by Claire Adams
I walked into Anna’s studio, and she was standing at her white checkout counter. She was on the phone looking at an open appointment book, so I figured she was making an appointment. She looked at me and held up her pointer finger to tell me she would be with me in just a minute.
I nodded my head and sat in one of the waiting chairs. There were a few magazines on the table. I picked up a “People” magazine just for shits and giggles. I wasn’t the kind to care about celebrities, but I needed something to do while I waited.
“Okay, Becca. Sounds good. I’ll see you Monday at three,” I heard Anna say before she hung up the phone.
“Hey. Thank you for coming,” she said as she walked over to me. She seemed nervous, and it made her even more adorable. I loved when she got nervous around me. It made me think there was a chance for us, that maybe she had feelings for me too.
“You’re welcome. Is everything okay?” I asked.
She laughed, and I realized how much I missed her laugh. From the time we met, it was my favorite thing about her.
“Yeah. Now, please hear me out before you freak out. This is going to sound super weird.”
“Okay,” I said slowly. Now I was even more intrigued than before.
She sat down in the chair next to me. It seemed like she was getting more and more nervous. She took a breath and said, “So, I just found out my parents are coming to town.”
“That’s cool.” I didn’t know if this had to do with what she wanted to talk to me about or if she was trying to make small talk.
“Yeah, I guess,” she said. Her leg bounced as she spoke.
“Something tells me you aren’t happy about this news,” I said.
She shook her head and grimaced, “So, they have this thing. Well, it’s mostly my mother. She has this thing she does… where she bugs me about why I’m not settled down yet.” Anna looked at me nervously. “I’m sorry this is so weird.”
I placed my hand on her leg to let her know that I wasn’t bothered. I smiled and said, “It’s okay. Just tell me.”
She closed her eyes as she said, “Will you pretend to be my boyfriend while they are in town?” Then she opened her eyes again and continued, “I was thinking in return, I could give you free massages. As many as you want, each week.”
“You don’t look like the type of girl that would have to pretend to have a boyfriend,” I said.
She blushed. “I know this is really awkward, and I’m sorry for springing this on you like this.”
“Don’t be sorry. I’ll do it. I was just making an observation,” I said with a smile. I wanted her to be less nervous.
A big smile spread across her face. “Really?” she asked with excitement in her eyes.
“Yeah, it sounds like it could be fun,” I said with a wink.
“Thank you, Justin. You won’t regret saying yes. I promise.”
She looked so gorgeous when she got excited. It reminded me of the way she looked at me before my fight last weekend. When I looked up in the stands and made eye contact with her, she was just as excited. She really was an amazing woman. I was excited to help her with her parents. Pretending to be her boyfriend would allow me to spend more time with her. Plus, I couldn’t help but think something more might come of it.
“And I promise you won’t regret asking me. I feel pretty honored actually,” I said with a laugh.
“Well good because I don’t ask just anyone to play my fake boyfriend,” she said.
We sat quietly for a moment. It didn’t feel awkward. It was a comfortable silence before she asked, “How was your fight?”
I took a deep breath. “I lost.” I wasn’t about to go into detail with her about the bet I made, especially not after the favor she just asked me. I didn’t want to ruin anything that might happen between us.
“You look tense,” she said. “Do you want a massage now? I don’t have any more clients today. I cleared my schedule so I could talk to you.” Her smile was a little shy, yet I could sense her confidence.
“That would be amazing,” I said as I followed her into the massage room.
I couldn’t help the excitement that was flooding through my body. After my big loss the other night, I needed a massage. I couldn’t wait to feel Anna’s hands against my skin again.
I stripped down to my boxers. I did it every time in front of her. For some reason, it never made me nervous. Maybe it was because I was sexually attracted to her, and it just added to the atmosphere.
We almost kissed on Monday. I had wanted to kiss her for quite some time. I wanted to kiss her last Saturday night after my fight, but I had to fight the urge. Then, on Monday, it took all my strength not to lean in and press my lips against hers. It wouldn’t have felt right to kiss her and then say, “Oh, by the way, I can’t come back.”
I laid on the table. First on my stomach, and as per usual, she went slow and hard. It felt so good. I tried to close my eyes and enjoy the relaxing feeling that came with getting a massage, but for some reason, it was hard today. I couldn’t block out how much Anna was turning me on.
I moaned. I didn’t mean for it to sound so sexual, but I couldn’t help it. The way she touched me was so sensual, and it just felt so good. “I knew I kept coming back to you for a reason.”
I heard her laugh. “Good to know I’m good at this. It is my career after all.”
She moved her hands down to my lower back and moved her thumbs in a circular motion on each side of my spine. I felt all my problems from the last week just melt away. At that moment, it was just her and I. Everything else melted away.
I laughed. “You really are though. I’ve missed this a lot.”
“I thought maybe you found a new massage therapist.” She sounded like she was messing around, but I could sense that the thought had crossed her mind.
“Never. There’s no one better than Anna Winters,” I said.
