Community Involvement Ch. 10 - Sex Stories

Community Involvement Ch. 10

... the mouth piece and sighed. “This is stressing me enormously.” She whispered. “How are you…you look good but I detect a touch of sadness in your eyes.” She smiled again, a smile that seemed to brighten the room more in-spite of the sunlight filtering in. “I’m excellent.” I laughed in a hushed tone. “Well, I did have a stressful meeting prior to coming here but I’ll live. Is there anything I can do?” “Sorry to hear you were stressed before seeing me.” She whispered in a husky tone. “You will have to tell me all about it. In the meantime you could you massage my neck?” She asked this last question meekly. The question, combined with her shy school girl look, left me feeing I could not do anything but say yes. Clare apologised as her phone call resumed. Just sitting idle was going to be a waste of time so what better way to pass the time than to do as the lady asked; a massage could lead to all sorts of opportunities. I kicked off my shoes as my feet were aching and softly padded around behind my seated companion. I breathed deeply as the full impact of her gorgeous perfume filled my nostrils. I gently placed the finger tips of my left hand on her shoulder and her free hand rose to softly caress them as a sign of thanks. Clare turned slightly and smiled, a simmering glint in her eye. Gently, I guided her hand back to her desk, accidentally on purpose grazing the back of my hand against her prodigious breast. She shuddered noticeably at my touch but kept on writing frantically on ...

... her note pad. I quickly glanced at what she was writing and saw the near full page was a myriad of notes, prices (some inked in and then crossed out) and abbreviations, all of which I assumed to be as a consequence of current her conversation. I had no idea who had made the call but I was just glad I was not paying the phone bill. I got to work, gently kneading Clare’s muscles along her neck and the tops of her shoulders, deliberately starting gently to try and avoid bruising the muscle tissue. Gradually I increased the pressure, working my fingers deep into the knots in around her shoulder blades. Each time I pushed into a knotted spot Clare would bring her head back and exhale deeply as the tension slowly dissipated. Determined to do a good job, I relentlessly attacked each knot, not stopping until the muscles slowly relaxed under my firm touch. I tried to avoid any prolonged heavy contact in any one spot. Instead, I interspersed the pressure with softer touches to try and bring a sense of ease and relief to the affected area. I had been told some time ago, while in Bali, that the best way to proceed with a massage was to go in a clockwise fashion, something to do with time and energy flow, so I flowed that process with Clare, slowly moving from the left neck and shoulder region to the right. When I was not giving her a deep massage, I gently caressed the smooth skin of her neck and/or shoulder, softly brushing aside her hair from the back of her neck. However, working her ...