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I [42M, married] seduced my licensed massage therapist [50’s F] in her office
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I work out, travel, and hike a lot, and I have a high-stress position, so I love to get massages. And not at handjob parlors; not my thing. I go to legit, licensed massage therapists who know what they’re doing. And I’m picky!

A few years back, I found a great therapist. She was incredibly intuitive. After my first two sessions with her, I never even bothered to tell her where to focus on. She would know what kind of workouts I had been doing and what to focus on just by feel. She even preferred to work with the lights almost totally off so she could operate entirely by feel. It was truly impressive.

And she was hot. She was older than I am; probably early 50’s. Blonde, and in really good shape. C cups, possibly bigger, a pretty slim waist, and a nice ass. And she just about always wore yoga pants and a tight top to show it off.

She was pretty outgoing, and so am I. So we usually talked quite a bit during our sessions… at least when I wasn’t in some sort of relaxed quasi-trance from how good she was. I learned that she had moved to my area recently from the Midwest after a divorce. She was sweet; half hippie and half ditzy blonde, though I got the impression that she had a conservative upbringing and was still finding herself. She was dating around, and I was shocked to learn that she was having a hard time finding a guy. Despite being a fun conversationalist and very attractive, she always complained about how hard it was to find a decent guy.

While we talked, I always complimented her subtly — and said how incredulous I was that she wasn’t finding guys — and asked for updates on her dating life, her craziest stories as an LMT, etc. But I never pushed things too hard. She hadn’t expressed any particular interest in me, and I didn’t want to cross any boundaries and lose her as a therapist. She was really good.

I went to her about once every month or two for over a year. We continued to talk, and I always told her that my boring marriage made me super interested in her dating life. I don’t remember exactly how we got to the topic, but while I was face down, she admitted that she couldn’t find a guy who valued sensuality and made her feel wanted in a way that was important to her. I thought hard about it, and decided to take a risk. I told her that I had similar problems in my marriage, and I admitted that I had stepped out a few times because I craved intimacy and passion. She was surprised… she giggled and said something to the effect of “it’s always the guys you’d never suspect.” As I turned face up, I took things a little further: I told her that I didn’t know if she’d ever consider having a thing with a married guy, but that I was definitely interested in her. Of course this made me rock hard as I said it. She blushed hard and giggled… she stammered a bit and said that I had definitely given her something to think about.

I could tell from her massage that she had clearly lost her concentration. I thought that was probably a good thing.

I told her that she was gorgeous, fun, sensual, and that I couldn’t believe there wasn’t a guy around who could give her what she needed. I could barely se where in the darkened room, but she was smiling soooo broadly and beet red. She said that she had always found me hot, but didn’t want to get too flirty while working. And I, of course, was pitching a huge tent under the thin sheet between us now.

She eventually realized she was way over our session time and she nervously wound things down. She said we should go get drinks sometime soon to “explore the possibilities.” I liked that.

She excused herself to let me get dressed, which I did. She knocked and came back in after a few minutes or two, closing the door behind her. Still flustered and giggly. I was dressed and standing. After I paid her on Zelle with my phone, I looked up at her... And I asked her if I could kiss her. She nodded. I put my phone down and pinned her up against the wall. We kissed, and I caressed her face. Gradually, my hands found her breasts, her hips, the inside of her thighs, which were hot and humid. My cock was absolutely aching in my jeans.

After a few minutes like that, I held her hips and guided them toward the massage table, and lifted her onto it. I took off her top as we looked at each other. No bra. She was smiling and shaking her head. She said she had never done anything like this in her office. And then I laid her back and peeled off her yoga pants. No panties. I spread her legs and knelt down… and put my tongue on her very wet clit… and, soon, two fingers in her cute little pussy. I was obviously the last appointment of the day, but she was still nervous doing this in her office. So I took my time. Gradually, her hands found my hair, and she pulled my face into her pussy and clenched her thighs around me as she held back her moans and shook around me as she came. It was so. Fucking. Hot.

After letting her come down, I brought my face to her and whispered in her ear, making sure that some of the wetness from my lips touched her. “I absolutely need to fuck you. May I?” I looked in her eyes and she nodded, smiled, and bit her lip. I laughed and said that this whole situation was so hot that I would probably take about three seconds, so I wanted her to promise me a second chance after we eventually got drinks. She laughed and said “sure”.

I pulled her body down toward the end of the table, and made her turn around and put her feet on the floor so I could fuck her from behind. She complied, and spread her legs. I stroked my cock against her wet slit a few times, then pushed inside her. She was so warm and so wet. She arched her back a bit and looked back at me with a devious grin. I grabbed her hips and started thrusting. My prediction of three seconds wasn’t far off the mark. I pulled her hips against mine and groaned hard as I came deep inside her. I could feel rope after rope of cum shooting right up against her cervix. It was incredibly hot.

We kissed as we got cleaned up and dressed and she kept giggling and repeating how she had never done anything like that and how hot and spontaneous it all was. We texted as I drove home and planned when to have drinks… and we did. We ended up going out and meeting at her place several times. Fun. Was. Had.

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