It starts well. You feel very relaxed.

In the massage room you quickly strip your clothes off and climb onto the massage table, laying face down and draping a towel over your rump. You feel an expectant flutter in your tummy at the thought of Jason's strong hands on you, working on your stiff muscles and you give a soft giggle at the thought of where that might lead. He's always been professional, but who knows what might happen when he had a ripe young body like yours in his hands.

"Hi Lisa, I just had to lock up," Jason says as he enters the room. You feel another excited flutter at his words, at the thought of being alone in the building with him, free from interruption.

"I really appreciate this," you say, smiling at him. "Staying late and all. That's such a sweet thing to do."

"We can't leave you all tightened up," he grins. "A good massage should get you back to normal right away."

He pours some oil on his hands and warms it, then works it into your back, kneading your shoulders and working down your spine. You love the feel of his strong hands on you, and you make a little purring noise as he works, feeling your tension start to melt away.

"That feel good?" he chuckles. "We'll start up here and work down. Finish with that thigh problem."

"I love it," you murmur happily. "I could do this all day. Your hands feel fantastic!"

"Thanks Lisa," he laughs. "Glad to hear another happy customer. I'm going to take the towel off you now, ok?"

"Mmmmhmmm..." you purr in agreement, excited at the idea that your ripe body will be fully exposed to him. Your pussy is tingling, growing warm and damp with arousal, and you give a happy moan as he kneads your rump, working the oil into your flesh.

His strong hands work down your legs, massaging your tense muscles and making you give little gasps of relief as you feel the soreness start to ebb away. He rubs the oil into you, all the way from your ass to your feet, his skilled fingers working every muscle.

When he starts to work his way back up you part your legs a little more, purring softly as you expose your labia to him. You feel the growing heat of your arousal and you wonder if he can see how horny you're getting, and whether he'll do anything about it.

If he doesn't, you wonder if you'll be bold enough to make the first move. You're naturally submissive, and you find it much more exciting for a man to approach you. You always feel clumsy and awkward if you try to be the sexual aggressor.

Jason works on your thighs, probing the tense spots, his strong hands massaging out the soreness. You part your legs a little more, feeling brazen as you show off your puffy labia. You're wet, but you wonder if he notices, and if he notices whether he'll do anything about it.

"You're pretty tense," he says, using both hands to massage your inner thigh, and working slowly upwards. You catch your breath, murmuring something as his hands approach your open pussy, wondering and hoping that he'll take your invitation.