Massage Therapist Intern Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Massage Therapist Intern Pt. 01

... open, exposing a generous glimpse of cleavage. She seemed flattered by these assertions on my part and she told me that she was quite taken with my honesty. I was seeing some hope here that she would consider hiring me as she left her cleavage exposed, her skin glistening with the oil.

She told me her clients were used to her having a female summer intern. Previously, those interns had learned to give foot massages with her training. Would I be willing to learn how to give a foot and leg massage? Further, would I be willing to give her a daily foot massage at the end of our day? To work together with her on her clients if she asked? I told her I would love to learn and do whatever she required of me. Anything!

With that, the tone of the interview changed -- she appeared to have made up her mind to hire me. My flattery had worked. No doubt, my excitement showed. The atmosphere was now more relaxed, but she wasn't going to let me off the hook quite yet. As mom had warned me, Katie was going to make me squirm. Over the next ten minutes, she asked if I had ever seen a naked woman that I didn't share a last name with? Had I ever peeped on a neighbor? Had I ever deliberately expose myself to a stranger? Up close and personal? Would I be comfortable practicing my newly found skills on my mother?

The last question caught me by surprise. Mom was a beautiful woman with a dynamite figure that she was proud of. My buddies all though she was hot (a MILF so to speak), but I had ...

... never thought of her that way. My mother's behavior today in preparing me for this moment had been a shock - I wasn't sure where this line of questioning was going, but I didn't say no. No doubt a test of my commitment to practice the skills that I would be learning under her tutelage. Had her and mom discussed this beforehand? Was mom going to let me practice massage on her?

Despite my misgivings, I was finding myself turned on by the idea. My buddies all thought my mom was hot and would, no doubt, hop in the sack with her given the chance. I did not disagree with them, my mother was hot, but it just hadn't occurred to me that skin-to-skin with my mom was in the realm of possibilities. Katie took note of my erection as she went on about our new "arrangement".

Initially, I was surprised when she told me that the majority of her clients (47 of 55) were women. All of her male clients were either loyal, repeat customers or were there on referral. She was a licensed MT and had no desire to deal with unfamiliar men who were only looking for a rub-and-tug. She screened each new potential client over the phone and relied on personal references and her gut. Although men tended to tip more, Katie was more concerned about the integrity of her art. Her clients had to appreciate her skills and techniques and not just the fleeting pleasure of a happy ending.

Katie went on that massage therapy can be demanding work and that she had a busy practice. She needed someone around to keep ...