Harvey’s massage/new developments. [Cypher’s Tales]

Friday came and I was still so undecided about everything. Nevertheless, I found myself planning and preparing to go for Harvey's appointment. I was trembling with nerves waiting in the room for him to arrive despite it not being his birthday yet. With everything going through my head, I knew that tonight would test how I felt about this whole thing.

A knock on the door made me jump but I told him to come in.

Harvey walked in looking extremely happy to see me. “All week I’ve been waiting,” he said in a cheery mood with an extra big smile on his face. I smiled and chuckled politely but secretly I was feeling sick.

When Harvey disrobed, I inhaled sharply as I took notice of his package for the first time. He still wore his briefs, but I was now aware and contemplating what was underneath. He sure seemed… well endowed.

I guided Harvey to lay on the table and listened to his soft satisfied sounds as I started to work on his back. Everything was somehow different now.

“I am very pleased to hear that Richard enjoyed your work as much as I do, I knew you would do well here,” he said sounding relaxed between satisfied noises.

Harvey was rather generous with the compliments tonight. Not in the way that made me think that he was somehow privy to what Richard had asked me, but I was much more observant of the kinds of things he said to me. It was clear that Harvey had a particular fondness towards me, and I found myself—and I can’t believe I’m saying this—encouraging it.

“You seem so tense tonight, long day on the course today?” I asked, feeling incredibly weird for saying it to him.

“Long day every day unfortunately, it never stops, even after you retire,” he said stoically, as if playing golf all day was a hard day's work. Not that my job was very hard at all.

To my surprise, Harvey wasn’t easily goaded into exposing his fondness. Even trying, he never really reacted the way I’d imagined he might to my playful teasing. After a while I wasn’t even sure that Richard's assumption was correct. Richard seemed certain that Harvey's fondness was more… meaningful, but I didn’t see it right now.

Stupidly, I wanted to know. I wanted to know if what Richard had asked of me was even something that Harvey would want or if I could even achieve it.

“You know walking around on the green as much as you do can give you some serious tension in your hamstrings, quadriceps and calf muscles,” I said as I—unprompted—moved to his legs.

“Ohh, now that you mention it, my legs are rather tight,” he said agreeingly.

I smiled as I worked on his hamstrings to soft coos and heavy breaths. Harvey seemed to enjoy that I had made the swap, and he talked me through areas of his ‘apparent’ tightness.

After quite some time and close to the time when he was finished last time, I brazenly told him to flip over so I could work on his quadriceps. He did so with very little encouragement.

Laying on his back now, it was much more awkward than I had expected. Harvey now watched me while I massaged him. After only a few minutes, I had my answer—as far as I was concerned. Rubbing and massaging the front of his thighs was having a clear effect on him. He was much less talkative and seemed to be extra focused. I wondered whether he was trying to keep the slight erection he was now sporting from growing any larger. His bulge was beyond impressive as I pretended not to notice and massaged his thighs moving ever closer.

I was becoming a little too distracted by my thoughts and I could—very confusingly—feel my own arousal building. What was I doing right now!?

“Wow, we have lost track of time a little, I hope I am not keeping you,” I said hoping to prompt the end of this massage, as I looked at the clock and saw that it was 11pm.

“Ohh shit…” Harvey said frustratedly before he hurriedly got up from the table.

I noticed he was clearly aware of his now, somewhat noticeable erection and trying to hide it.

“I’m sorry for keeping you,” I said worried that my games had caused him grief.

“No, don’t you worry at all,” he said, pulling on his robe. “If I could, I’d stay for another 2 hours,” he chuckled, which somehow made me feel quite good about myself.

“Well, I look forward to next week,” I said, still pushing it quite too far.

Harvey looked at me seriously for a moment. And then back down at himself.

“Uhh sorry for that, your work is a little too good sometimes,” he chuckled awkwardly but his voice was low.

I laughed, “Don't worry about that, being relaxed is the goal, isn’t it? It's natural, I’ll take it as a compliment,” I said feigning innocence.

Harvey again looked quite seriously at me, and I think I might be pushing his buttons a little too hard as he looks like he is contemplating saying ‘screw it’ and staying those two hours, angry wife be damned.

I know, as much as I have been pushing it, I definitely wasn't ready for that.

“Well next week then,” I said and then put on a concerned face. “Ohh it’s your birthday next week. Will you be canceling your appointment?” I asked, still teasing him for whatever reason, only God knows.

Harvey cleared his throat and said “No, I’ll probably keep the appointment. I’ve got a big day on the course… Richard wants to make a big thing of it,” he said nervously.

I quite enjoyed the effect I was having on him.

“Well, I’ll make sure it’s a good one since it’s your birthday,” I said with a purposefully playful smile.

Harvey smiled widely, “I don’t think you are capable of doing a bad job,” he said before taking his leave.

Well, it depends on the type of _job _I can bring myself to do. But after tonight, I feel a little ashamed of myself. And I can confidently say that tonight was the first time in my life I masturbated thinking of a man.