Head to the mall to do some shopping

Once again, John was busy with work stuff in preparation for a big day at work on Monday. Samantha decided to drive to the nearby mall to do some shopping. She looked around for about 20 mins and didn't really find something she'd want to buy.

Samantha paused in front of a massage place, a classic mall style one. It must have been new as she'd never seen it here before. She looked at the sign out front.

Opening Special => First Massage Free!

She'd been having a stressful time recently and had a sore middle back, maybe since she had been doing quite a bit of exercise after school over the past few days. This must have been a sign, that is, to get a massage. She entered the shop front. It had a peaceful ambience conjured by the smell of incense and the soft music. A man of Asian descent greeted her at the counter.

"Hello ma'am. Is it your first time here?" He asked.

"Hi! Yes, I saw the sign outside." Samantha gestured to the door.

"Of course, yes. First massage is free. Do you want make appointment? Or we have plenty of time available right now. Still opening and all." He said while flashing a big smile.

"Right now would be great thanks." Samantha replied politely.

"Perfect. Please, come this way." The man said as he led Samantha down the hallway. He paused in front of a door. "Please..." He gestured. Samantha entered the room, followed by the man. There was a single massage table in the middle of the sunlit room.

"Is there a particular area that is painful?" He asked.

"Um my back has been sore lately." Samantha confessed.

"Okay, yes no problem. Please, remove your clothes and lay down on your front." He politely said then quickly left the room.

Samantha felt somewhat embarrassed to take off her clothes. She wasn't sure whether she was meant to take it all off or stay in her underwear. The man had said to take off her clothes, so she decided to remove it all and lay on her stomach.

She waited nervously on the table, completely naked. Eventually she heard the door open as the man re-entered.

"Very good. I will help remove the pain in your back." He said. The man squirted oil into his hand and began to rub Samantha's back. He first made sure to cover her entire back with oil before he began to massage her shoulders; pressing his fingers into her muscles and tracing down the fibres. Samantha breathed softly from the feeling of relief.

He spent time on her middle back, then lower back. His fingers and palms eventually pressing into Samantha's upper buttocks. It made her feel nervous, yet maybe even a little hot, that a complete stranger was touching her naked body. But of course he was a trained professional.

The man then moved back up. Though this time he reached over Samantha's shoulder and massaged her upper pectoral muscle, right above her breast. It made Emily flinch.

"Ummm uh..." She began to object.

"It is okay. Your back is sore because your pectoral muscles are tight and pulling your shoulders forward." He explained.

"Um o-okay." Samantha eventually said. The man continued to rub her upper chest. The pressure actually did feel good, so Samantha relaxed as the man did his work. He eventually pressed further down her pectoral, tracing down the entire muscle.

Samantha accidentally let a moan slip from her lips. She legitimately felt good from the relief, despite the man rubbing her breasts.

"It is good, hmm? Muscle is tight, so needs massage. Otherwise your back will continue hurting." He explained.

She nodded. The man continued on her other side, his hands expertly massaging into the muscles of Samantha's breasts. She couldn't help but let out another soft moan from the sensation. It felt far too good. Too good for just a massage.

Samantha realised that the pleasure wasn't just from the relief from the massage, but for some reason the idea of a complete stranger massaging her breasts was turning her on. She wondered whether or not the man knew it or not, from the way he massaged her, his fingers glossing over her hard nipples. Samantha sat up just enough to make them accessible. After all, she wanted to make sure the man could work to his fullest ability.

His fingers did rub over her nipples constantly, and just as she felt he might have begun focussing on that area, he stopped. His hands returned to Samantha's back. He gave her shoulders one last rub, then stopped completely.

"Okay ma'am, thank you. Finished now." He said quietly as he exited the room.

"O-okay." Samantha said, disappointed. She sluggishly pulled her clothes on and left the room. The man was back at the reception desk.

"Thank you ma'am. Please come again." He offered a polite bow.

Samantha left the shop, walking towards the parking somewhat flustered. Her thoughts would drift back to the event quite a lot throughout the day, turning her on.