My house at the New Jersey shore was flooded by the great hurricane Sandy of 2012. Highlands had seven feet of water when the tide came in which was enough to flood almost every one of the thirteen hundred buildings in town. My house was elevated about four feet from the ground which was enough to protect me from hurricane flooding the year before. With Sandy, there were twenty eight inches of water that filled the first floor of the house and caused more than one hundred thousand dollars of damage. Fortunately, I had good insurance and a law degree which resulted in an equitable payout from my insurance company. It took a year and a half to renovate and then elevate the house another five feet. During that time, I was fortunate to have friends who took me in and loaned me their homes when they were away. I made good decisions when making the renovations and my house was improved for the effort. My friends declared that the hurricane had been a blessing. I did my best to see it that way as well but there was a definite reduction in my sexual life during that period.
When all was done and I was fully moved back into the house, I decided to post an ad in Craigslist offering a free massage for a woman. There were three women who responded and came for massage. Two of them resulted in memorable stories.
Barbara was a mid-fifties divorcee living alone at the Jersey shore in a high rise building so she had not been impacted much by the hurricane beyond the lengthy power outage. She was very straightforward in her request using elevated vocabulary and I sensed that she was a professional of some type. She wanted a 9 AM appointment and I coaxed her into coming at 10 AM to give me time to turn into a person. Many a year I awoke to the alarm at 4:30 AM for work and I didn’t have to do that anymore, so I took all of the clocks out of the bedroom. I woke up when I was done sleeping and that was that.
We made a plan for the next day and I was looking forward to having some female company even if it didn’t become sexual. When Barbara arrived at the door, I was very pleased to see a beautiful athletic woman with long blond hair secured in a bun. She had some mid-level additional weight but she carried it well. She also had a very open smile, but there was a business side that I sensed behind that smile. We talked about the massage and I encouraged her to be totally naked so that nothing distracted my hands as I moved her energy. She preferred to be draped and I agreed so as to help her feel comfortable. I wore just light shorts.
I led Barbara to the massage room and left her alone to get ready. She called for me when she was prepared and I returned to the room. The draped towel covered about half of her body revealing muscular shoulders. I began the massage the usual way with my hands connecting to her chi at the lumbar region. I could feel that there was some deep passion in her as well as inner conflicts. When I was mostly finished with the back and shoulders, I asked if she were a swimmer because of the developed muscles. Barbara informed me that she had done mixed martial arts.
Both of my children had earned black belts in Tai Kwan Do before they were out of high school and I had a good understanding of the capabilities of people who have those skills. Now I readily understood how this woman could be brave enough to be naked in my house. If I did something she didn’t like, she could kick or punch teeth from my head. I decided then that this would be a strictly therapeutic massage.
When I asked Barbara to turn over, she didn’t cover the chest area, exposing lovely breasts which I determined were store bought. I commented on how nice looking they were and she replied, “It was my present to myself after birthing three children.” Looked like a great present to me!
We continued the massage for the hour and I sensed that Barbara had really enjoyed the experience, fully relaxing onto the table. She also seemed invigorated which was not uncommon when I released bound up energy that was now able to be used. She thanked me and departed and I figured that I wouldn’t see her again.
Late afternoon on that same day, I received an email from Barbara expressing gratitude for the good massage. She wondered though why I didn’t make any move to “cross the line.” This was a surprising email and I was excited by the prospect of doing more with this athletic woman. I replied that it was my basic policy not to do anything beyond therapeutic massage in the first session (which wasn’t exactly true, but certainly true if you had a black belt!) Barbara asked about making another appointment and paying for the massage. She also wanted it to be ninety minutes.
My smile widened at the prospect of sex and money from such a lovely woman and I thanked my stars for the gift! Barbara made an appointment for three days later but now that she was paying, I had to accept the 9 AM timeframe upon which she insisted. I knew I would need to set the alarm on my phone for that morning to make sure that I was fully prepared for whatever would come.
For this session, I escorted Barbara to the massage room to get herself ready and use the draped towel. I was surprised when I arrived in the room and discovered a completely naked woman on the table. “You were right, the draping’s just stupid and gets in the way. I’ll never need that again. Thank you for helping me realize it.” I was happy to see that she had developed a new attitude already.
