JB's New Job

I was excited to surprise JB at her new job. I had sent her to get a massage as a present last month and was surprised when she came home and told me Frank had offered her a job. I know she was looking for a new experience and hadn't used her Massage degree in years, but this was still unexpected. She said they had gotten talking during her massage and he just offered her a job on the spot.

It was a small boutique, owned by Frank and his partner Max, and they had half-dozen therapists. It was a very professional operation and I had always had great treatments. So, after a few weeks went by, it was with great anticipation that I signed up for a massage. I wanted to surprise JB so I booked the time on Friday afternoon as EJ. I figured she might pick up on it, but I wanted at least to have some element of surprise.

Anyway, I was a bit shocked myself when the receptionist showed me into the room that afternoon and told me to get undressed and get situated on the table and Ms. X would be in to see me shortly. Ms. X? Why wasn't JB using her name? With a sense of anticipation, I got undressed and settled on the table. I relaxed, and soon there was a knock on the door. I said, "Come on in," and briefly looked up to see a woman with shoulder length brown hair, with nice curves covered in a tight leather skirt and medium height. It could definitely be JB from this glance. But she was also wearing a leather mask over her face. Again, this was odd, but I didn't want to blow any cover I might have had, so I quickly put my head down, and didn't say anything. The therapist, asked if there was anything in particular I had bothering me. It was a deep, smoky, sexy voice, not quite how my wife speaks but not all that different. I said no that I was in her hands. She said, "Good," and began to pull the blanket down and rubbed the oil into my shoulders. I did notice she wasn't wearing a wedding ring. Was this JB?

The massage was great. Relaxing, strong, hitting all my sore spots. She worked her way through my shoulders and back, she worked my shoulder and knew exactly where to place her elbow in my mid-back. This had to be JB. How else would she know exactly where to massage? I was fully relaxed as she finished with my shoulders and back.

She pulled the sheet over my top half. She started to pull the sheet off my leg and tuck it into the middle of my legs, when I felt a few drops of oil on my butt crack. "Oops," she muttered. "Sorry, about that." I was surprised, but wanted to ease any odd feelings, as I was so relaxed, and said, "No big deal, I am in good hands." With that she used her finger tips to rub the oil in, slowly teasing right up to my asshole. I was surprised, and couldn't help but let out a slight moan as she circled my butt. Was this JB? Was she putting me on?

I was falling deeply into the table, completely relaxed, but now questioning myself as to what was going on. I could feel the fingers deeply finding the small muscles in my butt and getting closer to my privates. I was losing any control I might have had. Slowly, the hands moved further down my leg, rubbing my hamstrings, and continuing into my calf and ankle. My mind stopped over contemplating and just enjoyed.

She finished the leg and readjusted the cover on the other leg, and proceeded in the same manner. Starting so close to my privates, I was semi-aroused and trying hard not to fidget and make myself too obvious. JB had given me massages before but this was something else. Maybe it was the surprise of it, maybe the allure of being at a public facility or the mystery of the mask, but I felt lost in the moment and completely engaged.

As she finished that leg, she untucked the sheet and covered my body. She ran her fingers slowly up from my ankles and she tickled me right between my legs and over my crotch. I nearly jumped. "Okay," she said, "It's time to roll over EJ."

I did as she said, slowly turning over. I was self-conscious of my half-hard cock, but tried to relax. She continued the massage from there as if nothing had happened. Starting at my head and necks, she completely had me melting, half asleep, half conscious. Normally, when I get a massage I keep my eyes closed, but I couldn't help but peaking at this point, and noticed Ms. X had removed her skirt and was standing completely naked from the waist down. I briefly saw the trimmed brown hairs resting on top of her lips. I didn't get the best look, but that seemed just like JB's design. Ms. X saw me and smirked. "It's not nice to peak, EJ," she said. And with that she pulled my hair hard. I literally saw a few stars in my eyes. I was shocked.

Again, without saying anything else, she continued with the massage. This time moving the sheet and starting on my right leg. This time she started on my ankle and worked her way up. She deeply worked her way into my quad and up to my hip flexors and Soaz muscles. She again moved into the small muscles along the inside of the hip flexor. I could feel her fingers in my pubic hair, massaging and teasing at the same time. I was definitely feeling aroused and a little conscious. Slowly, excruciatingly, she stopped and pulled the sheet back over that leg, again teasing my penis with the back of her hand as she moved the sheet over the other leg.

