When the phone rang the voice on the other end was pleasant and polite with only one request, would I have an appointment at the end of the day so it could go beyond the 60 minutes if I had the time. Having no commitments this evening the response was simple, of course and see you at 6:15. 

With a quick change of linen, some new candles and a change of the play list the room was ready for Kimberley. 

At precisely 6:15 Kimberley walked through the door with a knee high black and white checkered skirt, black nylons and white cotton shirt with her hair tossed over one shoulder, clearly a professional thus I surmised a stressful career. She completed the questionnaire in what I thought was Olympic time but for some reason I did not review it. She simply told me to work all areas as she needed some release and hopefully, she would not fall off to sleep. I gave her instructions related to the sheets, face down to start and her choice on what clothing she wanted to remain on then left the room.

Knocking on the door a few minutes later I entered, and she was motionless on the table as instructed with only her feet out protruding from the linen. In most cases I go about my business but these well kept appendages were different with the black and checkered white toe nail pattern matching her skirt,  this lady wears her fashion with pride. 

Tucking the sheets tight to her body it became clear there is a spectacular figure  hidden upon her initial entry. folding back one side of the sheet and moving a leg out of the warmth of the flannel, the warm oil produced a spontaneous body sigh. As I began working her calves the tension was evident but quickly exited and gave way to the customary deep breaths as I worked up through her calves over her hamstrings to the base of her noticeably tanned buttocks.  Finding the outer limit of her hamstring I traced it down, over her calves and then vertically on the opposite side making a loop and settling on the bottoms of her feet. The soles of her feet and toes were rough from either a life of beach volleyball or the wear and tear of hours of hard riding in the stirrups so I applied a generous amount of the warm peppermint oil and worked the soles firmly prior to progressing to the toes. The oil flowed easily between the toes and my strong fingers were a tight fit. Working the base and then the individual toes as if you were rewrapping a banana , this firmness of grip followed by a quick jar and resulting pop at the end was met with a slight movement of her head vertically prior to applying another banana wrap of the checkering. It is customary during any session to only work the feet and toes once but I could tell that this was a rewarding experience for her so I repeated the full foot and toe treatment again with added pressure which she clearly enjoyed ,thinking this must have been somewhat painfull as her tendons were so tight she seemed to enjoy the pressure.  It must have been relaxing for me as there was a puddle of oil on the floor from missing my hands when re-oiling!

While moving to the opposite leg and replacing the sheet to its original location and completely out of character for the professional I am I lifted the linen slightly higher, and it was then that there was clear evidence the ass of this woman was perfect. In fact, it almost looked like it had something on it., maybe a tattoo? I quickly replaced the sheet to the original position and moved to the other leg. There was no reaction from her so maybe this went unnoticed.

I reconfigured the linen and began following the same process but unconsciously the oil volume increased this time. I worked the backs of her leg a little firmer and deeper as we were both adjusting to the level of penetration now, this time when I approached the hip area her butt seemed to raise slightly and push in my direction…or did I imagine that… oh shit I thought as the room seemed to elevate 10 degrees! Gorgeous women can make our gender twist what we believe is a sign into “oh yeah she clearly wants me” which in almost all cases ends in embarrassment and disappointment. This leg appears to be the dominant one of the two as it was more muscled so I worked the interior and outside thigh with determination and respect after the room cooled down a bit from that 10 degrees jump. These areas were very tight for some reason and as the muscles were kneaded, they allowed some blood back in and tension release was noticable.  I dropped a few more droplets of warm oil mid hamstring and watched it roll inside between her thighs. To this point she had not spoken a word but the trail of lengthy inhales was long which was followed by a single protracted exhale, I took as “yes can I have more of that please”. This time starting on the backside of the knee I moved up  both sides of her thigh in vertical movements following the twisting , knotted  muscles which I could physically feel pop as my pressure increased and drove deeper. She may have winced so I asked her if she wanted less pressure, the headshake was a clear no.

Moving slowly and methodically up both sides of her thighs gaining the maximum amount of relief per stroke I was beginning to near the area I would stop when she slid her well oiled legs open indicationg to not stop there. This allowed my movements to continue deep into the area where the leg muscles and tendons become one with the largest joint on the human body. This interchange is filled with every type of human vien , artery, muscle and tendon and in this case it was all covered with a tan and a single little white line no wider then a pencil marking. Another addition to the oil puddle on the floor!!

