her hands which would have normally lulled me into a state of relaxation. However, I was keen to see how far I could push this rookie and I needed to concentrate and plan each move.

Every so often, I would let out soft moans of satisfaction to encourage her. At every sound I made, Heidi would pause for a moment before continuing with renewed vigour.

"Let's move onto my front," I eventually said, "that's the best bit."

Yes, of course," she replied, her voice just a whisper. I could sense her apprehension was back, but still, there was a steady determination to prove herself.

Slowly, I turned onto my back, folding my hands on my stomach as I looked up at Heidi. She was biting her lower lip nervously as she poured more lavender oil onto her petite hands.

I reached out my fingers to touch her stomach. I picked a spot on her ribcage and then swept to the right letting my hand come to rest on her slender waist.

"You are doing very well Heidi," I said warmly smiling up into those big eyes.

"Thank you," she replied stepping back so I could no longer reach her and then forward again, her voice wavering as she pressed her slick hands against my chest to begin the front massage. The tension in her delicate fingers gave away her nervousness, a clear sign that I was pushing the limit of what she was happy to do.

Her hands worked gingerly down my front, from my chest to the sides of my abdomen. I could sense how conscious she was of every move. Her touch was soft and cautious, with a warmth that transmitted through her fingertips. To be fair she was making a good effort to master the demands of her new job and trying to please what she thought was the parlour's best customer.

I watched as Heidi avoided my gaze when I chuckled. "You're not bold like Julie, are you?" I teased her hoping that message was not too subtle. My hand slid down to her ass and I cupped her left cheek. "But you have a much nicer ass," I said.

A strangled gasp escaped her lips and she stumbled a bit, trying to step back. But I didn't let go, holding onto the material of her panties which was rough but quite a turn-on to touch. Heidi's blush deepened and for a moment I thought she might leave. Her eyes were wide in the dim lighting.

"I... I'm... I just..." Words were failing her as they had before, but this time there was something else in her expression perhaps the beginnings of indignation.

I let my hand fall back onto the massage table, watching as she regained some semblance of composure. The sudden tension between us made things awkward. It was time to back off just for a moment.

"I'm sorry Heidi, I've gone too far," I said, my tone holding a note of regret. "I was just doing what I always do."

"Oh no..." she stuttered out quickly, shaking her head. "It's okay. It's just strange and no one has briefed me."

I nodded understandingly and lay flat again on the table, waiting for Heidi to begin where she left off.

She hesitated for a moment before lifting the bottle of lavender oil which had fallen to the floor. Her hands were visibly trembling as she poured some oil into her palms again and rubbed them together to warm it up.

Heidi's blush was even deeper now and her fingers were more rigid as they continued their task. Her eyes shifted from her hands on my chest to my face. She was trying to gauge my intentions. As I watched her reactions, I was encouraged that although I had pushed hard I had not yet gone too far. On the one hand, she wanted to do well but the situation was challenging. How far was she prepared to go?

That question was still rattling around in her mind. I could see that on her face but she had recovered control of her movements. So I cautiously reached out and touched her ass again.

"Is that okay Heidi?" I asked gently at the same time.

Heidi tensed, her dark eyes meeting mine with a flicker of apprehension. My fingers pressed and squeezed gently her tight little backside. Then, slowly, she nodded, the corners of her lips barely twitching into a small smile.

"Yes," she murmured, her voice barely audible "It's okay." I smiled to convey that I was delighted and immediately I let my hand roam. My fingers explored her body mainly on the area of her tummy just occasionally wandering down to her ass or up to her breasts sitting and looking so delicious in her low-cut bra. I inhaled deeply and went for it hoping to keep the momentum behind my plan going.

"Very slowly take off your bra for me," I whispered lifting my hand to gently squeeze her right breast.

Heidi froze, eyes wide as saucers, her hands mid-way in their journey down my torso. The room fell into an intense silence. She looked down at me, confusion and apprehension in her lovely eyes. I assumed I had blown it but I forced myself to be silent and still. She needed to make the next move.

After what felt like ages, she slowly pulled away from me, standing up straight. She reached for the straps of her bra, her fingers trembling noticeably. She slid them off her shoulders slowing when I asked her to. The cups lowered too giving me a greater view of her tits. Wow, I thought. Despite the clear trepidation in her gaze, there was a certain determination there too, a will to see this strange situation through.

I watched as she undid the clasp at the back of her bra, her face a mask of concentration as she did so. As the garment dropped onto the floor, I couldn't help but silently congratulate myself inside for reaching another step.

"Is this... Are you sure this is okay?" Heidi asked tactfully, avoiding my gaze. She looked at the door as though she feared someone might come in. Her blush had deepened once more and her hands were drawn instinctively towards her chest.

"I'm sure," I said, my eyes locked on hers. "You're doing great but take your hands away please." I began to enjoy her breasts as she dropped her hands and she tried to refocus herself on massaging me.

"You have beautiful breasts," I told her.

Heidi blushed even deeper at the compliment, her fingers becoming more rigid as they continued their task. Once more her eyes shifted from her hands on my chest to my face, trying to gauge my intentions. As I watched her reactions, I wondered how far this could go. I was sure she was thinking the same thing.

The room remained silent. I was trying hard to disguise how excited I was and not to show how erratic my breathing was getting. Heidi's gaze lingered on mine for a moment. I smiled and she looked away. She then focused all her attention back on my body, her fingers moving with newfound determination.

Her hands became steadier as she worked on my chest and abdomen, alternating between firm kneading and light strokes. Occasionally, her eyes would flicker towards my hands on her breasts but she never stopped her work and I never paused from savouring her wonderous tits.

This went on for a while before I finally removed my hands from her chest to rest them back on the table.

