A midas touch?

In her massage studio, Jessica Wolfe was busy setting up the room for Spencer’s arrival. She’d lit some scented candles that she particularly enjoyed and filled up the vessel in the massage oil warmer. Then she wiped down the massage table with an antibacterial **** spray and placed a small hand towel on top of it. She picked out a smooth and sensual playlist on her Spotify account and began playing softly on the speakers in the room. The last final touch was to secret away a stash of condoms in a hidden compartment on the vanity she kept all her supplies in. She’d had to go out and buy larger ones than normal after discovering the size of Spencer’s package in their previous session.

Right on schedule there came a knock and Jessica opened her front door to Spencer. He looked just as handsome as he always did. Dressed for therapy in a sporty-looking outfit, he wore a warm tracksuit jumper against the cold and some baggy gym shorts with trainers.

“Welcome, Spencer. Come on in,” Jessica offered him.

She was wearing a white linen bathrobe that stopped mid-thigh. Underneath she had nothing on besides a matched set of bright orange lace bra and panties. It was her surprise to reveal it to Spencer later. The bright pastel colour against her ebony skin Jessica hoped would be irresistible.

“Care for a tea or coffee before we get started?” Jessica asked him as they entered the small greeting area at the front of her house.

“No, I’m fine thank you,” he replied.

“Straight down to business it is then,” Jessica smiled mischievously.

Spencer knew the way to Jessica’s treatment room by now so he led the way with the teacher drinking in his broad shoulders and taunt waist from behind. Inside it was dimly lit and immediately relaxing to Spencer. Jessica went to the oil warmer and checked the temperature again. It was just right.

“You know the drill. Step out of your clothes and get comfortable,” she told him.

Spencer waited briefly for Jessica to leave the room so that he could get undressed but when she remained watching him, he turned around for modesty and started pulling his jumper and shirt off over his head. Spencer’s breath caught in his throat when he felt Jessica come up behind him with his shirt off and take a hold of his shorts seams by the hips.

“Want me to help you with these?” she asked.

“Aaahhhh I’m good,” Spencer managed to croak until Jessica stepped back a foot.

Kicking his shoes and sock off under the table, Spencer pulled down his shorts leaving just his boxers remaining.

“These too,” Jessica laughed, snapping the elastic waistband of his draws against his bum.

Breathing deeply, Spencer dropped his last remaining piece of clothing and quickly climbed up onto the massage table face down and covered his exposed rear with the barely big enough towel provided.

Spencer’s heart was racing and his mouth had gone dry from being naked and alone with Jessica. He kept wanting to object and keep his underwear on but had been powerless in the presence of the school’s gymnastics teacher. He would speak up if her hands went too far from there onwards.

For the next thirty minutes, Jessica was nothing but professional. She asked Spencer a series of questions about how his shoulder was feeling now. Moving it through a range of motions to check mobility and pain levels. Jessica was happy with the progress Spencer had made in his recovery and told him that his shoulder was likely to not require any further attention after this.

This relieved Spencer and Jessica began an extremely relaxing full body massage starting with his head and temples, moving onto his shoulders and down through his back. Then starting at his feet and moving up his calf and higher up his legs. The feelings were incredible and Spencer found himself moaning in satisfaction and his thoughts becoming dull and drowsy. He hadn’t even noticed when Jessica started to massage and cup his balls in her hot oily palm. The throbbing in cocks pressed tight to his stomach bringing him back to his senses.

“Ready to flip over?” Jessica asked as she rubbed her hands against Spencer’s buttock.

“Ahh… ahhh… I can’t,” Spencer said. His erection was at full strength and if he was to turn over there was no way he could prevent his cock from standing straight up, long and hard, in front of Jessica.

“But Spencer, we’re just getting to the fun part,” Miss Wolfe cooed.