She laughed again. “Oh please, how would you know? Have you been to other massage places?” I loved the playfulness in her voice, but it wasn’t helping the sexual tension between us.
“No. But I already know there is no one out there like you.” I was flirting hard, but so was she, so I didn’t bother trying to stop.
After ten minutes on my stomach, she asked, “Want me to do the front again?”
“That’s my favorite part.” I was so turned on. I couldn’t hide it.
I rolled onto my back and watched as she got the hot oil and poured some onto my chest. She started massaging my arms, and then my chest going in slow movements. It was this moment that I wished I would have kissed her the other day.
“Mmm. That feels so fucking good,” I said, my voice was full of lust. I hoped it wasn’t scaring her off. When I opened my eyes, she looked at me and bit her lip. It made the whole thing even hotter.
“You like?” she said. I could sense that she was getting turned on as well.
I nodded my head, “So much.” She moved down my abs and then back up. Her movements were torturously slow. I was looking forward to getting massages from her on a regular basis again. I had only missed a few at this point, but until today, I didn’t think I was going to get anymore again.
I tried not to let my sexual thoughts get the better of me, but it was hard. She was so good with her hands. There had only been one time that I only partially got turned on, and that was on Monday. I was turned on then, but not as bad as other times because I knew I had to tell her I wouldn’t be coming back. It kind of put a damper on the whole thing.
Even just looking at her turned me on. It caused me to have a massive hard-on. She didn’t even have to touch me for my body to ignite with desire.
“You’re so hard,” she said as she massaged my tense arm muscles. She had turned it into a double entendre, and it was so fucking hot.
“That’s why I come here,” I said with a wink.
She blushed and bit her lip again. I wanted to be the one to bite that lip.
I wondered if Anna had ever been turne
d on by me. I had to assume that she had, especially the way she was massaging me on Monday. But I couldn’t be sure.
She moved down to my abs and the way she was touching me this time was completely different from the times before this. I could tell it was meant to be sensual, sexual. She was naughty, and it made me wonder if sex might be included in this new arrangement of ours.
At this point, it was taking everything in me not to start touching her. I didn’t want to push my luck even though I had a feeling her panties were probably a little wet already.
“You’re so hot,” I said, testing the waters.
“Thank you, Justin. You’re hot too,” she said and moved her hands onto my thighs. She started massaging my legs moving up and down. She usually did this, but this time was a little different. She was moving slower, and every time she would massage my thigh muscles, her fingers would brush my dick. This had never happened before, so I could only assume she was feeling the sexual tension in the air.
I had to say something again. I needed to know how she felt. I needed to be sure that she wanted this just as much as I did.
“Since you keep brushing it, why not just massage it?” I said, bracing myself for her to freak out. I waited for her to run out of the room and tell me to never come back. She didn’t.
“You mean like this?” she asked as she moved her hand onto my hard dick. She ran her hand up and down the length of it. It felt so good the way she was doing it. It almost felt like I could cum just from that.
I nodded my head. I wanted her more than ever right now and moved my hand out to grab her ass. “What do you want to do to it now?” I asked her.
She paused what she was doing looked at me with desire in her eyes.
“Let me go lock the front door,” she said.
I watched her leave the room and could hardly believe my luck.
Chapter 8
Anna
I locked the front door quickly so I could get back to Justin. My body was hot with desire, and I definitely did not want to keep him waiting, but I also didn’t want any potential clients walking in and hearing us. I thought for a second about putting up a sign that said I would be back in thirty minutes but decided not to keep Justin waiting any longer.
I walked back into the room and began removing my shirt and shorts, and then my panties and bra. I had to calm myself down. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening, and for a moment, I almost paused. My insecurities made me hesitate for a fraction of a second, but I knew it would be better to just roll with it.
“I’m ready,” I said and walked over to where he was lying naked on the table. It was an amazing sight to see. The size of his dick was huge, and I was a little intimidated to feel it.
I bent over the table and took him in my mouth. He moaned deeply, and the sound of his pleasure made me wet. I slid my mouth to the tip of his dick and started licking it. Then, I moved it back into my mouth slowly. It was so big that I had to stretch my mouth a little bit to fit it in without scraping my teeth, but I didn’t mind. He started rubbing and lightly spanking my ass as I was bent over him. His arms were long, so he didn’t have to struggle to reach me. I was standing there completely naked. Before I knew it, he was sliding a finger inside of me.
“Mmm,” I moaned with him still in my mouth. I began to suck harder, moving up and down on him. He slipped in another finger and began to finger me harder. He moved his fingers in and out so fast that I had to stop sucking on him when the pleasure became too intense. I could feel myself losing control of my body, and I didn’t want to accidentally bite him.
He pulled his fingers out of me, and a small whimper of protest escaped my lips.
He grinned at my complaint. “Get on,” he said in a seductive voice.
I quickly grabbed my purse and pulled a condom out of the secret inside pocket. I tore it open, using my teeth, and then pulled the condom out and slowly rolled it onto him. He let out a small moan, and it was almost too much for me to handle.
“You’re so sexy,” he said as he moved his hand up and down his long shaft.
