Jeremy changed to her left shoulder and stood right beside her. He picked the lotion bottle up and poured more into his hand and rubbed them together to spread the lotion. He repeated the process of digging into her muscles with his fingers and the palm of his hands. Leaning into the massage, soon had a rhythm going. He could feel her muscles relax under his fingers.
As he massaged her shoulder, he looked over her back. It was too wide for him to massage both sides of her back standing on one side of the table so he decided to slowly work down on her left side to the top of her butt. There were no folds of fat on her back. Her years of powerlifting had given her powerful back muscles. Putting more lotion on his hands, he placed his hands on the small of her back and began pushing his fingers through them, all the while moving up her left side to her shoulder. He did this twice more. After the second time, Jeremy placed his clenched fists on the middle of her back just to the left of her spine. Forcing his knuckles down into her muscles, he began rotating his fists and digging into her back muscles. At times he could feel her rib cage under his fists. He heard her let out a low moan of contentment which made him smile and work the area harder. He wanted to please her. He moved his fists around the left side of her back repeating the rotating movement of his fists pushing his knuckles into her muscles.
After a few moments, Mrs. Dylan said, “That feels nice. Now go and do my other side.”
Jeremy walked around the top of table to get to her right side, his cock still at attention. He began to work the right side of her back as he had her left side. Mrs. Dylan sighed contentedly. When he began to work his knuckles into her muscles, she began to slowly and gently rock her body in rhythm to his massage. He could feel her muscles relax as his knuckles ground into them. Her contented moans came more frequently.
After a bit, Jeremy decided to move on to her very large butt. Standing beside her, he put more lotion on his hands. This butt is going to take a lot of lotion, he thought to himself. He placed his hands on her huge left cheek. It was hard as a rock. He realized she was tensing her butt muscles.
“Uh…Ma’am. Can you please relax your buttock muscles? They are so hard I can’t massage them.”
He felt the muscle noticeably loosen. Her butt was now pliable under his hands. He ran his hands over her butt cheek and he enjoyed how soft her skin was. There was no cellulite on her rear end. Just smooth skin. He spread his hands apart on her butt and pushed the flesh between his hands forward towards her back. He continued to do this all over that luscious cheek. His hand felt her butt crack. How do I deal with it, he thought? He decided to run his hand lightly over the butt crack without pushing his hand into it. Mrs. Dylan slowly rocked her butt back and forth and the movement pushed his hand into the butt cheek. Jeremy’s hand froze in place. He didn’t move his hand but left it in place, trapped between her two butt cheeks. He wasn’t sure what to do.
“Ma’am,” he said anxiously. “Have I gone too far? Should I move it?”
She tensed her butt muscles and his hand was pressed into place in her butt crack. She kept her muscles tensed for a number of seconds before relaxing the muscles.
“I think I’ve had enough of our massage for today. Thank you, boy. You’re going to be a good masseuse.”
Jeremy stepped back from the table. He was disappointed. If she had let him get into her butt crack, he was hoping maybe he could get his hand near to her pussy. Mrs. Dylan pushed herself into a sitting position on the table. She looked at her boy who was looking expectantly at her. She had halted the massage because she was being turned on by it. She wanted to take this boy and fuck his brains out right now but this wasn’t the time. She knew she had to demonstrate self control to impress upon the boy she was in charge and not pushed into rash actions by her feelings or her needs. Plus, she wanted Jeremy to remain in a heightened state of sexual tension. She knew he was aching for sex with her. He would have to wait. And, unfortunately, so would she…
“Bring me my clothes, boy,” she said. “And then get yours and get dressed.”
Jeremy did as he was told. He was disappointed Mrs. Dylan had stopped their massage. He was hoping it was going to lead to something more. He watched her put her cargo shorts back on and saw as she had to struggle to button them around her large waist. He also noticed a small bruise on her stomach.
“Ma’am, that bruise on your stomach. Did I do that this morning?” he asked.
Mrs. Dylan put her hand on the bruise and patted it.
“That you did boy. That you did.”
“I’m sorry, Ma’am. I’ve never hit a woman before. I don’t like that I did.”
She started into his eyes and held his gaze in hers.
“Don’t apologise, boy. As you said earlier, you were protecting yourself against a juggernaut.”
She put on her tank top.
“Now let’s head up to the dining room table. There is one more task I have for you before you head back to your apartment. Now, up the stairs you go.”
She let him go first. She wanted to ogle that tight ass of his as he climbed the stairs. As he climbed the stairs, she could feel herself getting wet.
Once at the dining room table, they sat down.
“I want you to write down your schedule for me. Your class times, study times, and rowing times. I’ll fit our time around those. Leave it on the table. I’ll let you know when I want to see you next.”
With that, Mrs. Dylan got up and left. She crossed through the kitchen and down the hallway to her bedroom which was at the end of the hallway. Entering her bedroom, she closed the door behind her. She pulled off her tank top and then dropped her cargo pants as fast as she could. She sat in the recliner chair which was opposite her bed. Sliding down, she reached with her right and found her wet pussy. She ran her hand over her vagina and could feel herself almost burning up. As she envisioned the naked body of her boy, she pushed her index and middle fingers into her vagina and made straight for her clit. Circling her index finger around her clit, her breathing became more labored and shallower. Feeling her juices beginning to engulf her fingers, she began to roughly stroke her clit and her body erupted in orgasmic spasms that almost doubled her over. Her body shuddered twice more as visions of her boy filled her senses. Mrs. Dylan slowly relaxed into her recliner as her fingers delightfully continued to move inside her. She leisurely fell into the wonderful feelings that filled her body.
Jeremy finished his task, and got up to leave. He could hear Mrs. Dylan what he thought was singing to herself. As he closed the outside door behind him and walked towards his apartment, Jeremy pumped his fist in the air. He still wasn’t totally sure of what was happening to him but he felt both elated and aroused.
To be continued.