Evolving life- The massage

My day starts as always, waking up alone in my bedroom it's just after 8. The sun shining in through the grey velvet curtains, not much has been happening recently things have been very mundane. Today no doubt will be like any other. I'm off work today so I plan on spending it catching up on some self care. I kept out of bed trying to start the day on a high, I'm wearing my usual shorts and ex boyfriends T-shirt, there's no point wearing anything even remotely sexy. I draw the curtains and let the hot summer sun beat down on my face. I open the window and listen to the city waking up. I lean out of my window to smell the fresh air. "Morning Erika!". It's my neighbour hanging out of her window smoking her e-cigarette, she tried to hide it from her husband but I'm pretty sure he knows, she's in her mid 60's, greying hair, crows feet around her eyes, she is lovely lady but I don't see her much except for our early encounters. "Good morning Maureen! Have a lovely day". With that she disappeared inside. Stood looking out over the city always gives me a sense of belonging, I love being in the city, meeting new people. I start my day like all the others, a bowl of cereal with ice cold milk whilst staring out into the world, spending too much time deciding what I'm going to be wearing, after about 20 minutes of switching between options I have settled on a pair of denim shorts, a coral vest and matching cream lace underwear set, it's hot today and I love showing off my figure. I turn on the shower, step in and let the cool water cascade over my toned body, I grab lemon shower gel, my favourite scent and squeeze it over my naked pert breasts, take my hands and swirl them around into a rich lather, my mind imagining I was with a hot man right now, it's been too long, there is a guy called Luke who I have had my eye on for sometime, how I wish he was in the shower with me right now, my mind fantasising about him running his hands all over my naked body, over my breasts, tweaking my nipples so they stand firm, moving his hands over my stomach and down, I bet he knows how to use his fingers I think to myself, he is a guitar player. I'm getting carried away with myself. So I  flash on the cold to stop myself going any further, maybe later. I jump out of the shower and head to get ready to go out.
Wandering around in the city is so uplifting, appreciating the tower blocks, the street level shops and slight patches of greenery.  Smelling the local bakery, the florist as I head to my local beauty parlour. I'm going to get a massage and my nails done today, it's been too long. Natalie, the girl who does my massages is incredible, her hands work all kinds of magic. I always feel new  and relaxed also a little aroused after a massage. "Good morning Ladies". "Good morning Erika, I'm afraid Natalie isn't in today so we have had to bring in an agency masseuse to cover her work, I hope you don't mind, he comes highly recommended". It's a good thing I showered this morning I thought to myself, "sure no problem" I smiled cheerfully. As I entered the room it's dimly lit,  I can smell jasmine, with its smooth distinct aroma I could recognise it anywhere, there are some small candles lit in the corner and the crisp white sheets line the massage table. I take a seat in the plush arm chair and take in the array of lotions and oils lined up on the cabinet next to me. Just then the door opens and in walks the most handsome man, he's tall around 6'2, muscular in frame, he has piercing green eyes and dusty blonde hair. He's gorgeous! "Hi I'm Ryan" his voice is deep and husky, this man is going to have his hands on me. "Take off your clothes and lie yourself on the table under the towel", he turns around as remove my clothes and fold them in a neat pile on the chair. I try my best to look sexy as I position myself on the table. I'm lay face down looking through the hole in the table, waiting in anticipation for his first move. "I'm going to start now Erika", hearing him say my name sent a small shudder down my body and made my skin stand on end. He starts by pulling the fluffy white towel down my body and places it across my bum, I can feel him frizzing the warm oil all over my back, it's running down my spine and off my side. He places his hands in the middle of my back and starts by sliding them up and over my shoulders and down my arms, he continues sliding his hands over my back, and up my sides, his hands just lightly brushing the sides of my breasts, the touch sends a jolt of excitement through me, it's been a while since I've had a man touch me like this, his hands start caressing my legs, sliding up and down with the oil warming my skin. His hands caressing my upper thighs, I should be relaxing but I'm on edge, as his hands slide higher I want him to touch me, slide his fingers inside me. I want him to get on this table with me, I'm getting wet thinking about it, I let out a long moan. "Are you enjoying it?". Maybe I have too much away. "Yes thanks" I reply a little flustered, I think he can sense my desire for him, maybe my body is responding a little too much, is he thinking the same thing? I have all of these questions whirring around in my head. I can feel that he has changed his massage style and I can hear his breathing is a little deeper. Maybe he does want me?.