Reluctantly, Spencer turned onto his hip, grabbing his hard-on with both hands to cover it before sidling over onto his back. Jessica looked with longing at Spencer’s hard flesh where it showed through his covering hands. Taking a hold of the tied drawstring in front of her, Jessica undid the knot of her robe, allowed it to come open and shrugged it off her shoulders.

Spencer's pupils expanded, he groaned deeply and his cock throbbed all the more at seeing Jessica next to him in her orange finery. A simple drop of precum leaked out from the tip of his manhood.

Her hand trailed lightly up along the inside of his thigh. “I think he likes what he sees,” Jessica said playfully. “And I know a Goddess that will take very good care of him.”

“Jessica… I can’t,” Spencer croaked hoarsely.

“Of course, you can. It’s just you and me here Spence. No one will ever know.” Jessica had bent down and was giving soft kisses to the ab muscles just above Spencer’s waist and covered penis. He could feel her hot breath as it penetrated between his clutching fingers.

Last night after getting home from softball training and having dinner with Amy, Spencer had rung Danielle once again. They’d spoken about her day and how the course was going before Spencer had told Danielle that Amy had wanted to speak to her. Spencer hadn’t been eavesdropping or listening in to their conversation instead cleaning up the dishes from their meal. He would never know but felt confident that Amy may have said something to Danielle about her Dad seeing one of her teachers for a massage tomorrow. Danielle already knew that he’d been to see Miss Wolfe once but with their open arrangement while she was away, Spencer didn’t want her to think he was getting up to no good with one of Dani’s neighbours. She’d made no mention of it when Spencer had got the phone back from Amy but still, Spencer didn’t want to compromise his ideals, especially after having so recently decided to dedicate him to his beautiful new girlfriend.

“Danielle would know,” Spencer confessed.

Jessica’s looked confused, her brow furrowing. “How so?”

“Amy may have told her when they spoke on the phone the other night. You said about the massage in from of her.”

Jessica shook her head. “It doesn’t matter. We can still fuck and keep it completely to ourselves. I promise I’ll never tell a living soul. It doesn’t matter if she knows or not.” While she’d been speaking, Jessica had pulled her panties down off her slender dark hips before unhooking her bra from behind. They were both completely naked now.

Spencer couldn’t help but look at Jessica's dark black pussy lips nestled so tightly between her strong and muscles thighs. It was right there in front of his face.

“It would matter to me. Danielle and I are a couple. I care for her deeply already and I don’t want there to be anything between us. Oh, Jessica! You have to know how badly I want to just say fuck it and have you right now. You turn me on and drive me wild like no other! I don’t know what it is. If it wasn’t for Danielle, I would want you. I’d be balls deep inside you this very second. Just like I wanted to be last time I was here as well.”

His words must have reached her as Jessica dove down onto the table and hugged him. Chest to chest Spencer could feel Jessica’s hard nipples piercing into his skin. He let go of trying to cover himself and hugged her back. She smelled so very desirable. Breaking the embrace, Jessica looked down at him one final time before taking a hold of his cock and then ducking her head to lay a goodbye kiss to the crown. Spencer gasped and raised his hips up off the table as he felt her warm lips cupping the tip with a wet caress.

Backing away as quickly, Jessica handed Spencer a small white towel and told him, “I think we’re done here. This is to take care of yourself before you go,” and she left the room entirely.

Spencer gratefully used the towel to catch himself as he stroked himself to a very quick and very powerful eruption. A large gooey lump of his spunk was captured at the centre of the bundled-up towel. Jessica didn’t return so he got dressed once again. Pulling some notes from his wallet, Spencer left a small pile of $50 notes on the vanity, three of them, and left the room.

Out in the hallway heading towards the door, Spencer could hear the unmistakable sound of buzzing and Jessica’s ardent sounds coming from deeper into the house. Just as he’d done, she was relieving her needs with a battery-powered toy. Not wishing to intrude, Spencer let himself out and took a long and winding drive to clear his head before picking up his daughter later that afternoon.