The Masseuse. Marianne Brun

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      Once inside the darkened massage room, Jasmine started to show Jade how to touch a man. In her flowered lingerie and high heels, she stood at the side of the table and starting with his imaginary shoulders, she worked her way down his back. She slid her hands to his waist and put them on either side of the table. Jade saw Jasmine caress his sides.

      “I spend ages on their asses.” Jasmine rubbed the space where his buttocks would have been then brought her hands together. “They love getting their balls teased.” She kneaded the air. “Their waists usually rise at this point to accommodate their erections.”

      A knock on the door made Jasmine stand and turn. When it opened to Sasha, Jade’s stomach lurched. The manageress’s smile let her know something was up. “We’re in luck, girls. Hideki is here. He doesn’t mind Jade watching as long as she’s naked.”

      Jasmine smiled. Her eyes twinkled when she looked at Jade. “He’s my oldest regular. The poor man is in love.”

      Sasha’s laughed. “That’s for sure. He wants an hour, Jasmine.”

      “How did he know I was here?” Jasmine smiled. “You told him?”

      “He wanted me to. Couldn’t stand the idea of missing an opportunity. I’ll send him up.” Then Sasha was gone.

      When Jasmine looked at Jade again, her laugh was sweet. “Don’t look so worried. All you have to do is sit and watch. I’ll do the rest.”

      A middle-aged man with dark, lank hair lying flat on his head came to the door. Jasmine was beside him straight away. He was only a few inches taller than her. She moved just as she had danced the day before, her body like a leaf on a breeze, and entwined her hand in his. The moment a client looked at her, Jasmine seemed to forget everything else. Jade could tell she loved the attention and noticed the way this client—Hideki—stood taller in her grasp. Hideki’s shoulders moved back, and his smile made the brown eyes behind his gray glasses shine. With Jasmine beside him, he seemed much more certain of himself.

      When they came back from showering together, Jade stood by the door, waiting for instructions. Hideki had a towel wrapped around his waist. He nodded to Jasmine. Jade tried to hold back her surprise when Jasmine went to her and slid the thin strap off her shoulders. She pulled the fabric down, and Jade held her breath from the closeness of her. She expected to feel Jasmine’s breasts rubbing against her skin. Jasmine’s were small, but the areola and nipples were spectacular in their moist brightness. They took up the surface of her breasts and begged to be touched.

      Hideki’s towel dropped to reveal his erection as he watched Jasmine kneel in front of Jade and pull her g-string down. Her breath fell on Jade’s sex, and Jade swallowed a lump in her throat.

      Jasmine stood and gently eased Jade into the chair behind her. She glanced back at Hideki, who smiled. Then, like a falling feather, she skimmed Jade’s breast with her hand, which landed on Jade’s knee. With a gentle pressure, she separated Jade’s legs.

      Jade was too surprised to resist, but by the time Hideki was lying on the massage table and Jasmine stood to caress his back, she had eased into the posture, reclining slightly on the chair with her legs parted to let in air and Hideki’s gaze.

      She watched Jasmine touch his back. She moved her hands down to his buttocks, which he lifted. She caressed it in circles and then moved downward between his legs. Her fingers were a short breadth away from his balls. His body was slick with oil. She teased him. He raised his ass to her again, which made Jade think he would be impatient in bed, moving his penis for himself and not the woman.

      She caressed the inside of his legs while she moved down the table. Once by his feet, she rubbed upward. She lifted her knee onto the table and the other one followed, so she kneeled by his toes.

      Jade leaned forward in her chair, wondering what Jasmine was doing. As she felt the air move up her legs, Hideki smiled.

      With her hands on Hideki’s legs, Jasmine slid upward so she sat between his thighs. One knee was near his balls and she brought her other knee to the edge of the table. She looked like a horse rider, only it was his leg she was resting on. Jasmine’s upper body lowered and arms went on either side of him.

      Jasmine moved downward, her neck almost making contact with his buttocks, and rubbed her breasts on his ass. Then those wonderful nipples moved up his back. She angled herself to the right and her breasts caressed him in circles, and then she brought them to his other side. It was like watching a very sexy break dancer, connecting every part of her body with the naked man beneath her. Every now and again, she would bring her crotch back to his leg as she teased his balls. Jade wondered if Jasmine would be wet.

      Jasmine couldn’t have seen Jade’s lips part. She seemed to be concentrating on the movement of her body until eventually she sat up. “Turn around, Hideki.” Her voice was silky smooth.

      She rose slightly as he turned and then lowered herself on his leg. Her back arched. It was obvious she pressed down on him. She poured oil on his stomach. This simple gesture was erotic even before she leaned forward and rubbed his chest, his stomach and thighs.

      His penis tightened—Jade could see it in the slight movement upward. Jasmine lowered her body, her slim ass up in the air. She held his penis and rubbed its tip on her nipples. Then she moved upward and slid on his chest, his penis squashed between their stomachs.

      Hideki’s hands were on the table, lying on either side of her ass. Jade could see by the clenching fingers he wanted to touch Jasmine and wondered if he would’ve tried to hold her if there was no witness. Would he usually be able to feel the smooth silkiness of her skin and pretend they were fucking?

      She saw Jasmine rub her breasts on his penis again and thought she could never do that, but she knew she had to. It was expected. “You touch them,” Caroline had told her, but she never said in what way.

      Jasmine finished her slide and sat up. She wiggled her ass so Jade knew Hideki had to feel her ridges. Jade saw a hint of the smile Jasmine threw at Hideki as she moved her hands up his thighs to his penis. She started to stroke it with gentle ease at first then built up speed, though still taking her time. There was no urgency in her movements. Jasmine’s lips parted and she licked the lower one, leaving her mouth wet and sultry. She looked as if she enjoyed the feel of him.

      She tightened her fingers around his erection and Hideki’s body tensed. His head moved back and his eyes closed as she went faster while her hips moved up and down his leg. He grasped the table when he came. His chest shuddered and his toes reached for the sky.

      She didn’t release him, only slowed down. Little gasps came from him. Once he was still and silent, she moved her hands away, and with one easy movement she was off the table. She got tissues and cleaned his stomach as he lay with a grin on his face. Jasmine winked at Jade. Before she followed Hideki into the shower, she smiled and, with a flick of the wrist, said, “So that’s it,” as if she’d just taught how to bake apple pie. Then she left the room, leaving Jade to dress alone with shaky hands.

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      Jade was even more scared after Jasmine’s alluring demonstration. The doorbell rang three more times but she refused to go. She told Sasha she was too nervous after the Italian, but it was Jasmine, with her easy swaying body, and the memory of her sliding up and down the naked man that threw her. The idea that the body slide was expected of her kept her rooted to the spot.

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