INSIDE THEIR MINDS

A Little R&R

*contains sexual situations.
DEREK

11 O'clock, just one more appointment then time for lunch.

According to her "quick chart" it should be a quick back and neck focus, easy enough.

"Alexandra Gundersen." I say reading off the name from the clipboard, looks like you have not been here before, welcome." I say almost robotically, having to repeat the same phrase so many times now, it just comes out smoothly, without even thinking.

"Uh aren't you?" She asks with a questioning look.

I know who she is, I have always been very good with faces. I just hope she doesn't recognize mine. She is Kate's friend. I met her at the hospital, it would have been a little over three months ago now.

"I'm not sure if we have met." I lie not wanting to rehash the whole ordeal with Erica and Kate and... Phil.

"I could swear I know you from somewhere." She says now following me back to my assigned room.

"Guess I just have one of those faces." I say with a smile.

She seemed to wisk away the thought as she takes a seat in one corner, placing her bag beside her feet.

"Now, this says you would like me to focus on your back is that correct?" I ask trying my best to distract her.

"Uh yeah. Sounds good." She says a questioning look still engraved over her features.

"Just get undressed as much as you feel comfortable and lie face down between the sheets. Thank you." I say before closing the door and leaving her to disrobe.

I wanted to avoid all thoughts of Erica today. I want there to be no drama, something I knew I couldn't avoid if I revealed who I was.

"Knock. Knock. Are you ready?" I ask through the door.

"Yes." I hear her say.

She had pulled the sheet up to her shoulders but through the very thin barrier I could tell she had a fit, sexy, body, something she hid well under her many layers of clothes. I tried my best to not be distracted.

"Mind if I.." I gesture to her hair.

"Nope, go ahead." She says into the headrest.

I couldn't help but first reach for her chocolate brown locks. As soon as my fingers felt the silky smooth strands of her hair I was off to another world.

An incredibly strong urge nagged at me, it begging me to pull on it ever so slightly, a fetish if you will. I resist the temptation though and instead tuck it over her shoulder and begin massaging her neck, lathering cool lotion into my hands every few minutes.

Her skin was softer than any I had massaged before, her perfume adding to the mystery that was her. A tattoo of butterflies flying on her back tantalizing me even further. She is amazing, gorgeous, fit and honestly I craved her.

With her head down, cradled gently into the headrest I didn't feel the need to hide my somewhat unexpected erection. It was odd to have this happen, especially now. I have massaged hundreds of girls and this had only happened with one other client, one that needs no introduction.

Trying to push the now sexual thoughts away I focused my attention on new techniques I have learned recently so as to keep my mind preoccupied, but that didn't work for long.

Then as I somewhat roughly rubbed her back she let out the subtlist of moans, something I know wasn't on purpose. It was just an automatic response, but that didn't stop me from repeating the same movement over and over again.
Moan after moan.

I could barely take it, so I moved elsewhere, anywhere. First to her thighs, then her calves, then her feet.

But then again I found myself back in that same position on her lower back, craving the irresistable sounds she was producing.

I then moved up and down the spine rubbing gently and slowly.

I could feel her heartbeat, quick, rushing, unstoppable just as mine was, but I did my best to try to relax.

Neck, shoulders, arms, fingers, slow circles, long pulls...

Her long wavy brown hair dangling over the table screaming for my attention. Then in an instant, my fingertips were against her scalp massaging soft circles, reigniting something inside of her. Her heartbeat quicked once again, she moaned over and over, this time even louder then before. Any louder and anyone walking in the hallway would hear.

"Anywhere else?" I ask almost feeling short of breath when I saw that there were only about ten minutes left of the session.

"Could you do the front of my legs?" She asks raising herself up slightly from the table, just enough to expose her breasts to me.

"Uh yea," I said feeling almost nervous.

Before I could even turn around she was on her back, her breasts now entirely exposed and with a wink she pulled up the sheet now hiding them from my view.

I just wanted to take her. I wanted to ravish her. I wanted the sheet gone and for me to be inside of her.

I couldn't help but look into her closed eyes as I massaged her legs.

Then not even a minute later, her hand was on mine gliding my fingers up, now rubbing her under her sheet.