***Although I've changed names and some background details, the following story is completely true.***
Denise trembled with excitement as she thought about her upcoming massage appointment. She'd spent the last week moving back into her apartment, and she was sore. Her back and shoulders were reminding her that she wasn't as young and fit as she used to be. A massage was just what she'd needed.
I had been over a year since her last massage, through no fault of her own. Denise had been involved in a pretty bad accident last year, and her focus had been on recovery and physiotherapy. She couldn't even drive until a month ago and walking up the stairs to her apartment had been a far away dream.
Denise had spent the last year living with her parents because she needed their help to take care of herself. A side effect of being 40 and single was that you had no one at home with you. The occasional sex partner really didn't count.
For a 40 year old, Denise looked pretty good for her age. She liked to comment jokingly that she looked much better naked than in her clothes. Her breasts, having never fed a child, were still relatively perky, given their size. Most of her life she'd been a comfortable 36C but the extra pounds that came with hit 40 had bumped that up to a 38D. Though she'd put on weight, it was distributed, so she was still the same shape she'd been for years - wide hips, with an average size waist. |
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As Denise looked a herself in the mirror, she rubbed her hand over her soft stomach. No real pouch in sight, but her abs were hidden by a soft layer of fat. She didn't mind - sh liked seeing it shake a little as she moved. And she knew her partners liked the jiggle when they spanked her.
As she thought about when last she'd been slapped, her hand moved down between her legs. Her finger touched the top of her slit and felt the wetness already starting.
Denise brought her mind back to the present. Her masseur was due to arrive in an hour. He was someone who had massaged her last year at a friend's spa. She had been trying to incorporate more self-care in her life and massages were part of that. After her first massage with Leonard, she'd requested him when she went back. Not only were his hands strong and able to get out the knots she got from working at her computer for long hours, but she'd been so turned on that first time. |
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