Ella is a beautiful blonde. 27 years old, 5'2, 110 lbs, naturally large chested with 38DD's and a tight body, Not quite athletic but nicely toned, with a healthy golden tan. She was married to Rob, who she met in college when she was an athletic trainer and he was a football player. Rob made good money. They lived very comfortably, Ella didn't need to work and wanted for nothing. Unfortunately everything was about to change.
On Tuesday morning, Rob left for work at 7am as usual. He pulled into a drive-thru to get coffee. As he was leaving he accidentally dropped the cup in his lap, the burning coffee caused his leg to jump up, releasing the brake. His car shot into the street, right in front of a truck. He died instantly.
Losing her beloved husband was bad enough, but worse news followed. Rob had switched life insurance companies and the policy had accidentally lapsed.
Several weeks after the funeral, Ella wasn't sure what to do. She knew she had to get things done though. While Rob's income was big, so was their debt. She sold the home, moved into a nice apartment and settled their debts. After everything was done, she had about $100,000. She paid a year's rent on the apartment and bought a new, small SUV. She knew she needed income. Luckily, she had taken classes and become a certified masseuse. Combined with her athletic training credentials she thought she could do a good business doing athletic massage therapy on top of regular massage. To make it convenient she had a small store front with a room for massages as well as a portable table and gear to do on-site massages and therapy.
Business started fairly well and was slowly building. She had been given some rehab and sport injury work and that helped. However she realized at this point she was barely covering her bills.
A player named David, an 18 yr old senior on the local high school football team that she had done some therapy for had left a message on her work voicemail. She returned the call.
"David, hello this is Ella from EMC (Ella's Massage Company) returning your call."
"Hi Ella, I found your therapy to really make a difference for me. I'd like to see about getting a weekly massage, at least during football season."
Ella set him up for 4:30-5:30 on Thursdays.
The first appointment came. David arrived promptly. Ella showed him to the room and pointed out the attached bathroom/changing room.
When Ella was doing his physical therapy he wore a tshirt and shorts. This time he just had shorts on and he looked really good to her. Ella proceeded to give David a thorough massage. At the end he dressed and came out to the front. She was concerned a guy like him would want additional services, the legendary happy ending. She was a legitimate masseuse and was glad he didn't go there, although she thought a few times during their session that he wanted to.
David's next session, he went in to change, a few minutes later she entered to see a very naked David, laying on his back on the table. Ever the professional, Ella began the massage. She was completely turned on by his hot body and the sight of his cock, which was easily 7 inches while only half erect. David's cock was laying on his left thigh and she needed to massage there so she carefully moved it to the side, touching it as little as possible. Still David let out a slight grunt and became fully erect. She did her best to ignore it and within a few minutes was finishing up.
She asked David, "How was that, feeling good?" He responded "I do still have some tightness."
Ella asked where and David gestured down by his hard cock.
"David, this is a legitimate massage salon and I'm a licensed masseuse."
"And I think you are amazing, but taking care of this will definitely reduce my tension and of course I'd pay for the additional service, think of your patient's well being Ella!"
Ella, who was very aware that she wasn't making enough money yet, began thinking about things.
Next thing she knew, her subconscious took over and had grasped David's big cock. It was about 8 inches fully erect and felt thick in her hand. She began stroking slowly with her left hand and gently grasped his balls in her right. David rapidly became more excited. She was gently playing with his balls while making full, rapid strokes with the other hand. Shortly he began to groan, she felt his cock swell and then began spurting. She didn't think to aim it away and the first thick spurt landed across her collar and on her neck and cheek. She angled it away and the next blast reached the wall. Then the final few diminishing spurts landed on the floor and across his leg. She grabbed a towel, wiped her face and neck, then cleaned him off as well. In silence they went up front where he paid for the massage and gave her a $50 tip. She quickly ushered him out, closed the door and turned off the 'open' sign.
Ella knew she crossed a terrible line, but she was so turned on. She rushed into the massage room, tore off her shorts and thong, jumped up on the table and began working her wet pussy toward the orgasm she was now craving. Her eyes were tightly closed and the sloshing sounds of her fingers in her wet pussy were the only sound. In the mean time. David, having left his phone on the counter had returned. He grabbed his phone and could hear the sound. He turned on the camera and took a couple pictures and about 15 seconds of video. Her pussy was facing the door as she was working her clit at a fevered pace, he could see it all. She was shaved accept for a tiny wisp of blond hair just above and she was incredibly wet. He silently let himself out, saying nothing.
Later at home, Ella began thinking about the day. She enjoyed getting David off, she hadn't dated since losing her husband and touching a cock felt good. She was also both intrigued by the earning potential and worried about the line she just crossed as a masseuse. However, her survival instincts won, the money could make this career successful. She decided to go for it. She knew she had to be cautious and careful. She set up some basic rules for herself.
1. Nothing extra on the first appointment.
2. Be selective.
3. Install some security.
4. Keep a squeaky clean image.
Ella dipped into her savings and bought a video surveillance system for outside. The alerts went to her phone. She also had a website set up and took out ads. She had specials for ladies and couples because she figured if it looked like her business was just men it would be more suspicious. She also donated several one hour massages to local charities as fundraiser prizes.
Her expansion into "extras" happened slowly. An occasional customer named Tom had booked an appointment. During his massage, while working on his upper thigh, Ella grazed his cock. She apologized and he jokingly responded, "it's okay, I know your not that type of business...sadly."
