by Marie LeClare
Soon after graduating school with first class marks, I got a job as a junior executive in a multinational firm. After two years being with the firm at the city where my Aunt lived, I was transferred to another large city. I got my own apartment and bought myself a car.
Not having any friends in the new city, I joined a health club, not so much because I was a health freak but it helped me to pass my time.
To help me recover some money I had to pay for use of the club, the management permitted the members to pay in kind, by working for a certain amount of time in either the front office, massage parlor or in administration.
I opted for massage parlor. I had to work from about 7o’clock in the evening on Fridays to 10pm and then again from 9am in the morning to 1pm in the afternoon on Saturdays. I had to work in the women section of the parlor. Pay was woefully short but the tips were good, as only the rich could afford to join.
I had been working for about a month when one Friday evening, a plump old woman of about forty came into the parlor. On seeing her, I recognized her as she was a regular face in the society magazine. Her husband was purported to be among the richest industrialists in the country. She had been sent to my station by the front office.
After a quick and brief introduction, I handed her a gown and a warm towel besides asking to lock her valuables in a locker. Then she came to the table and lay down. I am very tired out, now you young lady make me feel and look as fresh as you or at least as fresh as a daisy, She said.
I got busy massaging her. I noticed that she had large and slightly drooping breasts. Her ass cheeks were also loose and her pussy had a few days growth on it.
While I was massaging her I could see that she was getting sexually aroused. Once or twice, with the pretense of scratching her pussy, she rubbed her clit. She continued to have a flow of conversation throughout the time I was massaging her.
When I was doing her breasts and her fuzz box, her voice was trembling. I knew she getting all worked up but I was trying to be as professional as possible, though I would have just loved to suck off all her juices and have my juices licked.
Couple of times I did feel her hand had mistakenly brushed my ass cheeks and breast. My own tits were fighting to break out. I had, by then massaged about twenty women, some much younger and better looking, before this, but this feeling did not come. I did not know why this feeling was now coming.
After about 45 minutes of massage I finished. While she went to have a shower, I went to the toilet to cool of my own hot pussy.
When she finished, I was there to receive her to bid her the routine “come again, I hope you found everything satisfactory, Ma’am”.
“It was the best massage I have had so far my girl, I must inform your boss about it.” With that she took out a wad of notes and gave it to me.
“Listen my girl, why don’t you and I have lunch together tomorrow, if you are not busy?” she asked. She didn’t wait for a reply and continued “I’ll see you at 2pm”. With that she told me the hotel she was living in and the room number.
When I got up next morning, I was wondering whether to go or not, but the tip she had given me tilted the scale to go. I did a very close shave of my pussy, in the event she decided to play with me.
Anyway, I was hoping she would do just that. I was horny as hell, not having had sex with anyone for over a month. I dressed carefully so as to not look too loud, yet at the same time not look like a run-of-the-mill.
After a considerable debate, I decided to forgo wearing panties (which, I do not wear normally anyhow). The hotel was about a half hour drive away.
At about five past 2, I reached her room and gently knocked. The door opened so fast giving me the impression that she was waiting at the door. “I am so glad you came. I thought you wouldn’t she said” welcoming me.
With that she hugged me for what I thought would be the customary kiss-in-the air, but she surprised me by kissing me on my lips. So there was perhaps some action to look forward to, but I had to be careful, in the event, I was reading too much into what might be, her natural way of greeting.
She then ordered from room service, a beer for me and Screw Driver for herself. While the drinks were being brought we made small talk and more introductory about each other. She was married at an early age to this very rich family and had two children who were both abroad studying.
Her husband was too busy becoming a millionaire the third time over, so she was pretty much on her own most of the time. She talked of her social life with a lot of name-dropping, of course.
Her one constant underlying message remained how she was so very lonely and frustrated. She did talk a lot of some of her very good women friends with whom I’fe had become such a good time and with whom she could safely confide anything and who helped her to get over some of her frustrations. These friends were also very lonely, and so on and so forth.
We were now into my second can of beer and she had switched from a Screw Driver to a Bloody Mary and was into her third Bloody Mary when she ordered the lunch.
During the conversation she was constantly feeling my cheeks, pushing up my hair from my forehead and every now and then hugging me.
I continued to play cool but did not resist any of her overtures. I continued to play my game and she hers. The lunch was consumed and table cleaned by the hotel staff, who got a massive tip.
After lunch, we again settled down for a chat. This time she sat much closer than what she did before lunch. She got bolder now. Every now and then, she, while hugging me pulled me closer to her, lightly kissed me on my cheeks or forehead, let her hand brush my breast and rest on my thighs.
I realized that she was now sexually wanting me. My own body was playing havoc into me. My tits were mutinying to be handled. The volcano between my legs had started to spew lava. I was feeling wet between my legs. My self-control was weakening.
It finally collapsed when the next time she hugged me and kissed me, I reacted and gave her a kiss in return. My tongue parted her lips and found her tongue. She sucked my tongue and then she thrust her tongue into my mouth.
