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Tim Bradford was good at his job. He prided himself on knowing what his customers needed, beyond what they had booked in for and he kept a fairly exclusive client list.
The first time he offered “extra” was with one of his first, long-standing clients. Isobel had trained with him and worked at her own salon. She started coming to Tim for a massage monthly when he opened his own salon and he was soon offering her extra’s in the form of a breast massage and, what was whispered in the business, a “happy ending”.
Their appointments soon became weekly, and Tim was quite content to keep up the arrangement for as long as Isobel kept coming to him. She surprised him however when she didn’t show up for her appointment one day. He tried to call her, but his calls went unanswered, and his messages were ignored.
He finally saw her a few months later while out shopping and she sheepishly told him she had met someone and was engaged. Tim told her he was happy for her and hugged her.
He didn’t take on another client like Isobel for a while. Rachel walked into his salon and once he had her on the table, she was telling him all about her stressful job as a social worker.
Tim worked his magic on her and pretty soon, she too was receiving his “extra’s”. They continued for a few happy months until Rachel was promoted and moved to New York.
Tim carried on as if nothing had happened. Truth be told, he was quite content with the way his life was. He had his house, and he could watch whatever he liked on TV (mainly football) without someone nagging at him. He was also content with the relationship he had with his right hand and his imagination, his salon exploits providing him ample material if his regular porn channel let him down.
His friend Angela tried to set him up, but he resisted her offers.
One bright, sunny afternoon Ashley McGrady walked through his salon. Tim was instantly attracted to her and within a few short weeks he was offering her more than a full body massage. The problem, he discovered, was that Ashley was slightly possessive. She questioned him as to whether he was doing with others what he was doing with her.
He said no. He made a (somewhat dubious given what he was doing) point of only “servicing” one client at a time. Less chance of saying the wrong name, he reasoned.
Ashley’s possessiveness continued and she told Tim she wanted to take their relationship off the table, and out into the world.
Tim tried to tell her he wasn’t boyfriend material but agreed to one date.
It was a disaster.
Tim told her he was happy to continue their arrangement but that was all it would ever be, and Ashley stopped booking appointments.
Tim didn’t offer anyone his “extra’s” for a while and when Angela once again offered to set him up, he actually considered it. Maybe he did need someone in his life. He was the wrong side of 40 and he could admit that sometimes, he got lonely.
He was sat behind reception considering how to let Angela know she could set him up, with heavy caveats, when she walked in the door.
Tim was momentarily dumbstruck by the absolute beauty stood in front of him. She had long chestnut coloured hair that flowed in beautiful waves down her back. She was wearing a floaty top and a skirt that he imagined hid absolutely stunning legs.
He managed to pull his eyes back up to her face as she introduced herself.
“HI, I’m Lucy Chen. I have an appointment at 3.00pm”
Tim swallowed and managed to stutter out a response.
“Hi Ms Chen, I’m Tim. I’ll be doing your massage today” he gave her one of his brilliant smiles and then gestured to a room behind him “if you want to come this way”.
He led Lucy into his treatment room “You’re booked in for a full body massage, correct?” he asked, and Lucy nodded.
“Great” Tim replied, “I’ll leave you to get undressed and settled on the table and then we’ll get started”.
Tim closed the door behind him and took a deep breath.
Fuck.
She was absolutely stunning, and he needed to lay his hands on her. He was grateful he was wearing his looser massage pants; they hid his erections better.
He slowly counted to twenty and then knocked on the door. He heard Lucy call “ok”, and he re-entered the room.
She was laid on the table on her front. Tim breathed a sigh of relief. Her being on her front would give him half of the appointment to get used to touching her and controlling his own reactions.
He checked she had no allergies or sensitivities and then after pumping some lotion in his hand and lifting the sheet, he started massaging her leg.
He worked up her lower body, trying desperately to think clinically. As her legs were revealed to him, he realised she had the thickest, most luscious thighs he’d ever massaged. He could just imagine his head buried between them as he gave her the best of finishes to her massage.
He mentally slapped himself and forced himself to concentrate on her thighs. His hands were itching to travel slightly higher and see if her pussy was as soft as he imagined it to be.
