Make good on the proposition

"Alright. Follow me." you agree, and start walking back into the building, your growing bulge pressing uncomfortably against your pants. Your second brain starts thinking of all the things you want to do to her, though there's a small part of you thinking that she could simply be a huge cock-tease and nothing happens. Not letting that stop you, you figure worst case scenario is that you'll get a glimpse of Tiffany in fewer clothes and maybe waste an extra half hour. Picking the first massage room on the right, you turn on the lights and show her in.

"So, how does this normally work with clients?" she asks you, turning in place and taking in the room. "What's a normal massage like?"

"Well, if it's their first massage with me, I'll usually talk with them to get a health history, find out if there's any medical concerns I need to watch out for, then find out if there's any areas they want focused on." you reply, giving her an actual answer, not one hundred percent sure where this is leading. "After that, I'll bring them to a room, leave them to get undressed and get onto the table, telling them to get under the sheets and let them know I'll return in a few minutes. Before entering, I knock on the door to make sure they're ready, then start the massage."

"So I guess I should get undressed then, huh?" she says, beginning to lift off her top.

"Ok, I'll be back in a few." you say moving towards the door, putting the ball in her court to decide if she wants you to stay.

"Don't be silly David." she says stopping you. "I don't mind if you watch me get undressed. Stay and enjoy the show."

Holding your gaze the entire time, a grin on her face, she starts with her shirt first, slowly pulling the straps off her shoulders then shimmying it down her waist, over her hips, and down her legs. Her bra is next. Reaching behind her back to unfasten it, she slips out of the straps, teasingly holding the cups against her chest before letting it drop to the ground. You can't take your eyes of the stunning site in front of you; her hard nipples are centered on dark areola that stand out in contrast to the pale skin of her pert breasts.

She starts unbuttoning her skirt next. Once unfastened, she begins slipping both her skirt and panties off while turning around to give you a view of her narrow waist and curvy ass. "Am I making you uncomfortable?" she asks you, smiling at you while looking over her shoulder and letting her bottoms fall to the floor.

"I don't think "uncomfortable" is the word I would use, more like "turned on"." you respond, liking where this is going and moving towards her to close the space between the two of you while adjusting the growing bulge in your pants.

"Well why don't you join me then?" she suggests, tugging at your shirt. "Unless you really did just want to give me a massage?"

"Oh, I can think of something else I'd rather give you than just a massage." you say, unfastening your pants, dropping them to the floor and stepping out of them. Kicking off your shoes, you pull your shirt off over your head before slipping your socks off your feet until your as naked as she is.

Tiffany drops to her knees in front of you, taking your fully erect member in her hand and guiding it to her mouth. "Mmmm." she says, licking along the bottom of your shaft. "Is this what you want to give me? God, it's sooo fortunate that Bill asked to switch with you so we could be all alone at closing time, isn't it?" she comments before wrapping her lips around your cock and pumping her hand up and down your shaft.

Placing a hand on the back of her head, you savor the feeling of her warm mouth enveloping your shaft, taking you half way down before you start hitting the back of her throat. Her hand works in unison with her mouth, pumping the rest of your exposed member as she bobs her head back and forth. "Oh fuck Tiffany! God that's good! To tell you the truth, I volunteered to switch with Bill, and I'm so glad I did! Oh shit!"

Tiffany takes you down as far as she can one final time, gagging but keeping you down her throat for several moments, subtly moving her head back and forth, before slowly removing her mouth from your member and letting the head pop free from her lips. Standing back up, she looks up to meet your eyes and a smile forms on her lips, glistening from the saliva that she's coated your cock with. "To tell you the truth, I had a feeling you switched with him and I'm glad you did to. Just answer me one question. Do you try the same massage line with all the girls you train, or just me?"

"No, you're the first Tiffany. But seeing how well it's working, I may have to try it again." you say with a raised eyebrow and sly grin on your face.

"Don't get too cocky. I can grab my clothes right now and just leave you here with blue balls."

Grabbing her ass cheeks with your hands, you pull her closer to your body. "I don't think you'd to do that to me, would you? You seem like such a nice girl. A girl that finishes what she started."

Smiling up at you, she responds. "Sometimes I'm a nice girl. But sometimes I like to be naughty. Do you want to help me be naughty David?" she asks you, pulling away from your embrace and backing away towards the massage table then climbing onto it.