The massage itself was much like the first session for an hour. By this point Barbara was face up with all of her sexual parts readily available to me. I had never played with breast implants before and so I asked about her sensations. She declared that it was much as before with good nerve ending reactions, but now she felt sexier with the beautifully formed C cups. I was more than happy to put my wet lips on the nipples to suck and nibble on them while one of my hands gently graced her inner thighs. My own arousal happened easily.
I felt some moisture beginning to flow from the pussy and I pressed my hand flat against the space to gain some of that moisture on my hand. Barbara spread her legs wider for me and I split the labia to expose the already swollen clit. I sensed that she was a romantic at heart and so I refrained from any strong or aggressive actions, staying in the tender zone to generate affection and perhaps a sense of a boyfriend or a date.
I moved my head down to her pussy and gently licked the clit while a middle finger stimulated the sensitive opening of the pussy. Barbara was moaning and massaging her breasts freely. I applied more pressure with my lips on the pubic bone as I pushed my middle finger inside. I discovered that she had two G spots. One on either side of the pussy, back and upward against the pubic bone. When I gently massaged the one, she squeezed her legs together and orgasmed. I knew that the strong leg muscles would come together for that moment and I prepared my hand for the pressure.
Before she had much time to recover, I discovered the second spot and seriously worked that area while I breathed hot air onto the clit, gently licking it with the tip of my tongue. The second orgasm came with lots of heavy breathing and arching of her back. She exhaled deeply, relaxing her body back onto the table.
I let her adjust for a minute before inserting two thick fingers into the orgasmic pussy to give her a sense of fullness. I began to thrust in and out simulating a cock in fucking mode. I simultaneously returned my hot wet mouth to the nipples that were hard and reaching for the ceiling. I sensed that the thrusting movement was intensely stimulating, so I didn’t let up but just continued until I felt her pussy squeeze hard against my hand thereby assisting a third release.
It seemed that Barbara was ready to be done and I slowly let my hand withdraw like a spent cock. She pushed out another huge exhale saying, “Thank you.” At no time did she touch me or reach for my cock. I accepted that this would be a pleasant servicing of a hot woman, but not any penetration from me. I was happy and didn’t need that experience to feel that I was having a great sexual experience. I gained delightful satisfaction and pleasure from discovering what made her orgasm.
I did some cranial work and Reiki to get her mind to relax as much as her body. I balanced the energy and removed “stuff” from the brain, like defragging the hard drive on a computer. Barbara remained on the table for a few minutes after I finished. I sensed that she was enjoying the space where I had taken her body and mind and was reluctant to leave that locale.
She arose energetically and with purpose declaring, “That was great. Plan on seeing me every couple of weeks at this same time.” I was happy to accept the proposal as she redressed herself for the outside world. I knew that she was a woman of economic comfort and had likely had regular massages for years.
We continued this pattern of bi-monthly sessions and I came to learn more about her. Barbara was currently dating two men who were about my age. One was in New Jersey and the other in Connecticut. Neither knew of the other, but both were able to provide her with entertainment on weekends. She frequently played golf and I helped relax those well-developed shoulders so that her game improved.
At no time did Barbara ever touch me other than hugs and friendly kisses at the door. Our sessions remained in the status of me serving her needs and desires which was fine. I discovered various ways of making her orgasm and those were pleasant times for both of us. She always departed relaxed and rejuvenated.
About four months into our sessions, Barbara sent an email declaring that she was taking a “sexual hiatus.” I wrote back that I understood what she meant, but couldn’t envision ever taking that step myself. I asked about the reason and she informed me that she wanted sex to be meaningful and only wanted to engage sexually when she was in love. I sensed that she had finally determined which of the two men would be her love.
She continued the sessions for another couple of months without any sexual activity just as we had begun our time together. It was now coming on to Winter and she was going to be in Florida so that golf could be a regular activity and not be affected by the weather. She bid me a pleasant farewell and thanks during our last session. I wished good fortune with her man and golf life. I couldn’t tell which was more important. I knew that I would miss that beautiful body and exploring sexuality with her.