It was a hot muggy Tuesday in July, when Kate last laid eyes on her husband. She was backing out of their driveway, thinking, “He looks relieved… Jackass.” That was 10 years ago. Kate had ditched her dull, go-no-where job as a low level insurance claims adjuster, as well as, her shiny but getting-around-everywhere husband and became an honest-to-goodness massage therapist.
Back at her tiny, newly leased apartment, she practically lunged to crank up the speed on the oscillating fan. From a box of her meager belongings, a newly single Kate pulled out a sweet pink mini-skirt and slipped it on. The fan breeze caressed her bare legs. Lifting her skirt, she allowed the air to penetrate her moist lips. She tingled and sighed. The ex hadn’t made her tingle like that in nearly three years.
She slipped her toes into the only pair of high heels she owned. It was the first time since the beginning of her marriage she’d worn a mini with heels. Her pussy was tingling, her nipples were stiffening and her apartment was in her name. Kate was emancipated.
Skip forward more than a decade and…
A free, 40-something Kate was now getting naked with as many as half a dozen guys a day. She was giving them massages of course but, she was also handing out happy endings. And with some… a whole lot more. Although she didn’t think of it in that way, Kate had become a sex worker.
Working in busy spas had quickly become tedious and much less lucrative than anticipated. When Kate struck out on her own she found that her massage ads mostly attracted men who asked about sex… directly or indirectly. So, she rolled with it.
Today, Kate found herself running her hands over the very taught body of a 27 year-old mortgage consultant who had been coming to see her every three weeks for the last six months. Ron was single, drove a new Ford Mustang , enjoyed the movie “The Notebook” and spent his spare time competing in mixed martial arts tournaments.
“I’ve been looking forward to seeing you” Ron said with extra bass in his voice . “Whatcha been up to?” Kate asked oiling up her hands and scanning the angle of his muscled V-shaped back. Ron surrendered to her touch and lamented, “Very long business trip through Virginia. I had no idea that state was so big or so hot.” Kate laughed in knowing as she pressed her hands into his muscled flesh.
Kate could feel how he drank up her silky touch. She spent extra time caressing his balls and teasing him with feather light touch along the insides of his legs and buttocks. Ron didn’t move a muscle but, Kate could feel the shift in him as the session progressed.
“OK, Ron. I’ll get you to turn over on to your back so the real fun can begin” Kate teased. Ron did as he was told. As he made himself comfortable Kate admired his nearly fully erect cock.
Kate removed her lacy pink and black bra and turned toward Ron. He’d seen her nude body many times before, but his reaction was almost always the same. “Wow” he said, “I missed you.” She giggled and began running her smooth hands over his hard member.
A certain comfort level made it natural for Ron to slowly raise his hand to Kate’s breasts and fondle them. He dragged his hand down across her belly, reached around to grab Kate’s firm bottom and give it a smack. She could feel the blood rush to her groin. Kate didn’t always get fully naked with her clients but with Ron, she couldn’t help herself. She leaned over and peeled off her bikini panties.
Kate continued to stroke Ron’s thick hard cock as he began kissing her hip. Kate felt a shiver rise up the side of her body. She leaned forward and offered him her nipple. He gladly suckled. Her pussy began to swell. She stroked him harder.
Kate withdrew her breast and Ron kissed his way downward. He began running his tongue up and down the edge of her thigh, right along the bikini line. Kate caught her breath and kept stroking. She was completely turned on by this hot young guy but, he’d never been this insistent before. She wasn’t sure she should let it continue.
Kate covered her pussy with her hand. Ron licked the side of her hand, the top of it and nuzzled it with his nose like a happy puppy. The determination and desperation of his pursuit finally got to Kate. She spread her fingers and allowed his tongue to slide between and lick her mound. Lightning shot through her!
She grabbed the back of his head. He grabbed her ass and pushed his face firmly into her softness. Kate succumbed to his warm wet tongue flicking between her lips and at her clit. It was glorious.
She pushed down the rising climax for as long as she could then allowed it to over her take her. Ron pulled away looking very self-satisfied.
Kate was still reeling as she glanced at the clock realizing they had gone way over time. Immediately, she began to finish him off with a devastating combination of her hands and mouth. He came hard, letting out an almost painfully loud groan as he did so.
They dressed in silence. Then gently Kate stated, “My next one will be here in a few minutes.” “Sure” Ron replied buckling his belt. He left a whopping tip and headed for the door. A brief hug and kiss on the cheek and he was on his way. “See ya soon” Ron said departing. “Have a good day” was Kate’s reply.
This piece of erotic flash fiction by Dyann Bridges C.M.T.: I’ve been performing bodywork for the last 17 years. This experience has lead me to form the site TheBodyHouse.biz which promotes my sensual bodywork, as well as, an accompanying sex blog for men. I like to think of it as an internet “man cave” from a female perspective. She can also be found at NiteFlirt.