Again, she started at my ankle and worked her way up. She was moving slowly, rubbing deep and I was lost in the feeling of deep worship and relief. As she began to rub those smaller muscles, I thought I heard the door creak open, but wasn't sure. After my hair was pulled before I dared not look. At that moment, her hand slid down and oiled up my balls. I nearly leapt off the table and felt my penis get fully hard. I heard a muffled sound, and looked up to see Ms. X kissing JB hard on the mouth. My penis throbbed.

I was stunned but soon I could feel two hands pulling at my penis, which was now slick with massage oil. JB leaned over and stuck her tongue down my throat, as I felt a tongue, Ms. X, snake around my penis. My head was spinning. I couldn't move. Next think I knew Ms. X had climbed on the table and swiveled around so I was starting at her wide open vagina. I heard JB in my ear, hiss, "Lick it, suck her clit." So, I dived right in. Ms. X was beyond wet, her musk filled my nose and I started to lick her from her anus to her clit. Quickly, I felt JB's tongue touch mine and slowly we tongue kissed along Ms. X's slit. I had never done anything so wild in my life. I heard Ms. X moan and her hips started to buck against our tongues. JB then said, "Tongue her asshole, I know she loves it." My dick seemed to get an inch harder as she said this. As my tongue circled Ms. X's anus, and her screams escalated, my mind was spinning with JB's words. JB had never been with a woman. JB had never talked dirty to me. JB had never stepped out on me. I was turned on, hard, excited, and confused. Despite, my brain, my penis was fully in their control. "That's it EJ stick your tongue up her asshole. Make her squirm. Yeah, get her off." Ms. X was shaking all around my tongue. I flicked her clit with my thumb and it seemed like an electric wave shot through her. Her body was bucking, I could feel her juices covering my face and dripping on my chest. I felt a surge of adrenaline. She was whimpering and making sounds I had never heard before. Was I doing this to her? Wow.

I felt a tongue on my chest and felt JB licking me from my chest up my chin and down my throat. I couldn't believe how hot this was. Immediately, I felt a mouth clamp down on my cock all the way down her throat. Ms. X slowly raised herself up my shaft and hungrily sucked deep again. She seemed ravenous, and I needed to release. I arched my back and started to come. JB whispered in my ear, "I love you. Fill her throat. Now." I just exploded. I have never come so hard. All I felt was my penis shooting and shooting, surrounded by the wet warmth of Ms. X's mouth. I was lost in this moment, and it seemed to last forever.

I looked down and saw Ms. X kissing JB. My Come was on both of their lips. JB almost never swallows my Come, and I felt my dick spasm as I watched. The tips of their tongues were dancing together, and then they were licking each other lips. JB grabbed Ms. X around the waist and pulled her close. They were deeply into each other's kiss. My dick was instantly hard again. I watched as the women unwrapped themselves from each other and JB, who I did not realize was undressed jumped on the table and lowered herself on top of me in one move. She was as wet as I have ever felt her. She was wild. She was riding me hard, quickly. No build up, no romance, this was heat, lust. She was groaning, and then I felt a tongue on my balls. I lunged upwards, and JB screamed. She was bucking harder, grinding her pelvis into me on each downward plunge. "I'm coming. Fuck me, fuck me." I felt Ms. X's tongue move around and I could see her licking JB's asshole. I could feel her tongue on the back of my shaft. "Yes, Yes, right there," JB wailed. This was intense. Then Ms. X slid her tongue down and rimmed my ass. I thrust up and much to my surprise let go with an even larger load deep into JB. I had never come twice in 10 minutes before. I felt electricity between my butt and penis; I was all feeling, all powerful. This was the most intense experience of my life.

JB stopped bucking and laid on top of me, slowly kissing me. Cooing into my mouth. I was shocked, stunned, amazed. I loved her more than I had ever loved her before. I could feel tears on my cheek. I stroked her hair and caressed her butt. The love I was feeling was growing deeper in me; I just kept holding her, feeling her breath calm to a deep rhythm. I looked up and noticed Ms. X was gone. "I love you," I said, as I looked deep into JB's eyes. She smiled and cried some more.

*****

"It started the first week", she said. "Max was showing me the studio, where the supplies were, the staff break room, how they liked to schedule, who the other therapists were, when he took me to a locked room". 'And in here,' he said, 'is our modern security room.' 'We don't want to leave ourselves open to any sort of discrimination suit, and we don't want any pickpockets,' he was saying as he led me into a room, with several high-end monitors and recording devices. I gasped. "Isn't this illegal? Or at least unethical?" I asked. He scoffed. "Everybody signs a waiver when they fill out there initial forms," he said, "and the idea is not to spy, but rather keep tabs that nothing unethical is happening." "But, what about them getting dressed and undressed?" I asked as I watched Suzie rubbing a woman's back. "We gloss over that, but in order to capture the whole process, we need to film everything." I snuck a glance at Suzie now kneading the woman's right glute muscle. Her hands looked strong but she was fluid in her motions. I wanted to have her touch me. I heard Max laugh. "What?" I said. "Lost in thought, eh?" he said. "You will be busy working, but if you want to take your breaks here to watch," he laughed, "that is okay." "No, no, I just, I am not sure how I feel about this," I stammered.