He gently replaced the sheet and repositioned himself so he could massage her back. He lowered the sheet, folding it into her panties. He swallowed at the way the sheet lay just so, what he would give to get his hands on her generous globes.
He began massaging the various knots and kinks in her back and had to breathe deeply at the slight moans and gasps Lucy made. He could only imagine her making those sounds in a different scenario.
He eventually got her to flip on to her front and once the sheet was placed over her, he got to work. He once again started at her feet and methodically moved up. He had to breathe carefully when he got up to her thighs. The front view was even better than the back and Tim once again imagined his mouth rather than his hands mapping the muscles and skin of her thighs. He could almost smell her heat and it made his mouth water. He breathed through his mouth as he moved to her arms and massage her from bicep to fingertip. He smiled at the look of bliss on Lucy’s face.
He finally found himself stood by her head, his hands on her shoulders. He started to work her muscles and his eyes were irrevocably drawn to her breasts, covered as they were by the thin sheet. His fingers almost slipped when he noticed her nipples had stiffened. Not an altogether unusual reaction but on Lucy, it was pushing his resolve. His fingers once again itched to move towards another delicious goal. To his utter surprise, Lucy moaned, and she seemed to arch her back in response to his kneading. His eyes darted downwards, and he watched as she clenched her thighs slightly.
She was turned on. Holy shit.
Tim swallowed and his mind raced. Normally he would never offer his “extra’s” this early in a relationship with a client, but he found himself throwing caution to the wind.
“Uh, just so you know” he began, relieved his voice didn’t sound too husky “I’m certified in extended massage”.
“Oh?” Lucy replied quietly, she managed to make the one word sound both intrigued and nonchalant.
“Yeah, uh, typically massage covers areas excluding those usually covered by a swimsuit, basically buttocks and breasts. In extended massage these body areas can be included if the client wishes”
He watched as Lucy swallowed. She didn’t immediately dismiss the idea, so Tim allowed himself to breathe.
“Actually, that sounds amazing” she said. She sounded guilty, almost like she was confessing a secret “I uh, should warn you though, my breasts are quite sensitive”.
Tim resisted the urge to snort. Given how her nipples has reacted to his touch, he had a fair idea.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle but firm. Just let me know if it gets uncomfortable, in any way”
He relaxed slightly when Lucy nodded. “I trust you” she murmured.
Tim could have worshipped at her feet. Instead, he allowed his hands to freely roam along the curves of her chest. He tried not to groan as Lucy responded to his touch. He spent a few minutes alternating kneading and stroking the tissue of her breasts. He edged closer inwards until his fingertips grazed the outer edge of her nipples. They responded instantly, hardening impossibly further. Tim was desperate to take one in his mouth, but he settled for swiping his fingers over the erect tissue. Lucy let out a low moan and Tim barely concealed his own.
He continued his ministrations and feeding off Lucy’s response’s; he focused more and more attention on her nipples. She was trying hard not to, but she couldn’t contain the thigh clenches and Tim was about to offer to take care of her when she stiffened and then jerked slightly. Tim paused and he watched as a light blush painted her cheeks.
Had she just…?
He decided not to say anything and simply finished her massage. He covered her up and then told her he’d leave her to get dressed.
He left the room and took a moment to compose himself. He’d never had anyone come from nipple stimulation before, though he knew it was possible.
He was suddenly desperate to get Lucy back on his table.
Lucy re-booked for the following week, she was still blushing as she left the salon, but she thanked him profusely for a job very well done and she gave him a generous tip.
She arrived at her next appointment wearing a sundress that hugged her curves deliciously. Tim checked her in and then asked her if she wanted the extended massage again. She blushed but said “yes”. Tim gave her a big smile and told her to get herself settled.
When Tim entered the massage room, Lucy was one more laid on her back. He licked his lips as he approached the table knowing that this time, he’d be able to get his hands on her gorgeous ass. He began at her feet once more, both to prolong the inevitable and to psych himself up. He almost deviated from his plan when he realised that his fingers were inching closer to her pussy and this time, she was not wearing panties.
It hadn’t taken him many flicks of her nipples for her to climax. He wondered how flicks of her clit would yield the same result.
