The minutes go by and while waiting my mind reworks the phone call, making me even more nervous, not so much for the fact itself, but for having let myself be managed by a masseuse and having supinely accepted her decision without being able to reply, when normally it is I who make others accept mine.
In order not to think about what happened and to further ruin my evening, I decide to take a warm and relaxing shower, also because I am curious to try my new vanilla bath foam.
I enter the cabin, pour the liquid on my hands and start soaking slowly to enjoy the moment.
My hands slide all over my body, I find myself caressing my breasts, hips, thighs.
The water, slipping quickly on me, relaxes me; with my fingers I retrace the small rivulets that flow on the skin; I like the heat and I like to caress myself, it starts to excite me, making me feel a crazy craving.
I caress my neck, my shoulders... going down I welcome in the palms of my hands my breasts, I caress them, with my thumbs I caress my nipples now swollen, I start to squeeze them between my fingers, producing that pain mixed pleasure.
I go back to stroking my breasts... I like it...
My fingers go down along my hips, I caress my buttocks, a slow, anti-clockwise rotating movement, from the inside I see the outside.
I feel wide, warm, excited.
I start soaping the mount of Venus, smooth as a 5 year old girl's.
My pussy's claiming. I caress it, my fingertips run along its edges, slowly I reach the little button that rises up between her big lips, I touch it. I turn my middle finger around it.
The breath becomes labored.
The hand goes down caressing me all over, I massage myself from bottom to top, and every time it goes up I touch the clit, radiating shivers of pleasure.
I caress my hips converging my hands on the bottom of my back, I caress my buttocks flooding them and immediately a trickle of hot water channels itself tickling my orifices.
I put one hand back on the pubis, slipping quickly downwards to reach with my fingers until the beginning of the anal groove. I go back up, caressing the lips, return to the clitoris, start to play with it, I pick it up between the index finger and the thumb, I twirl it between the fingers, I change movement going up and down as if I were sawing off a little dick.

Laura apologizes but she had a big problem and asked me to replace her, and if it's okay with you, here I am."
Inebetied by that smile I let her enter the house without saying a word, I close the door behind me and watch her with admiration.
She is beautiful, a bit petite but very well proportioned with a beautiful physique, evidently sculpted from years of gym.
I try to recover and with a falsely indifferent air I begin:
"Excuse me for the way I'm welcoming you, but I was in the shower! I'm practically naked! ”.
He looks at me and says
"well, you should have stripped anyway, don't worry, everything's fine."
"Okay, I'll show you the way. Come on in. Let's go in the living room. "
I'll take her into the living room and invite her to sit on the large white couch.
We sit not too close together, I offer her a cigarette and we start chatting a little bit.
The conversation is pleasant, she tells me about her and her professional experiences, I let her talk without interrupting her even if I do not find particular interest in what she says, but I like listening to her, her voice is relaxing, warm, sensual.
She wears a white blouse that shows off her beautiful breasts, not particularly big but firm, a wide skirt hides her legs, skiing her visible only the thin and slender ankles that leave the imagination with beautiful firm and slender legs.
When the cigarette is finished, she asks me if I still want the massage by pointing at the table in the middle of the salon and invites me to lie down.
I smile at her, get up from the couch and head towards the lounger, but before I lie down I activate myself to create the right atmosphere.
In the meantime Miriam asks me where I can change, I point to the bathroom door and she says her bag and disappears by closing the door behind her.
I light the candles, turn off some lights and start the CD, the air fills with scents and the music starts to spread.
Once the work is finished, I lie down on the sponge cloth, close my eyes and wait for his return.
After a few seconds I hear her coming, she's wearing only a white blouse, I don't see the white blouse and the long skirt anymore, two beautifully turned and firm legs are beautifully on display, considering that the gown rigor only the hips.
She approaches the bed and I let myself take off my robe while remaining completely naked.
"Congratulations, madam, you have a beautiful body."