We left the screening room, and I went back to work. For the next few days, I was a jumble of energy, picking up a few random clients, and getting to meet the other therapists. Eventually, I got to meet Suzie, who I saw briefly giving the massage the other day. Suzie was my age, with red hair that came to the middle of her back, which she kept back in a braid, crazy green eyes, and she had a great laugh. We immediately hit it off, as we both had a small kid at home and were trying to balance family and work. Eventually in talking business we discussed trading massages. The next day, we set it up for me to give her a massage.

That night, I dreamt of massaging Suzie. I could feel the tension in her shoulders, the stress kept in her low back. I sensed the wickedness in her spirit and longed to caress her lily white skin. I woke flushed and reached over for my husband's penis, still flaccid but eager to grow in my hot hand. As I stroked him awake and felt his pulse thru his dick, all I could think of was touching Suzie. I have never dreamed of touching a woman before. I need to feel him go off as I tease his perineum as if I am dipping my finger into Suzie's hot pussy. I am torn and twisted in combining these two actions. I feel myself dripping as I played through reality and the dream in my head.

Later, I entered the massage room, as Suzie was settling into the table with her head resting in the cradle. "All right," I said, "should I light the incense and candles?," joking around. She laughed. I pulled the sheet down her back, and saw a beautiful Crescent Moon with Venus tattoo on her left clavicle. "That's gorgeous," I said. "The detail and simplicity is great." "Thanks," Suzie said, "You mean you didn't see it on the monitor the other day?" I started. "Um, no, I just saw you at work the other day." "How do you feel about the monitoring system?" I asked. "At first, I was taken aback," she said, "but, now I actually love it. I mean usually I see nothing, but you should see X in action. She gives a great massage and I've learned a lot from her. Plus, she has a style you just have to see."

I continued to knead Suzie's back and worked my way to her legs and butt. What did she mean by the comment about X? X was another woman who looked a lot like me. Dark hair to her shoulders, medium height, good sized chest, glasses. We could have been sisters. I heard Suzie sigh, as I worked her left butt cheek. "You are going to make me purr, if you keep that up." "Okay," I responded as I applied a little more pressure to the muscle. I felt her relax even more and to my surprise she spread her legs a little wider. I worked the inside of her thighs feeling the soft pliant flesh, longing to touch higher, but restraining myself. Drily, I asked, "Please, roll over."

I was excited. She seemed to take her time, as she rolled onto her back. I stole a quick glance at Suzie's breasts as she rolled over. They were a perfect handful, and as she got settled her nipples poked through the thin sheet. I had given thousands of massages before, but never had been turned on like this before. Suzie was definitely a looker and though I had massaged Redheads before, something about her pale skin and long, fiery hair had me mesmerized. In order to get my mind back to the massage I asked, "What is special about her technique?" "Who's? X's?," Suzie said. "You really need to watch for yourself- she actually likes people watching- but it is really kind of sexy and draws upon some different aspects." "Sexy?" I whispered, though I thought I was thinking it to myself. "Yeah," Suzie said, opening her eyes and staring into mine with a green fire, "she really gets into what she is doing and kind of loses herself into the art of the massage. I don't know if you know but she only massages women, and sometimes, they let her cross the line." I gasped. "I know she has with me," Suzie let out. Suzie never stopped staring into my eyes and I could see her lightly lick her lips as she said this. They were green with a glint of grey. I quickly glanced away.

My mind was spinning, as my hands kneaded Suzie's neck. I had never even kissed a woman before, and what was I getting into. I was definitely turned on from this conversation and Suzie was making my heart race. No, I was a professional, and thought, we were two professionals sharing advice and gossip, I couldn't cross that line. What was going on in this business? I felt weak. "Snap too", I thought, as I started to work on Suzie's legs.