He shook his head to dispel that thought; all in good time. He continued the leg massage and soon had his hands running over the smooth skin of her ass. She moaned and shifted slightly on the couch, pushing her ass into his hands slightly. Tim was visited by a desire to smack it but used all his self-restraint to hold back. He could see how wet she was as his hands worked her body and he wondered if he might be able to get more than one orgasm out of her today.
The appointment continued and he soon found himself once again with his hands on her breasts. He started in the same vein as last time, working his fingers inwards towards her nipples. This time however, despite his ministrations, Lucy didn’t appear to climax. She wanted to, if the way she subtly clenched her thighs or pursed her lips.
She was ‘stuck’, Tim realised and so he did the only thing he could.
“You know, as well as extended massage, I’m also trained to deliver clitoral and vaginal massage”.
He felt Lucy still under his hands briefly before she breathed a single word, almost imperceptibly “Please”.
There was a hint of desperation in her voice and Tim was only too happy to oblige.
He adjusted his stance slightly and with one hand working her breasts as usual, the other crept down her body and he touched her properly for the first time. Fuck, but she was soaking.
His fingers parted her folds easily and though she was still afforded a modicum of decency through the sheet, Tim could easily map every bump and curve of her core. He could feel a small patch of hair that was clearly neatly trimmed. He gently, slowly, slid a finger inside her as his thumb tapped and flicked at her clit. She kept her eyes closed but there was no denying the pleasure on her face. He quickly worked her to a climax, simultaneously flicking her nipple and clit to give her an almost explosive orgasm.
While she panted in the aftermath, he withdrew his fingers slowly and wiped them on the edge of the sheet. He wanted to stick them in his mouth, but he was worried she’d open her eyes and catch him. Next time, he promised himself.
He gently covered her back up and then quietly told her to come out when she was ready.
She joined him a few moments later, looking much more relaxed that when she had arrived. Tim booked her in the following week, bid her a wonderful week and watched as she left. He hoped it wouldn’t be long before he could give her a proper happy ending.
Lucy arrived for her next appointment slightly breathless and flushed. Tim confirmed she wanted the extended massage to which she nodded. “Yes please” she replied, her eyes wide and sparkling.
H gave her a few minutes to get settled and then he joined her, once more admiring the way the sheet draped over her curves.
Despite his technique, Lucy was practically vibrating by the time she was on her back and Tim had worked his way up to her shoulders.
“I’m supposed to be relaxing you” he chuckled as his fingers dug into the various knots of her shoulders.
Lucy simply licked her lips and clenched her thighs slightly.
He made her wait a few moments more and then his hands slipped downwards to massage her beautiful breasts. He gave a smug smile as Lucy arched her back in response to his movements. She was fucking perfect, he thought as he worked his way inwards towards her nipples.
It didn’t take long before she once again climaxed from his efforts. She sighed and relaxed on to the table once more.
Tim, however, was far from finished. He was desperate to get his fingers between her legs.
He hummed in thought and Lucy opened her eyes. She looked a little dazed but not as relaxed as she should do.
“What?” she asked, her voice breathy and low.
“I don’t think I’m quite finished with your massage yet” Tim replied, glancing at her lower half before flicking his gaze back up to her eyes.
Lucy’s eyes widened slightly before she nibbled her lip. “OK” she replied, and Tim barely contained his moan. His hand started to move down her body, but Lucy gently touched his wrist.
“It’s a little hot in here, don’t you think?” she replied, and Tim smirked at her before slowly removing the sheet from her body.
“So fucking beautiful” he murmured as he took in her entire form for the first time. He’d mapped her body with his hands but seeing it in all its glorious nakedness was something else. Not least the fact that at some point between now and her last appointment, she’d been waxed bare.
Lucy tucked her hands under the small of her back and allowed Tim’s hand to continue its journey downwards.
His fingers once more slipped through her folds easily as she widened her thighs. Her pussy was glistening with her arousal and Tim wanted to get his mouth on her. Next time, he thought to himself once more. They’d already come a long way; he never usually had his hands on a client after only a couple of appointments and he didn’t want to go too far too quickly. He wanted her to set the pace, being comfortable with everything they did.