"It feels so good," I whispered. "You are doing great Heidi."

That helped! The tension in the room began to dissipate a little and Heidi's movements became more relaxed.

I closed my eyes and let out a sigh of contentment as Heidi's fingers skillfully eased another knot in my chest. I felt her smile faintly at this approval and heard a whisper of relief escape her lips.

"You're doing an excellent job, Heidi," I repeated allowing me to casually add. "You may now take the towel off me." I knew she would expect me to be wearing pants so when she did remove the towel she let out a little gasp of surprise. I was naked and very excited. It was a big shock for her to see my cock spring up to meet her.

"Heidi," I said, not breaking eye contact, "it's okay." She held her breath as she quickly averted her gaze, cheeks flushed a deep shade of red.

She stammered out an apology, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she averted her gaze from my exposed form. I couldn't help but be amused by her discomfort. "I-I don't think that's within the scope of my duties as a masseuse," she managed to say in a small voice, her hands fidgeting nervously at her sides.

"Oh Heidi," I chided gently with a smirk playing on my lips, "I thought we had already crossed that line a while back. This is now all about pleasure." I lifted one of her hands from her sides and placed it on my cock. "This is the most important part of the session," I said. "You have done this before right?"

Heidi's hand jerked back in surprise, but I kept hold of it, firmly guiding it back onto my dick. There was a moment of awkward fumbling before she stopped resisting. Her fingers tentatively wrapped around my cock.

"I've never... done this before," she admitted quietly, embarrassment staining her cheeks an even deeper shade of red.

"That's okay," I said, maintaining eye contact. "We will work it out." I demonstrated a couple of strokes by moving her hand up and down my shaft. When I let go she stopped. "Go ahead," I said gently. "It feels so good."

With that, Heidi began to stroke me carefully, the uncertainty still present in the twitch of her brows and the catch in her breath. Yet as time passed and I gave no signs of dissatisfaction, she grew more confident. Her strokes became smoother, firmer and steadier.

"Do you have a boyfriend Heidi?" I suddenly asked. I imagined a distraction would help. Something else to think about and anyway, I was intrigued. I had seen the engagement ring on her finger when I came in so I knew there was someone who was more than a boyfriend. That had added a delicious "extra something" to the challenge of getting her to gradually give herself to me.

Heidi paused mid-stroke, her eyes flickering up to meet mine. She looked surprised by my question, her lips parting slightly as if she wanted to say something but wasn't sure how.

"Yes... I'm engaged," she finally confessed, her voice soft, almost apologetic. Her dark eyes darted away from mine and down to my chest as if she were suddenly finding the bare skin there fascinating.

"He is a very lucky man," I said. "Don't you do this to him?"

"No, I've never...," she stammered out, her fingers still lingering on my skin, her touch growing colder and more hesitant. She looked up at me, uncertainty etched in every feature. "I mean, we've never...we are not very adventurous." I had resumed fondling her lovely ass just to add to the list of things she was coping with.

"Interesting," I mused, my gaze once again focused on Heidi's flushed face. "Well, he is missing out on quite an experience." My voice was soft but assertive as I encouraged her to resume her previous activity. "You are a natural Heidi."

"I need you to take my cock in your mouth now," I said lightly.

Heidi's face paled at my words, her dark eyes wide in disbelief. "I...I don't know if I can..." she stammered, her gaze dropping away from mine once again.

"It's okay, Heidi," I assured her, guiding her head closer to me. "Take your time. Like I said we will work it out together."

I reached up and gently kissed her breast. She gasped at the touch but for a moment she pressed harder against me. I could sense the pleasure she had felt from that simple touch. Slowly I was educating her it seemed. To show her new experiences and she was beginning to enjoy it.

"Is that how you like them kissed?" I asked softly.

"I... I don't," she stammered and then nodded. I kissed the other breast and her hand came up and pressed my head into her. When I pulled away she looked misty-eyed at me.

"That felt so good, Joe," she said almost apologetically.

"Good, that's very good Heidi," I encouraged and then added flatly. "Now you were going to suck my dick?"

She stared at me for a long moment, the silence in the room heavy with anticipation. Would she or wouldn't she? Finally, she let out a shaky breath and nodded subtly. Her fingers wrapped around my length once more, giving it a tentative squeeze before she lowered herself towards me.

The first brush of her lips against me had both of us gasping in surprise. Heidi's eyes went wide and she pulled back slightly. But then she seemed to gather herself, closing her eyes and leaning in again.

She moved slowly, uncertainly at first. Her touches were tentative and experimental, trying to find what worked for her and me I supposed. I gently encouraged her and that determination that she seemed to have resurfaced. Heidi's head began to bob up and down quickly finding rhythm and confidence.

My hands roamed over the smooth expanse of Heidi's back as she worked, tracing the curve of her spine. I could sense her nervousness melting away, replaced by focus and curiosity. She was a quick learner and I hoped I was correct when I told myself she was getting more and more turned on. She was beginning to want this. It occurred to me there was one way to find out and at the same time to encourage her to become even more horny. Happily, she wasn't getting much at home and so I was filling a void in her life perhaps.

"Come around the other side," I commanded, taking control whilst hoping I would get away with this. "Put a leg up on the table Heidi." I used my hands to help her up and to guide her mouth back onto my dick. "That's right. Suck it," I added. "Just like before. Now open your legs for me just a little bit."

I slid my hand between her legs, moving them wider so I could get access and then I very gently stroked her pussy.

"Is that okay?" I asked.

Her eyes fluttered and her head turned to meet mine as her body stiffened at the unexpected touch. She nodded slowly, allowing herself to relax into the sensation. I felt a shiver run through her body as my fingers made contact with her hidden gem.