I sucked it. By now our hands were exploring each others body. She was pressing my boobs and cooing on how nice they felt. She had large and soft breasts. I opened my blouse and undid my bra.
What a relief it was. My tits were so taut and standing so far ahead that I was almost embarrassed seeing them. She started to knead them.
I took one in both my hands and thrusting it forward towards her mouth said, “Suck them”.
She readily accepted it and started to lick my tit before engulfing it into her mouth. It gave me so much relief and
She then pulled off my blouse and the bra. With both my milk containers free of any obstacles to pleasure, she started to knead the breast which was not in her mouth and with her other hand started to pull up my skirt to feel my mound of Venus. I helped her along by spreading my legs. I had also opened her blouse and undid her bra.
Her big floppy tit-holders popped out. They were large, soft and cuddly. I started to play with them while she paid reverence to my titties. The moment she left my pointers I took her tits into my mouth.
She stood up and pushed me onto the backrest of the sofa while she thrust her boobies into my mouth. I got both of her tits into my mouth together.
“Bite them, my little bitch,” she kept saying while pulling my head into her. I put my hand up her skirt while I sucked.
I was surprised to find that she did not have on panties like women wear but silky jockey shorts. I put my hand through the leg hole and reached her island of pleasure. I realized on feeling her that unlike the previous day when she had a little fuzz between her legs, she was smooth as a baby’s bum, and I started to rub it.
She unhooked her skirt and took it off. She was now only in her flowered little jockeys, which were obviously men’s, as it had flaps.
I pulled them down. She pulled herself away from me, spread her legs and then with her fingers spread her pussy exposing her cilt. “Doll do you want to eat my furry furnace and lick my thorn.” She said.
Before I could answer, she surprised me by sitting down on her haunches and lifting my barefoot. She started to kiss my foot and alternatively lick my toes. I pulled my skirt off over my head. We were now both naked. The air reeked of sex.
I couldn’t reach up to her from the position I was in, so I started to rub my mound. She licked the sole of my feet and then rubbed her bulging mount of venus with the sole of my foot. She then put my big toe into her pussy and pumped it in and out.
Droplets started to trickle down. She took it out of her hole and sucked the toe. While she was doing so she reached out to my cunt and put her finger in my fluid fill hole.
“My Baby, I want to gobble your cunt” I said.
“First toe fuck me, you naughty mother fucker” she said.
She kept putting my toes into her slit and licking them while at the same time fingering me and licking her fingers. I was afraid I would climax before I even got a chance to suck her.
I pulled my legs towards me, got up and pulled her up. We now stood entangled into each other. I carefully aligned my breast with hers (she was about four inches shorter than me) and pressed her body into mine. It was pure ecstasy.
I now had my hands on her ass cheeks. She did the same only with a difference. She started to feel down my ass cheek slit and put her finger into my ass-hole. I then pulled her towards the bed.
“I want to go solo”, I told her and lay down on the bed and asked her to place her fun hatch over my mouth. She stood over my face and spread her cunt as wide as possible and slowly lowered herself onto my mouth.
I had my first view of the well of pleasure. Her cupids cupboard was over my mouth. It was overflowing with juices, tasting like honey. I dug my tongue deep and started licking her.
I could see her looking down on me and adjusting her position, so not only to get a better view, but for me to be able to get to her most erotic place. I then took her cilt into my mouth and started to suck it.
I could see her playing with her tits, so I moved my hand up and started to knead her boobs and milk her tits. She looked over her shoulders and seeing my legs wide apart started to finger my glory hole. She suddenly got off me.
“Baby, I almost climaxed. I want to climax with you.”
Saying this she turned around and lay down on me. She again started by sucking my toes. I parted her ass lips and put my finger into her hole and started to push it in and out.
She made it easier for me my lifting her bottom and spreading her ass cheeks exposing her dark asshole. I half lifted myself and licked her exposed hole and wet it well with my spit.
She finally left my toes and came to my honey producer. We changed positions, with me now on top of her. I climbed over her and spread her legs and raised them. Placing her legs under my arms I took my a big mouthful.
I started to lick, suck and kiss her pussy while fingering her ass hole. She in the meanwhile was busy licking up all the juices. A lot of Ohs, ahas, yess, yess, that’s it was the only noise that punctuated the sucking sounds.
We had reached frenzy. Somewhere along, our position changed. She was now on top of me when we simultaneously exploded. We were still sucking, and talking of multiple orgasm we must have created a new world record.
After a while, absolutely drained out we went to sleep in each others arms.
I got up when I felt my toes being sucked. It had got dark and I had to get back to rest for the next day, was another grind in the office.
It took me awhile dressing, as it is not such an easy job dressing up sitting down because Madam was busy getting herself toe fucked.
Just as I was leaving she gave me an envelope. I gave her my telephone number and asked her to contact me whenever she was in town. With a longish farewell kiss and feeling each other, I left.
At home I opened the envelope to see the contents and found money that was almost my months salary. I phoned her up to say thank you but she had already checked out. We have met after that many times and more importantly, through her met many more. It started me off on my new profession of providing companionship service.