Remembering how he’d made her come last time, he alternated with flicking and tapping her clit with scissoring his fingers inside her and pinching her nipples with his other hand. She made the most delicious sounds albeit muted as she writhed under his touch. He built her up steadily but quickly realised as she’d already had one orgasm that it would take a little more to get her off a second time. Never one to back down from a challenge, Tim gently slid his pinkie finger down the soaked crack of her ass to prod gently at her asshole. He simultaneously leant down and flicked his tongue over her nipple. Lucy gave a loud groan, and he knew she was right there. He managed to pinch her clit and suck her nipple into his mouth as the tip of his pinkie slid into her ass and Lucy finally climaxed. She jerked and shuddered as Tim worked her though it.
When she finally slumped against the table panting, Tim gently pulled back and took in the sight of a thoroughly wrecked Lucy.
He once again left her to get dressed and when she joined him in reception, he gave her his signature half smile.
“See you next week?” he asked, confident she wouldn’t say no.
She didn’t and he bid her goodbye, not hiding the way he as staring at her ass as she sashayed out of his salon.
To his chagrin, Lucy cancelled her appointment. She re-booked for the following week, but Tim spent the entire time on tenterhooks hoping he hadn’t gone too far and worried that she was thinking their arrangement.
When she finally walked through the door, he relaxed slightly however his relief was short-lived when he realised something was definitely off with her. She was keyed-up and slightly frazzled.
He confirmed she wanted the full works and then directed her to the treatment room.
To his surprise when he entered the treatment room, she was on her back. He shook off his surprise and began her massage as usual. She was so tense however and squirming every few seconds that he stopped.
“Lucy” he murmured softly “you’re so tense you’re practically vibrating. What’s wrong?”
“I…. I….” she stuttered “it’s been…. I haven’t….” she tried again.
Tim realised immediately what she was struggling to say “Lucy, when did you last have an orgasm?”
To her credit, Lucy leant up, balancing on her elbows as she locked her gaze with Tim “with you” she said quietly.
Tim balked slightly but nodded “Lay back, baby” he soothed “let me take care of you”.
Lucy dropped back down to the table and then gave a small gasp as Tim pulled a lever on the couch and the end of the couch gave way, leaving her ass near the edge. Tim perched on the small massage stool, draped her legs over his shoulders and covered her pussy with his mouth.
He’d dreamed of having her thighs wrapped round his head and he was going to savour every moment. Lucy cried out and then tried to stop herself as Tim devoured her pussy. He pulled away slightly to pant “Doors locked and there’s no one else here baby, make as much noise as you want”.
He re-doubled his efforts, using the cries and whimpers Lucy made to hone his actions to what drove her the most crazy. She came loudly and spectacularly, and Tim took all she had to give.
He finally pulled way when her body jerked in overstimulation. He pulled the bottom of the couch back up and gently lay her legs back down.
“Better?” he asked as her breathing returned to normal and her eyes fluttered open.
“Holy shit” she muttered “that was amazing”.
“Do you want to rest of your massage now you’re relaxed?”
Lucy nodded and before Tim could say anything she rolled herself over, so she was on her front. He couldn’t resist and gently slapped her ass.
She grunted and gave a short giggle in response.
“Next time, tell me if you need a release before we start, ok” Tim said, a hint of authority seeping into his voice.
He massaged her as normal, once again working her nipples to tight peaks before his hand slid down her body to give her the happy ending he craved. He once again used his mouth on her luscious tits and eased her through another shuddering climax. Unlike previous appointments, she allowed her moans and gasps to fill the room and Tim committed each one to memory.
He pulled back and began to tell her to come out to reception when she was ready when she suddenly reached for his hand once more to still his movements.
“Not so fast” she said.
“You want more?” he asked, a chuckle escaping him. He’d happily give her another orgasm. He definitely wouldn’t say no to going down on her again.
“You’ve made me come during every appointment so far, and now I want to make you come” she said, tilting her head at him slightly.
He had his answer on the tip of his tongue. He was happy serving himself at home later when he would draw on the memories of having her writhing under his ministrations to assist him.
Instead, he found himself saying, honestly, “No one’s ever offered before.”
And they hadn’t is the thing. Neither Isobel nor Rachel nor Ashley had ever offered to take care of him. And he’d been okay with that. But the thought of Lucy taking care of him, touching him, was suddenly all he wanted.
