Massage Student
by Marie LeClare
Helen had known for years that she loved women. She loved everything about women, and women of all sizes, shapes and colors. So it was only natural that Helen would pursue a career as a massage therapist catering specifically to women.
It was an exciting day when Helen graduated from the Royal School of Massage in London, and went about opening her own small studio in her apartment at Curzon and Berkely, in the Mayfair section of London. It wasn’t the sterile type of massage studio, instead Helen had furnished it with plants, colorful fabrics and sweet smelling candles.
Her first few clients were older women who were used to being pampered and Helen gave them a good massage, but Helen actually wanted more. She wanted woman to woman sex.
When she took the telephone call the voice at the other end sounded exciting, and it actually aroused Helen even before she met the woman. It was the way the woman asked in a throaty voice if Helen gave a full body massage and after Helen assured her that she did the woman made an appointment for 3 that very afternoon.
Helen couldn’t wait and went about tidying up, and straightening the towels and sheets and made sure there were no creases on the sheet covering her massage table. Filling the oil bottle and checking on the level of the baby powder.
When she saw that the clock was approaching 3 she wondered if the woman would be as attractive and sexy as her voice sounded, and also if she would be open to having some sex fun.
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