“Whenever you can fit me in.”

“Whenever you can fit me in,” Spencer told Jessica.

“I can fit you in as soon as you want,” Jessica shot back and he thought he detected a little little bit of flirting sneaking into her voice. Maybe he shouldn’t have used the words ‘fit in’ with regards to a massage. “How about tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow’s no good unfortunately. I’m catching up with my old business partner,” Spencer thought about suggesting Friday night but worried it might sound too much like he was asking her out on a date. Friday night being prime restate for singles in their love lives.

“What about tonight then?” Jessica offered.

Tonight would actually be perfect. Spencer had wanted his shoulder checked out as quickly as possible. He didn’t think Jessica would appreciate him dropping his problems on her so quickly though.

“I have to cook dinner for Amy,” Spencer began not wanting to seem like he was rejecting her kind offers so quickly.

“That’s perfect then. You cook and I can go get a workout at the gym in beforehand. See you about 8? 8:30?”

“That’s not too late for you is it? It’s a school night.”

Jessica laughed at him then. “I’m a teacher Spencer. We don’t go to bed until at least 9:30.”

Spencer laughed along with her good-natured teasing. Jessica telling him she’d send him her address in a text message.

Over a dinner of twice cooked steaks, Spencer let Amy know that he would be slipping out for a little while later that night to get his shoulder looked at by Miss Wolfe. The first time he’d served the cuts of meat they’d been much too bloody for either Amy or Spencer to eat them. Returning them to the pan they’d come out well well-done. Amy said to saw hello to Miss Wolfe for her as she did her best to try and eat Spencer's boot leather cooking.

Before he left Spencer changed into a lose pair of gym shorts along with a white V-neck t-shirt and his favorite old grey zip up hoodie. He stopped into Amy’s room to let her know he was off and that she shouldn’t wait up for him to return. Kissing his daughter an early goodnight Spencer made his way to the address Jessica had sent him.

In the house across the street from Jessica Wolfe's, Danielle was just about to draw the curtains closed on her upstairs bedroom when she saw a blue BMW, almost black in the darkness pull up. Dani was shocked when she saw Spencer get out of the car and walk up to the front door. Her mind raced as she watched Spencer knock on the front door and get shown inside the simple single-story house. Her pulse raced at the unexpected site of him. She knew they’d only slept with each other the once and he didn’t actually owe her any sort of explanation about what he was doing but her mind still raced. It was almost 8 thirty. What was Spencer doing at the attractive, dark skinned teachers house this late? It was only natural where her mind would head having caught her ex-fiance with another women, so instead of going to bed like she’d planned, Danielle turned the lights off in her bedroom and waited by the window, watching to see when Spencer would come out.

Blocked from Danielle’s view by Spencer, Jessica had opened the door in a pair of peach yoga shorts and a black sports bra. It was what she’d worn to the gym. The brightness of the yoga bottoms making the smooth ebony-ness of her skin pop out every more. She’d been done long enough that she wasn’t sweaty in the slightest but had decided not to get changed yet as giving an entire full body massage, if that’s what was needed, could be tiring physical work.

Jessica led Spencer to a room she had set up for her side business. It was dimly light emphasis a relaxing mood. A solid massage table set up in the middle of the room with the air filled with the soothing scents of some essential oil aromatherapy candles Jessica had lit earlier to allow time to permeate the space.

“So, what seems to be the problem?” Jessica asked as she had Spencer sit down on the table facing her.

Spencer told her again about the clicking in his joint as well as the pain at the grocery store earlier as Jessica came and placed her hands on the affected area. She had Spencer move his arm gently until she too felt the click as his arm tried to move past his head.

“Mmmm,” Jessica murmured as she felt the problem for herself. “Take your top and shirt off for me and lie down on your back for me.”

Jessica took out a herbal ointment she would need as well as some massage oil. The ointment would help with reducing any swelling and the oil would make it so her hands were able to slide all over Spencer's body easily. Standing first to his side and then above him, Jessica began a deep and soothing series of movements that worked her fingers and palms deeper into Spencer's flesh. She could hear the way he moaned blissfully for her with only the one quick cry of pain as she probed the socket a bit too deeply.

As she worked her magic on him, Jessica allowed her eyes to roam across Spencer’s body just like her hands were. He was in fantastic physical shape for a man in his mid-forties. Well-muscled and no signs of middle-aged spread, Jessica decided that Spencer was more than handsome, and quite frankly, very fuckable. Her pussy agreed with her.