He shook his head though, his inner masochistic streak not allowing him to show weakness. “You don’t need to” he answered though he watched her gaze flit to his crotch where his traitorous dick was in disagreement with its owner. His dick was very keen at the thought of being touched by Lucy, in whatever way she wanted.
“But what if I wanted to” Lucy replied, nibbling her lip.
Before Tim could stop himself, he found himself agreeing. She smiled and tugged on his wrist to pull him closer.
He reached out his other hand to balance himself and his fingers closed over her shoulder. She looked up at him and Tim was overwhelmed by the desire to kiss her.
He leant down and touched his lips to hers; soft, and gentle. Lucy let out a small moan and he needed to have more of her. He moved closer so he was pressed up against her and when she flicked her tongue against his lip, he opened for her. He met her halfway and he tasted her for the first time. He lost track of the minutes as he caressed her tongue with his.
When they both pulled back, panting, he was pleased to see her cheeks were flushed. Before he could lean in for another kiss, she hopped off the couch and sank to her knees in front of him.
She tugged on his pants as he realised what she was planning to do.
“Lucy, you don’t- “he began but his pants fell to his ankles and as he had foregone underwear, his cock sprang forward. Lucy licked her lips.
“Fuck” she muttered as she took in the full length of him.
Tim assumed she hadn’t realised how big he was and once again he tried to tell her she didn’t have to.
“Are you kidding?” she said, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to his tip before pulling back to glance up at him “you’ve been hiding this from me this whole time”
She leant forward once more and took the head of his cock into her mouth.
All rational thought left Tim’s head. All he was aware of was the warm cavern of Lucy’s mouth as her lips and tongue caressed him. And fuck, was she good at giving head. Granted it had been a long time since anyone had gone down on him, but she knew how to use her mouth.
She worked him quickly and thoroughly and it took all his will power not to thrust his hips as they both chased his climax. He felt the familiar stirrings in his balls, and he tried to bite out a warning, but Lucy responded by simply taking him a little deeper and reaching up to cup his balls.
He came with a loud grunt and Lucy took everything he gave her.
She eventually pulled back, and Tim almost groaned again when her tongue darted out to lick her lips. He pulled her up and covered her mouth with his.
“That was the best I’ve had in a long time” he panted when he pulled back once more.
Lucy grinned at him. She eyed the table speculatively before turning back to Tim.
“Think the table can take both our weight?” she asked suggestively “blowing you got me all worked up again.”
She looked surprised, and a little hurt, when Tim shook his head, but he quickly reassured her.
“I am, at heart, a gentleman” he told her “I need to take you to dinner before I fuck you”.
She agreed and they made arrangements for Tim to pick her up that night and take her to dinner.
Tim figured that even if this wasn’t a date date, he should still make the necessary effort to woo her. Secretly he hoped that this not-date might go better than his previous attempts at dating. He had begun to realise he was developing feelings for Lucy. She was unlike anyone he’d ever met, and he lived for their weekly appointments.
He chose a very nice restaurant and employed a herculean amount of effort not to stare at her delicious curves all evening. She had chosen violence in that her dress hugged every single one of her curves and the way the dress was designed meant she wasn’t wearing a bra either.
He managed to make it through dinner, though he barely tasted his meal. When he walked Lucy back to his truck, he was taken by surprise when she suddenly pulled on his hand and he found himself pressing her against the wall of the parking lot, right near his truck.
He placed a hand on her waist to steady himself as she pulled him down towards her by tugging his shirt. He caught on quickly and kissed her deep and dirty while she ground against him.
He reached down to slip his hand under her dress. He just wanted to feel her ass before he got her in his truck and then into his bed.
His hand slid up the back of her thigh and he couldn’t help the growl that escaped when he realised that it wasn’t just a bra she’d foregone this evening.
“Get in my truck” he bit out “before I drop to my knees right here”.
Lucy giggled but complied, swinging herself into the passenger seat. Tim mostly kept to the speed limit and soon he was pulling his truck into the driveway.
He and Lucy wasted no time in exiting the vehicle and making their way up to his house. He made quick work of unlocking the door an turning off his alarm before he turned his attention back to Lucy. He pressed her up against the wall and plunged his tongue in her mouth, swallowing her gasp of desire.
