Karen, riddled with conflict, turned her head and looked back down at the mattress. The memory from the last time the “girls” were alone came flooding back, reminding the conservative housewife how things quickly veered into a less than wholesome direction.
Still, Karen wanted to continue with the massage as the results so far were simply wonderful. With a piqued interest to experience the full effects, Karen convinced herself it would be okay… she was in total control and could stop things at any time.
Melissa watched as Karen lifted her hips, reached back with her right hand, and slid the panties further down over her rounded butt cheeks. “Here… let me help you,” the young attorney offered as she leaned over and assisted the housewife with the removal of her underwear by sliding them down her long legs and off her feet.
Melissa stood at the foot of the bed holding Karen’s panties… the garment still radiating the warmth of the gorgeous mom’s body heat. Her eyes traveled up and down the soft curves of her client’s totally naked body, drinking in every glorious inch.
Karen repositioned herself and laid back down, resting her head on her forearms. Being nude and feeling vulnerable, she asked softly, “Can I have the sheet back? I uh… feel kind of exposed.”
The question snapped Melissa out of her trance. “Oh… yes… of course,” she replied, then tossed her friend’s panties into the chair next to her bra. After draping the sheet over Karen’s naked back, the masseuse positioned the covering where only Karen’s legs and the bottom third of her buttocks were on display.
Melissa removed her shoes and climbed onto the bed to better her position. Once applying additional scented oil to the back of Karen’s left thigh, she resumed the massage. With unfettered access, Melissa could manipulate Karen’s overstressed glute muscles properly. While doing so, a new litany of groans escaped from her client.
Melissa spoke softly, “Remember to breathe deeply, Karen.” While applying additional pressure to the tender area, she added, “Your gluteal muscles are knotted up pretty bad, and it requires I get deep into the tissue. I know it can be uncomfortable, but just try to relax.” Hearing her friend take a few deep breaths, she whispered, “That’s it… good girl… nice and deep.”
For the next few minutes, Melissa aggressively massaged Karen’s upper inner thigh. Her nimble fingers kneaded the delicate juncture of her client’s leg and crotch. The motion of rolling the muscles outward caused the knuckles of Melissa’s hand to scrape against the married mother’s vagina. The gap between Karen’s legs slowly widened, giving the masseuse her first peek at the housewife’s moistening pussy.
Over time Karen’s groans of discomfort had been replaced with the sounds of soft mewing. Melissa noticing the back of her hand becoming increasingly damp, decided to turn up the heat on the gorgeous wife. The young lawyer slightly adjusted her hand motion which allowed more contact with Karen’s now dripping wet sex.
The added stimulation caused an immediate gasp to escape the conservative mother’s beautiful mouth. Embarrassed by her body’s reaction, Karen bit down on her plump bottom lip to silence herself.
Logic told Karen this was just a typical therapeutic massage; however, the effects from Melissa’s skillful hands, the WICK-tropin coursing through her veins, and the memory of the horrifying yet strangely erotic dream from this morning had her body aflame with shameful arousal. Unsettling as it may have been, Karen could feel the approach of an unintended orgasm… the wave quickly swelling.
Melissa smiled when she noticed Karen grasping at the bedsheet and her wide hips ever so subtly moving in rhythm with her hand. It was as if the married mom was actively seeking more direct contact.
The sheet draped over Karen had now ridden up to where her entire juicy backside was on full display. Either the strait-laced mother didn’t notice or, at the moment, simply didn’t care.
Melissa asked in a husky whisper, “Are you okay?”
With her eyes closed and biting her bottom lip, Karen nodded and whimpered, “Mmm-hmm.”
With her own arousal causing a swamp to form in the gusset of her panties, Melissa decided to push things a little further. She once again adjusted her hand to where the pads of her fingers ‘accidentally’ grazed Karen’s blood-engorged clitoris.
The added stimulation had an immediate effect. Karen gasped, “Oh my gosh!!” as she slightly lifted her hips off the bed, shamefully enjoying the unintentional surge of sensations. She tightened her grasp onto the bedsheet… the diamonds in her wedding rings glimmered in the soft candlelight.
In a reassuring tone, Melissa commented, “You’re doing great, Karen… the knots in your muscles are almost gone… can you feel them starting to release?”
While nodding her head, Karen replied in a shaky voice, “Yes… oh yes! I… I feel it.” As improper as it may have been, the married mother surrendered herself to Melissa. Karen shamefully lifted her curvy round bottom higher to give her masseuse total access.
Taking the move as a green light, Melissa reached into her duffle bag with her left hand searching for one of her hidden “supplies.” At that moment, the gentle sounds emitting from the mini speakers went silent and were replaced by a text alert. “Dammit… not now!!” the young lawyer muttered in frustration as she quickly recognized the familiar tone… it was the district attorney’s office.
With the moment ruined by the untimely interruption, Melissa begrudgingly left the bed and retrieved her cell phone. After reading the message, she looked back over to Karen and solemnly said, “Sorry about this, but that was a text from the office. I’m afraid I have to leave now.”
Karen was now sitting up on the bed, holding the sheet across her breasts with her right arm to hide her nakedness. She asked, “Leave now? Why? Is something wrong?”
Melissa shook her head and replied, “I don’t know.” She then collected her shoes from the floor and added, “I’m being called in for a meeting.”
With a hint of disappointment, Karen inquired, “But… I thought this was your day off?”
While slipping on her shoes, Melissa replied with a bit of disdain, “Oh, it is!” She then sighed and added, “However, when you work for the district attorney, unfortunately, you’re always on call.” Grabbing her duffle bag and zipping it up, Melissa then asked, “Is it okay if I leave the candles and sheets here for now?”
Karen nodded her head and replied, “Sure… they’ll be safe here until you come back over. I’ll wash the sheets for you.”
With a smile, Melissa said, “Thanks.”
“Well, I hate that you have to leave so soon,” Karen said softly. “I’m sure Jake will be greatly disappointed.”
Stepping over to her friend, Melissa glanced down and caught sight of the impressive cleavage created by Karen’s arm holding the sheet to her breasts. “Believe me… I hate it, too. We were making such good progress today. If you like, we can try again on my next visit?”