It was hot the way he was looking at me while he played with himself, and I wondered if he had ever masturbated to the thought of me.
I climbed onto the massage chair and lowered myself into a straddle position. I leaned forward a bit so our chests were touching, and I began to feel him enter me. He was so hard, and I was so wet that he slid right inside.
“Mmmm, your pussy is so tight,” he whispered as his eyes fluttered closed. Chills shot up and down my back.
I didn’t respond. Instead, I focused on feeling him move in and out of me. I could feel each and every time he hit my special spot. It was driving me wild and starting to get me closer to an orgasm, but I wasn’t ready for the fun to end. I didn’t want to come too quickly. So, I sat up.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
I put a finger to his lips to tell him not to talk. He nodded his head. I carefully moved my body around so I was facing away from him, and once again I lowered myself onto his erection. This time though, it felt different. He was deeper inside of me, and it hurt a little bit, but the pain was a good pain. I could handle this because it just meant he was big enough to get all the way up there.
“Oh, fuck,” I said as I began to move my body up and down on top of him. I started going slowly, but quickly picked up the pace.
This was everything I had imagined it would be and more. His body was perfect, and I was loving that I got to touch him the way I had always wanted to. This was everything that I had wanted to do on Monday, and the waiting had only made it that much more intense.
“Say my name,” he ordered.
“Justin,” I moaned as I moved myself up and down on him.
“I love it when you say my name,” he said.
“Justin,” I said, breathlessly. “You feel amazing.”
I slowed my motions down, and instead of sliding up and down on him, I begin to rock my hips back and forth. The sensations that cascaded through my body made me moan so loudly I worried the offices around mine might hear. The feelings of him being so deep inside of me became more intense with every movement.
“Oh my God,” he grunted. “Don’t stop.”
I started moving my hips back and forth as fast as I could. I rode him so hard I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. I could feel myself getting closer and suddenly, I tensed. My toes curled, and my legs tightened. I leaned forward and grabbed Justin’s legs in my hands. I held on tightly while a rush of ecstasy flooded my body and that blissful relaxation set in. It was the best damn orgasm of my life.
“That’s right, baby. Come for me.”
His voice was so deep and erotic right then, and it made my orgasm so much better.
“I want you bend over this table,” he said.
I maneuvered myself so that I could climb off him and the massage table. When I could properly bend over the table for him, he gave me a couple of soft spanks, and I moaned.
He wasted no time, obviously eager for his own release. He pushed into my hole and grabbed my arms, holding them behind me so that I was pinned to the table. It was rough and hot. He started moving in and out of me hard and fast. I moaned louder than ever. He got me so close again, it was almost unbelievable. I had never had multiple orgasms before.
I pulled an arm out of his grasp and moved my hand down to my clit where I began to massage it with two fingers. He moved himself in and out of me in a faster, harder motion. “Don’t stop,” I begged, and he moved even faster.
And all at once, I felt my second orgasm. A second rush of endorphins that caused my legs to weaken and my toes to go numb. I could feel him pulsing inside of me, and it just made my orgasm so much more intense.
When we both came down from our high, Justin pulled out of me.
“How was that?” he whispered in my ear.
“More amazing than I could have ever imagined,” I said and grabbed my panties off the floor. I slid them on and pulled my
bra over my breasts. I located my shirt and pants and put those on as I watched Justin get dressed out of the corner of my eye. I wanted to tell him not to get dressed. I wanted him to stay naked so I could stare at him a little longer, but I knew he probably had to go and that I should get the door unlocked again.
“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to do that,” he said as he pulled his shirt over his head.
“Oh, I think I do,” I winked. I couldn’t believe it. I finally had sex with Justin. And from the sounds of it, he had been desperate for this moment, too.
When we finished getting dressed and fixing ourselves, I opened the door, and he followed me out of the room. I hoped no one had tried to come in while the door was locked. And if they did, I hoped they didn’t hear the loud sex we just had. I tried to keep quiet, just in case, but it had been impossible. I’d never felt so good in my life.
Justin sat in a waiting room chair. “Thank you,” he said.
“You’re welcome. That was… amazing,” I said, no longer feeling nervous.
Justin cleared his throat, and part of me hoped he wasn’t about to say it was a mistake. I braced myself for what he might say as he began to speak.
“I don’t think I can get a babysitter for meeting your parents. I will need to bring my daughter with me. I can’t afford to pay my neighbor anymore, and I don’t feel comfortable asking my mom to watch her for me for something like this. I don’t want her to read into it or anything and then ask me a million questions,” he said quickly.
I nodded my head. “Of course your daughter can come. She’s part of your life, and this is supposed to look legitimate. It wouldn’t if we didn’t involve your daughter. My parents would totally know this was a ruse.”
Justin smiled at me. “Thanks. I guess we should probably hang out before then so you can get acquainted with her?”
I thought about it for a second. How had I even missed that step? I wasn’t sure. “You’re absolutely right. I guess that would also look funny if I was just being introduced to her at the same time as my parents.”