He once again ran his hand up her leg to reach her beautiful behind. He caressed it before guiding her backwards towards his bedroom.
“I need to taste you” he muttered huskily as he felt the back of her knees hit the bed. He guided her down and dropped to his knees, pushing her dress up and draping one of her legs over his shoulder. He pushed the other thigh up and outwards as he gazed down at her glistening sex.
He decided to tease her a little, “punishment” for sitting next to him at dinner with no panties on. He ran his thumbs up and down the skin between her thigh and labia and ghosted over her clit. When he finally slipped his fingers inside her, she was almost writhing with need.
He leant his head down and flicked his tongue over her clit. Lucy gasped and bucked her hips.
“That’s it baby” he crooned as he lapped against her “show me how good that feels”.
Her moans and gasps increased as he drove her higher and higher. She finally exploded as he sucked her clit into his mouth and flicked at her with his tongue.
He eased off slowly, allowing her to come down gently from her climax.
He finally backed off and then stood. He waited a few moments and then held his hands out to gently lift Lucy, so she was sat upright.
“Are you ready baby?” he asked. He was desperate to bury himself inside her, but he was also prepared to stop if she had changed her mind.
She answered by lifting her hips and pulling her dress off in one fluid motions.
Tim cursed at the sight of her naked body, hurriedly pulling at his clothes in an effort to catch up. He watched as she scooted back on the bed and after grabbing a condom from his nightstand, he followed her down on to the bed. He kissed her again, slow and passionately before leaning up.
He made quick work of covering himself before settling in the cradle of her hips as he guided himself to her entrance.
He slid the tip of his cock into her without too much trouble, but it took a few back and forward thrust before he was fully seated, angling her hips to ensure her comfort through the whole process. She let out a breathy “fuck” when he was fully inside her and so he paused so she could acclimate to him.
After a moment she curled her leg around his hip and dug her foot into his ass to encourage him to move. He set a slow but steady pace and it took no time at all for her to climax. The vice-like grip she had on him threatened to have him climaxing before he was ready. He had every intention of fully wrecking her. He adjusted his position and reached a hand down to flick at her clit and in moments she was climaxing once again. The sounds she made were delicious and he told her so.
She responded by wrapping her arms around him and digging her nails into his back. The pleasure pain of it had Tim buck into her harder but that simply made her moan louder and so Tim increased his pace. He gripped her hip as he pumped in and out of her. He could feel her beginning to tighten around him as he felt his own orgasm building and he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back for long.
“Just let go, baby” he murmured as he flicked her clit with his thumb. Lucy licked her lips and moaned. He could feel how close she was, her channel clutching at his cock, she just needed…. a little extra.
Tim leant down and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth and that was all the catalyst Lucy needed; she clenched hard around him and cried out as her climax finally washed over her.
Tim pumped his hips a few more times before he too grunted low and forceful as he climaxed.
He slowed his movements and eventually stilled, both of them breathing hard in the aftermath.
“I’ll be right back” he murmured as he gently pulled out of her and headed to the bathroom. He came back with a washcloth for her and cleaned her up, before tossing it in the direction of the hamper and climbing back on the bed next to Lucy.
Her breathing had calmed, and she opened her eyes as he gently ran his fingers up and down her arm comfortingly.
“You ok?” he asked softly.
Lucy merely nodded before licking her lips and rolling slightly to face him. She gave him a lazy smile “That was amazing” she said.
“Will you stay tonight?” he asked before he could stop himself. He saw the look of surprise that flashed across Lucy’s face, and he could almost hear what she was thinking.
“I know what this was supposed to be” he continued “but honestly, I…. I really like you, Lucy. I’ve never felt this way about anyone. You know, I’m good at my job, and good at knowing what my clients need but honestly, you…. you are so much more than a client to me”.
He watched as a myriad of emotion flickered over Lucy’s face and for one horrid moment, he thought he might have gone too far but suddenly Lucy’s face erupted into a proper, dazzling smile.
“Oh, thank god” she replied, “I really like you too”.
Tim’s heart hammered as he leant forward once more and kissed her. It was sweet and gentle, and filled with the promise of many more to come.
As they both settled to sleep, curled up in each other’s arms, Tim thanked his lucky stars for the turn of events that had Lucy Chen walk into his salon.