 There is no need for more oil as my hands are covered in it but she faintly whispers “oil”, I reach for the applicator and just as I am about to apply I notice a second oil spot but this time it is not oil but a wet spot on the linen where no oil should be. Clearly Kimberley is enjoying this experience and as a professional I am mandated to ensure the clients experience is memorable as my bright green lulelemons tighten.

My left hand has now reached the base of her buttocks and is firmly working the interior muscles and with each downward motion it pushs her body into the bed while my fingers are deep inside her interior muscle bank.  She pushes her pelvic towards the base of the bed slightly as the tip of my finger is on a tendon within a millimeter of her vagina. This group of muscles is rarely touched by human hands  and when done it can be painful, pain does seem to bother Kimberley and in fact it seems to be the catalyst for deeper breathing if that is even possible as the pace to her breathing quickens.  As I begin to exit this location to rework another area the soft voice whispers “more”.

As the client is always right I return to the area only to find the results from the previous visit has made the accumulation on the soft white lined under her grow substantially. Lulu’s further tighten!. Working the interchange I slowly withdraw keeping the same penetrating pressure on all 4 fingers but raising up the inside of the pelvic and the outside of the hip, the linen has slip off her back in one area and I can see her back muscle tighten as she tenses and raises her hips at the same pace as I raise my fingers are moving,  until we have both move her hips some 8 or 10”s off the bed. When we reach the top she almost purrs as she groans a deep exhale. The sheet has slid half off and caught between the white pencil lines to reveal the round firmness that is almost unexplainable further empathized by the  dampness that has formed between those tan. The candles seem to be flickering quicker as I move my left hand to her cheek and push her ass to the bed by tracing her white line down, when we hit bottom my hand is engulfed in a warmth that is infinitely warmer then my oil. Kimberley’s body is now rising  and falling with each breath as the exhale is quickly moving to a long moan that is no longer tension relieve but pleasure. She unsecures her left hand and reaches around to pull the other half of the sheet off her ass to reveal even more perfection as I can now see what I thought maybe have been a tattoo earlier. She has simply taken a marker and wrote the word “YES” on the cheek of her ass.

There is no room in the lulu’s and I think my head must be peering out.

With little or no directive from the brain my hand slowly follows the white line down again as she pushes her hips firmly in response, following the mixture of oil and perspiration  passing over her glistening anus with its tightness and to her vagina where when upon arrival she pushes her body so hard against my hand I am moved back half a step. Sliding my hand under her my fingers are pushing her pussy lips apart with ease as it is almost a waterfall. My fingers find her clit encircling it slowly at first  then increasing the speed and pressure until I abruptly stop and penetrate her with my thumb and start fucking her with it while my fingers are simulating teeth on her clit, pushing, pinching and petting .  She squells as my thumb works her walls and fingers tug on her clit. She explodes another load and covers my forearm as I lift her enough to slap her hard nipple several times.

Dropping her hips to the table she falls into a pool of femine sweetness, I move to the front of the bed and pour oil over her tits and neck as she rolls over. My hands trace her forehead and land firmly on her neck stroking it with a tightening pressure, she begins to raise and lower here hips as if fucking someone or something below her that drives her hips down and with a scream squirts a spray over her thighs.

Her nipples are vertical as I grab each between my thumb and fore finger as her arms  reach up and pull my underwear down and in same  motion she grabs my shaft. Raising to my toes she improves her grip and hammering my cock with lightning speed as I tug one nipple in a circle as hard as I can  then slap her other tit which motivates her to tighten her grip if that was even possible.

Without her letting go of my cock or me letting go of the nipple I move to the side of the bed as she anticipates my hand and opens her legs. She turns her head and releases her grip as I grab the back of her head and slip myself into her mouth while two fingers find her hole.

With one hand on the back of her head and her hips jerking up and down my cock and fingers are bouncing off her cheek bones and pubic mound with a force that kicks perspiration off with each  forward thrust. We are screaming together as she pushes my cock from her mouth grabs me firmly and jerks it hard three times as she shoots her hips to the ceiling squirts her passion over hand and thighs at the exact time she pulls once more and my cream comes shooting out covering her tits and neck. Our breaths are deep and long as our perspiration mixes with the hot cream as she releases my cock and rubs it into her tits and licks her finger.

As our breathing subsides and she continues to massage my cream in I move slightly and rub her thighs down with the sweet recipe and taste the sweetness of our energy.

After our breathing normalizes and muscles have relaxed she simply says, same time next week?

Yes!