“I think you may have briefly dislocated your shoulder in the accident which is causing the swelling and the pain. It’s almost completely back in but not perfectly which is the reason for the clicking. I’m tired to relax the muscles in the area as much as I can and, if you’ll let me, I’ll try and correct the joints movement to stop the pinching,” she told Spencer her diagnosis based on her background in Sports Medicine.

“It feels incredible now,” Spencer told her. Her hands on his skin made him feel amazing she was so good. “Whatever you were doing was… mmmm!”

“And we could leave it like that and it would improve with time but this will be quicker, more permanent solution,” Jessica told him.

“I trust you. You definitely know what you’re doing,” agreeing Spencer smiled up at her where she had come around to stand next to him, her hand resting on his chest.

Jessica found Spencer was even cuter and more handsome when he smiled. His face seeming to light up. “I’ll try and make this feel as best I can,” she warned him.

Inside her bedroom Danielle was looking at the clock. Spencer had been in there for over half an hour already. What were they doing? The brief glimpse of him had made her hot and bothered all over again. She’d found herself getting aroused as she imagined Spencer with the black woman. What were they doing? What was she doing to him and him to her? Dani’s mind working herself into such a state of overwhelming horniness that Danielle had resorted to pulling a vibrator out from her bedside draw and was furiously fucking herself with it as she watched out the window.

In the massage room, the first way Jessica tried to get Spencer's shoulder back in was to stretch his arm back over his head and try and pull it lose before popping it back in place. It was how she had first felt the click so should be the easiest way to correct. Spencer’s big powerful shoulders built up canoeing across his lake prevented Jessica from being able to get it back in alignment. She was simply too little compared to him and she could tell it was hurting from the way he was grimacing. She needed more leverage.

Spencer was relieved when Jessica gave up on what felt like she was trying to rip his arm off. Coming back to his side he was a bit surprised when she lifted her right leg across his chest so that it was resting on his opposite shoulder. He was further surprised when she took his closest arm, lifting it up and brought the peach crotch of her short yoga pants up into his armpit. Spencer could feel the radiant heat billowing from the school teachers snatch as she spent a full minute, but felt like much more, all but grinding her pussy against him as she trying to use her most intimate area as a fulcrum.

Spencer tried not to panic as blood started to rush to his groin. Jessica peach covered loins were almost in his face and at this closeness he could catch the heady smell of her sex. Fresh and ripe but with an ‘earthy pow’ from her workout earlier. He could feel his cock rising up in his shorts sharply and was relieved when she let go of his arm and step back off him. His free hand quickly racing to his pants, adjusting himself so his erection wasn’t so obvious.

“Let me try one more thing,” Jessica said as Spencer felt her left knee climb up on the massage table next to his stomach.

Spencer swallowed hard as her other knee followed as Miss Wolfe mounted the table and him. Straddling Spencer's abs, Jessica’s black sports bra was pressed into his face as she slide her arm around under the back of Spencer's neck, her fist forming into a ball under his injured shoulder as she reached past it and pushed down on his elbow.

Jessica was excited and more than a bit aroused to be climbing all over Spencer. From rubbing against him before her nipples were hard as rocks being pressed into his face. It wasn’t the only thing that was hard as when she slid her body down his to start pressing Jessica could feel his rock-hard cock jutting up between her legs. The head of Spencer's cock butting up against her juicy pussy until his shoulder finally popped back in place on the third thrust in this final position.

Spencer moaned in release at the sudden outflow of tension as his body snapped back into its correct form. Jessica moaning softly too as she pressed up against Spencer delicious dick. Getting off quickly then there was no way of hiding the tent in Spencer's shorts rising up to the moon.

“God! I’m so sorry Miss Wolfe,” Spencer told her urgently as his face as well as his chest started to turn crimson.

“Relax Spencer. I more than happy to take care of all of you,” Jessica told him. Her dark skin hiding the flush that was coloring her own cheeks as she reached out and closed her hand around his bulging cock. One hand only enough to cover half of Spencer's impressive length.

Spencer groaned and bucked his hips against her fist as she squeezed his raging prick. This wasn’t what he had come here for. Miss Wolfe was Amy’s teacher and it didn’t feel right but still his blood was racing in his ears, his need and desire great.