It was Thursday afternoon and I was looking forward to my monthly massage with my RMT Janet. When I arrived she asked me if there were any problem areas she should focus on. Since I had recently been shovelling heavy snow, I suggested we work on my lower back, legs and arms. She directed me to her studio telling me to lie stomach down once I undressed and to pull up the cover. After a couple of minutes I was settled. She knocked, asking if I was ready then came into the room.

I have been a client of Janet’s for over 15 years. In that time we have come to know each other well but our relationship has always been professional - client and service provider. We have shared laughs, life’s ups and downs, interests and quirks along the way. While there has been the occasional compliment, I never thought them to be flirtatious even though I had wished it to be true. With that said, Janet is Asian, petite, super fit and I find her very attractive.

For the first 15 minutes she worked my lower back. It was tight and her deep, strong pressure hurt and felt amazing at the same time. Next my glutes and hamstrings and finally down to my calves which were rock hard, requiring great patience on her part to loosen up.

To massage my arms, she had me bring them to my sides. But before working on my arms, she worked my lower back again except this time using her elbow with deep, slow strokes. It was while doing this that I noticed her pelvis pressing and sliding up my arm with each stroke. I don’t ever recall her doing this before but just went with it. Switching to the other side, she continued with these pelvic slides and that’s when I became aware of her breathing which seemed heavier than usual. Now, of course, my mind was wandering as I envisioned her pelvis pressing and rubbing against my arm. I was beginning to fantasize that she was doing so intentionally AND that she was becoming aroused by it. Then, of course, I became aroused starting to leak pre-cum as my erection rapidly grew.

I relished the moment briefly until it occurred to me that she would be asking me to flip over very soon. I tried changing my train of thought but that only made it worse. As she lifted the sheet and instructed me to flip over onto my back, there was nothing I could do but be cool with the fact that when she draped the sheet over me again my excitement would be most obvious.

Neither Janet nor myself drew attention to my arousal. She continued the massage as usual working first my shins then my thighs. It was almost unbearable. My cock was literally throbbing and leaking like a faucet as I strained to maintain my composure. I could only imagine what she was thinking but this just made it more difficult to contain myself.

Next she massaged my left arm, starting with my shoulder and working down to my forearm. This is when things got very interesting. With my hand facing palm up, she positioned it mid-way between her thighs and massaged my forearm. This caused my fingers to flex and twitch uncontrollably stroking her inner thigh occasionally. I could feel the warmth between her legs and, as she raised my arm ever so slightly, my still flexing fingers made contact with her crotch. It was hot to touch and the fabric of her tights was moist. She immediately let out a faint moan while my fingers continued to brush against the material covering her wet pussy.

After another minute she moved to the other side of the table and started working on my shin and then up to my thigh. As she worked my inner thigh, her strokes were firm and came perilously close to touching my scrotum. This action combined with the thoughts of recently stroking her pussy had me in near ecstasy.

Then it was to my right arm, again working from the shoulder down to my forearm. As she did with the left, she positioned my hand palm up between her thighs. This time it seemed warmer to me and, as she began massaging my forearm, my flexing fingers brushed against her thigh…her smooth, bare thigh this time. At some point, she had discreetly removed her tights. As she pulled my hand higher my fingers touched her soft, moist pubic hair eventually sliding between her slick, swollen labia.

Echoing my own thoughts, she leaned over and while gently kissing my ear whispered “I’ve wanted this from the first day we met”. And with that, she removed her top revealing perfect small breasts with erect nipples, pulled back the sheet and straddled my face with her tiny frame in sixty-nine configuration.

I was now looking directly at her beautiful glistening pussy. I inhaled her delicious scent deeply before tonguing her juicy labia with long, slow strokes. I could feel her hot breath on my cock. She started licking the pre-cum from my glans working down the shaft before kissing and suckling my balls. I could see her clit clearly as it was surprisingly large, purple and erect. I took it between my lips and sucked gently which, by the sound of her moaning, she clearly enjoyed. I then felt the warmth of her mouth as she took me entirely to the back of her throat. It was the most incredible feeling. She continued in a slow up and down motion, swirling her tongue around my shaft and massaging my balls and prostate with her hand. With her clit still between my lips I flicked my tongue more vigorously at which pint she was shaking and her juices were now flowing down my chin. I also reached up and played with her anus. She was now writhing, her pussy rubbing all over my face. She sucked me harder and faster now until I couldn’t hold back any longer. As she was cumming hard on my face, I exploded deep in her mouth, the overflow running down my balls.

We laid quietly enjoying the moment before sitting up on the massage table. I always keep my eyes closed during my massage so this was the first time that I truly looked Janet in her lovely eyes. It was magical. We embraced with a passionate kiss. I then told her how grateful I was for her courage to make the first move. I asked her if this would change our client-RMT relationship. Her reply…”Next month book 2 hours!”