The massage draws to a close, he never made a move... maybe I was reading the situation all wrong, I thanked him and left feeling the good kind of frustrated albeit a little disappointed that I didn't get my happy ending. I went to meet my friend Georgia for lunch, we have been friends for a few years after bonding over our love for local music, around 5'5 with deep chocolate brown hair, hazel eyes and a gorgeous figure, it's safe to say she doesn't struggle when it comes to men. We're chatting away and I'm telling her all about my new male masseuse when my phone rings, it's not a number I recognise so I answer it with a cautious "hello". "Hey Erika it's Ryan from this morning, I hope you don't mind but I got your number from the front desk, I hope I'm not being too forward but I feel like your massage this morning didn't end quite as well as I would have hoped, do you fancy meeting so I can finish what I started?" His velvety smooth voice making me shudder with excitement, a familiar twinge of wetness below, he did feel the same. "Most definitely" I reply trying to hide my excitement, "great, see you soon". After hanging up the phone I finish my lunch and head home to get ready. Back at my apartment I quickly shower and preen then head to change, I select my sexy black lace bra and thong set and a slinky black dress. My make up tonight is simple but with a red lipstick and hair up pulled off my face. As I'm just about finished getting ready there is a knock at the door, with my stomach doing somersaults from the mixture of nerves and excitement I open it.
Oh my... He looks gorgeous, he's wearing black jeans, a crisp white shirt with the top two buttons undone, his hair is styled flawlessly and he smells divine and he's clutching a bottle of wine and a tube of massage oil. It's taking all of my self control not to grab him and pull him in. "Come in" I smile as sweetly as I can without sounding too desperate. He steps towards me leans in and snakes one of his hands around my waist and pulls me into him, "you look incredible" he whispers in my ear bringing that familiar wetness between my legs, he kisses me on the cheek and carries on into my kitchen, he takes two glasses from the shelf and pours us each a glass of the wine he had brought, rosé is my favourite. It was a little tense at first but full of lust, nerves and anticipation, but as the wine started flowing the nerves faded. We're sat on the sofa and I can feel him slowly moving closer as I'm talking, I can feel the heat radiating from his body, he's so close now that I can feel him breathing, his being so close to me like this, feel him and smell his aftershave is making me want him even more, up close like this I can see how amazing his eyes are, sparkling when they hit the light. I turn to face him, the tension between us is electric and almost too much to bare. Without a word spoken between us he slides his hand up my arm and onto the back of my neck he leans towards me and kisses me, our mouths hungry for each other, our tongues exploring every inch our hands grasping at each other, my fingers making light work on the buttons on his shirt, my hands sliding inside his shirt to feel his smooth toned body, my finger tips lightly tracing the outline of his muscles, his fingers finding the zipper to my dress, he pulls it down in one swift motion, he pulls the straps over my shoulders and pulls it down to my waist so he can see my lace bra, he leans is and whispers "you are so hot, I wanted to take you right there on my massage table earlier", he leans me back and pulls my dress off, his jeans unbuttoned and his shirt open, the urge I have for him right now heightening at the sight in front of me, getting wetter at the thought of what's going to happen. He starts kissing hungrily down my body, the crotch of his jeans rubbing against me, giving me jolts of pleasure. His teeth finding my nipples, light bites and sucking, his tongue swirling and rippling making me squirm with pleasure. His hand moving up my leg and finding my clit, teasing gently, before suddenly thrusting two fingers inside me, I'm so hot for him right now, he sure knows what to do with his hands, he's pushing me to the brink of orgasm, the intensity is too much as I explode around his fingers moaning loudly, my body convulsing and my hands grasping as him desperately. As I am coming down from my orgasm his face comes into vision, he has the sexiest smile, I noticed he has removed his jeans and boxers, I have no idea when he managed that! Wow I'm impressed, Maybe that's why he's smiling so much, he can definitely read the expression on my face. "That was hot, let's see if I can make you do that again", the thought of him inside me is giving me the familiar feeling between my legs, my muscles twitching at the thought, I slide casually off the sofa so I'm on my knees in front of him, I look him straight in the eyes as I slide my mouth over the head of him, his eyes roll back a bit and I can feel the firm muscles flexing inside my mouth. As I suck harder and faster my hand is working his balls, I can feel he's close. He pushes my mouth off him to stop himself coming in my mouth. He pushes me back against the couch and lifts my legs straight in the air and holds onto my ankles, I'm fully exposed and at his mercy, I can feel the head hovering at my entrance... I'm excited. With one swift movement he pushes slowly into me, he's so big! He slides all the way in, filling and stretching me, I gasp in shock. He pulls back slowly, I can feel every inch. Then suddenly he slams back into me hard. He continues his thrusting motion, slow and fast, I try to match his pace. He rests my left leg on his shoulder and reaches his hand round. His fingers find my clit, he starts rubbing in circular motions. The intensity from the days build up from this mornings shower to the massage and now this, the thrusts from him and the clit stroking is too much to handle, my back arches, he grips my legs tight, I let out a long loud moan and my body starts to tremble,  I tumble into the most explosive orgasm, he continues his assault on my vagina until my orgasm has finished. It feels like it lasts for hours. I look up to see him grinning at the sight in front of him. He's obviously very pleased with the outcome. He pulls out and moves round to my side, I take him in my mouth determined to satisfy him the way he has done me. I push my mouth right down to the base, I can feel him down my throat, he throbbing and pulsing, just as I pull my mouth off he explodes his load all over my chest, his body convulsing as he does. I'm happy with my work. He flops down next to me, and leans in to kiss me, before he does he looks me in the eyes "maybe next time we will get to that massage".