...
The massage undergoes a variant that increases my excitement.
The thumbs no longer work on the lower part of the buttocks, but on the central part, obscenely enlarging the buttocks, which leaves my sphincter impudently visible to Miriam's eyes.
I'm getting more and more excited, I realize that I'm dripping moods, I have a crazy desire to touch myself, to feel something penetrating me. My thoughts accompany the slow movement of my body. With each step I instinctively arch my pelvis to better offer my intimacy.
The synchrony of my movements with those of the masseuse facilitates the enlargement of the buttocks and a thrill of pleasure runs through my back, the feeling that something has touched my sphincter.
I don't understand if it is my excitement that materializes the fantasy or if something really touches me.
I don't know, but I like it, I want it back.
Miriam slowly continues to massage and widen her buttocks and I with each step in arches more and more.... the message is clear, my pussy is a lake, it shines with moods.
Again... an exciting tickle touches my little rose, it's driving me crazy. but I still don't know if I'm dreaming or if it's reality.
I'm eavesdropping, arching my back and obscenely offering my ass in the hope that something will happen.
The light touch of her hair slips on my hips, with the delicacy of a butterfly's wings caressing my back, I feel the warmth of her breath on my back slowly descending along my spine.
Miriam's massages become more sensual, her hands stop on my buttocks and spread them out.
I have no more inhibitory brakes, I'm dying to be licked, I arch my back even more, offering myself completely to her; a fresh breath awakens the senses, I feel it slowly descend from the coccyx towards the anus, and then continue to the big lips.
A rale of pleasure breaks the silence, I bite my lips, stupidly I don't want her to notice it... who knows why..., I am so arched that the pubis is lifted from the cot at least ten centimeters, I have my eyes closed, my mouth half open and I squeeze between my fists the sheet of the cot to contain the excitement.

I'm so wet. I want those hands between my thighs, I'm not afraid to expose myself anymore.
I want to but I don't know. I'm afraid.
I've never thought of another woman like that before! Maybe it was the situation, me naked on the bed, her dressed only in an apron. I opened my thighs a little bit, to find some coolness. Maybe she noticed the small movement, since she immediately started to massage my legs.
Her hands began to massage the whole thigh, with each step her fingers getting closer and closer.
Suddenly, as if by accident, I felt a small touch on her pussy. Then it didn't happen again, and I was wondering if she had really done it, or if I had dreamt it. After a few minutes, again! Evidently in the heat of the moment, her hands were slipping... But now I WANTED her to do it! So I spread my legs gaudily: I could always say I did it to make it easier for her. I was a little afraid to do it, because I thought she didn't know what she was doing, and I was afraid of her reaction. How wrong I was! Start massaging me. More and more sensual.
She could feel it quivering. That I wanted to be fucked by those hands.
The touches repeat themselves. They're more and more decisive, less random.
I'm getting wetter and wetter, slightly arching my back to better offer myself.
Now she's touching me, starting to touch me from top to bottom.
Now everything is clear, the fears are gone and the excitement overwhelms me.
My hands hold the cloth, sighs have turned into moans of pleasure and my body bows obscenely, widening the groove between my buttocks in the hope of being fully enjoyed.
It touches my anus.
He comes down and starts to stick his finger inside me. I was going crazy. But I didn't want to move.
He starts teasing my clitoris and rubbing it hard. I wanted his tongue now. I spread my legs even wider and still lying on my stomach, arching my pelvis even more so that my pussy was at face height. She licks it. He's fucking me with his tongue. He penetrates me and then licks it. With his fingers he's pushing my clitoris and keeps on penetrating me with that beautiful tongue.
He turns me around, raises me and spreads my legs, puts his face between my thighs and licks me, making small circles around the clitoris. I grab it with my hands by the head, and I push it against my pubis. I'm in ecstasy. She knew exactly what she had to do. I've never been licked so well!
Too much for me, I can't stand it and a river of moods pour into her mouth.