Her skin was so fair as I worked into her thighs. Again, I heard her sigh as I worked the inner muscles and her legs seemed to open slightly. I felt weak, confused, hot. I felt my heart beating faster in my chest. This was crazy, I told myself as I starting working on her other leg. I looked up to see Suzie looking at me with a wicked smile on her face. Her eyes felt like they were seeing into my brain. She seemed to be urging me on without saying anything. I moved my hands as if in a trance, and saw myself reaching under the sheets and slowly touching her outer lips and pubic hair. Now, she really started to purr, and I just had to look, had to see her Red pubes. They were coppery, an even deeper red than the hair on her head. I could feel her moisture, her heat. I didn't know what to do. This was new to me. I was focused on her pubic hair, and now realized I was inches from her vagina with my face. What was this? Oh, god what about Eric? He wouldn't believe this? Was this cheating if I was with another woman? "Go on, kiss it," Suzie whispered, bringing me back to right now. "Please!"

I slowly inched forward, I could smell her musk. It was intoxicating, I knew I needed to taste her. Oh, my, that first touch, with my lips on hers, the silky wetness, the liquid rush. I felt insatiable, I needed to do this. I needed to open her up. I needed to lick her pussy. "I don't know what I am doing," I said. "Keep doing that, let your mind go." "I love your Red vagina," I said, as I licked all the way up to her clit, which I kissed into my mouth. I was empowered, I was lost in Suzie's essence. I could feel her juices trickling onto my chin, I licked it up, and brought my finger to her entry. "Oh, yes, that's it," she hissed. "Finger fuck me like a good girl." I stuck my middle finger inside, I had never felt something so warm and smooth before. Not even my own vagina. This was awesome. I quickly added my index finger and was picking up my rhythm, rubbing her inside reaching along her front wall for her G spot, while using my tongue to lick her clit. I was into this. I wanted Suzie to get off on my hand and tongue. I could feel my own juices dripping down my leg, as Suzie's belly was rolling in time with my touch. I have never been this in time with somebody sexually before, not even Eric. I could feel her ecstasy rolling through her hips, her energy flowed from within her folds, I flattened my tongue and slowly moved from her opening toward her clit. I could feel Suzie's hips rise to meet my movement, I could see the orgasm rush through her as she rolled into me. I could feel the juices covering my fingers, as I lapped up all that I could. I needed to be filled by her. This was amazing.

I had lost track of everything else, but was right here with her, when her scream wakened me to the room around us, and I remembered we were in the massage room, and that we were on camera. "Oh my god," I shouted, "oh my god." "Do you think somebody was watching?" I asked embarrassed. "Maybe," said Suzie, "I hope they enjoyed the show." "That blew my mind. Are you sure you've never done that before?" She said as she pulled me close and kissed me. Her breath was sweet, her lips soft, it was like kissing the morning dew. I felt the beginnings of an orgasm. The tip of her tongue traced my lips and I met it with my own tongue. I could barely stand as I came hard as we kissed. My head was spinning, as I quickly needed to flee.

***

I didn't realize what I was doing, but I ran straight to the video room, where I was surprised to find Ms. X sitting calmly in the main director's chair. I tried to act non-chalantly, but I quickly realized I was out of breath, my hair a complete mess, and I smelled like sex, like pussy. I stammered, "Oh, hi, what are you doing here?" Ms. X took her time to speak, she looked deep into my eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "You are lovely. That was a great thing you did for Suzie, I could see that you were deeply attuned to her needs and it was instinctive. That is a gift."

I could not look away for X. I was completely confused, but in her eyes I found some calm and resolve. "Thank you," I finally stammered, "but I am not sure how I feel right now." She made a small smile, and said, "would it be okay if I give you a hug. Nothing sexual, just a hug." I instinctively reached for her and she just let me hold her for several minutes. I felt a tear finally trickle down my cheek. As I began to let go, I realized that I had found a soul mate, somebody that I could just share life and its experiences with, somebody in whom I could trust and open up completely too. Not somebody to replace Eric, but a woman, a female presence, to whom I could maybe reflect on experiences unavailable to Eric. A person to help maybe bridge those gaps with Eric and actually bring us closer as well.

"So, that is the basic background. Believe it or not, I have only cheated on you the one time with Suzie. I had not actually experienced sex with X until this afternoon with you. All that information, all that dirty talk, is just from being with her and even observing a few of her sessions."

"Honey, I love you," I said, "and this is in many ways a dream come true, but it is going to take a while to make sense of what this means. I am ecstatic you are happy at work, and that you have made some incredible connections. I don't believe I have a problem with your session with Suzie, and I want to support you. I just hope we can be open with each other as to what this means for us moving forward, and what is acceptable and what is not."

I glanced at JB, as we pulled to a stop light. She was glowing. She seemed lighter. She had a slight smile, maybe similar to the way X looked that day with Jill. "This is a journey for us and only us," she said. She put her hand in my mine.