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| Panting, I rolled over and snuggled up to him, holding his hand. Grinning, I thought into myself, I should have join the internet revolution a long time ago! | |
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| I tried to avert my eyes, but no doubt my interest in the view was obvious to her, as her knowing smile and twinkling eye suggested. She took her time arranging the coaster and slowly pouring my beer into a glass, seeming in no hurry to stand up, all the while allowing me to gaze furtively at those beautiful mounds. | |
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| We sat and chatted for several minutes. Mike’s dad works 8 to 5 in an office and Judy does freelancewriting from home. She explained that she was taking a break to enjoy the perfect weather this afternoon. Conversation turned to my therapeutic massage program, in which Judy seemed quite interested. | |
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| “Do you get lots of hands on practice?” she inquired. “Some, but never enough,” I replied, interpreting her question as an intriguing opening. “I never get tired of giving massages, and always learn from the different ways that different people respond.” | |
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| “Well, we might have a match here,” she grinned. “I love massage too, but rarely have the opportunity. Care to practice on me?”
I could hardly contain my glee at the prospect of being able to finally get my hands on this beautiful woman, who had starred in many of my masturbation fantasies for years. |
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| I invited Judy to lie down on her stomach as I retrieved a bottle of massage oil from my backpack. I squeezed some of the oil onto my hands and started massaging her feet, gradually progressing up her legs.
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| So, I proceeded to knead her gluteus maximus muscles for several minutes, trying to maintain a professional manner. After all, this was the mother of my friend, so I didn’t want her to think I was turned on. | |
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| After a few minutes, it was time to continue my progression up her spine to the lumbar and thoracic areas. She reached behind her back and unhooked her bikini top, saying “Here, let me get this strap out of the way for you.” I proceeded to work my way up her back and down each arm. The bulges of the sides of her ample breasts were tantalizing, but I resisted the urge to touch them. |
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| “Now it’s time for the front,” I said. She promptly rolled over on her back, holding her bikini top to her breasts but not re-hooking it. She just positioned the small fragments of cloth to cover her nipples and put her arms out to her sides, ready for me to massage the front of her body. |
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| “Some clients like to have a cloth over their faces during this part,” I explained in a professional voice. “It gives them a feeling of privacy. What’s your preference?”
“Nice idea,” Judy responded, turning to her side and reaching for a small towel, which she folded and placed over her eyes. That movement caused her bikini top to slip to the side as her soft, flowing breasts shifted, exposing one nipple. |
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