“Now, baby. Would it be weird if I hopped on the bed and worked on your shoulders from there? It’s better that way,” Mirnda asked him.
“What ever you want to do is fine,” Jack replied, lost in a world of sensual bliss.
Jack was surprised, however, when Jack felt Mirnda jump on top of him and sit on his ass. It felt beyond belief and he didn’t complain. She started massaging his shoulders and back in ernest and it felt great, but she wasn’t gentle.
“You have some spots to work out here, honey,” Mirnda said sweetly. It took a while, but it seemed like she was just about done. After what seemed like about half an hour, she collapsed down on top of him, her big tits pressed against his back. She kissed the back of his neck.
“Phew! I’m beat,” Mirnda said. She’d been working hard. Jack wriggled around and managed to turn over onto his back again, but she was still lying up against him, her legs wrapped around him. She closed her eyes and cuddled up, resting her head and body against his.
“Hmmmm,” she said. “You feel so good, baby boy,”
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, mister.” Mirnda was out of breath and they were both sweaty. It felt like they just had sex, though he could only imagine what that was like. He shifted his body and his erection pressed up against her inner thigh, which lay across him. She looked at him. “Oh, don’t worry, that’s perfectly normal,” Mirnda said and put her head on his shoulder.
“What’s normal?” Jack asked, before realizing what she was talking about.
“It’s a normal response for a man to become aroused during a massage, don’t be ashamed,” Mirnda said matter-of-factly.
“Oh, OK. Well, it was kinda, er…”
“Kinda what?”
“Um…kinda erotic. Especially on the legs there.”
“Oh, yeah? Well, sorry, but that’s an essential point for muscle tension. It can’t be helped,” Mirnda insisted, then put her hand on his chest. Her fingers started stroking his chest, which had recently sprouted a few hairs. She squeezed his nipple gently, and went on. “That’s the drawback with this profession. Men always want to be jerked off at the end,” Mirnda said with a laugh, seemingly unaware of her seductive behavior.
“Yeah, that’s true,” Jack said.
“Well, maybe Jini will take care of that on Friday for you,” she said and looked at him with a wink and a grin.
“Actually, I think Rakhi is gonna be my date.”
“Well, Rakhi, then.”
“So, you’re not, um…”
“Jack, what are you asking me?” Mirnda said sternly. Her hand moved from his chest to his stomach, then made little circles.
“I was hoping this story might have a happy ending.”
Mirnda didn’t say anything for a while.
“That’s not something I ever did for my clients, I’m sorry,” she said at last. It seemed like she had thought about it.
“Am I a client?”
Mirnda looked up at Jack and shifted her body. She moved her ass so she was straddling his and it felt as if her pussy was resting on his sizable bulge. She sat up and put her hands on his shoulders, giving him a little more massage. Jack felt her hips grind on him, in a subtle but unmistakable motion. He put his hands on her waist.
“No, you’re a naughty little boy,” Mirnda said with a smile and slid off him.
“Anyway,” Mirnda went on. “I need a drink.” Abruptly, she stood up and he noticed her nipples were hard, poking through her flimsy nightie. His erection was full on and she looked down and made a face as if she were about to burst out laughing. She blushed bright red and stood up. “Oh my,” she said.
“What?”
“You…um…” was she going to tell me how huge it was? It certainly looked like it. She fumbled her words a little then changed the subject. “I’m getting a glass of wine. You want one?” Mirnda asked.
“Sure. Is that OK?”
“Yeah, definitely. You’re a big boy now. I mean, you’re…um…never mind,” she said and they both laughed. “I’ll be right back, baby.”
