Page 94 of Indecent Ventures

At the allocated time, I quietly slip into her massage room. Jade is on her stomach with her face resting down in the round face cradle. The entire back of her body is exposed with the exception of her ass, which is covered by a towel. She is long and luscious. Her body is utter perfection.

Miguel quietly exits and closes the door behind him without Jade noticing. I add a bit of oil to my hands and start kneading her lower back, slowly working my way up to her neck and shoulders.

She moans, “Hmm, Miguel, your hands are amazing.”

I can’t help but smile.

I move on to her legs, starting at her feet and then up to her thighs. When I work on the left side, I get fairly high up on her inner thigh, but on the right, I brush by her pussy.

She stiffens for a moment but doesn’t otherwise move.

I remove the towel and begin massaging her ass. Damn she has an exquisite ass. It fits in my hands so perfectly. I’m dying to get in there. My cock is pushing hard against my bathing suit, begging to be freed and to slip inside her.

I spread her legs a bit, and she allows it. I rub her inner thighs, working my way to her center. This time, I run my fingers through her lips. She’s wet. Very wet. And she doesn’t flinch.

I slide two fingers into her, and she lets out a loud moan. “Yes, Miguel, like that.”

I probably should be pissed, but I’m too turned on to care in the moment.

I push deeper into her, hitting the spot I’ve become intimately acquainted with. The one that’s making her grip the sheets on the massage table and rotate her hips.

“Oh fuck, Miguel, that’s the right spot. Stay there.”

I’m plunging in and out at a fast pace. With my other fingers, I apply pressure to her clit, which is swollen and throbbing to the touch.

She’s getting louder and louder, pushing herself onto my fingers more and more aggressively, practically riding them.

“Oh god, Miguel, I’m coming.” I feel her tighten around my fingers as she drenches my hands with her come.

She’s no longer moving her body but is breathing loudly. Her face is still buried in the cradle. “Collin, get inside me. Now.”

In my best Spanish accent, I say, “It’s Miguel.”

She lets out a laugh. “It hasn’t been Miguel for fifteen minutes.”

In my normal voice, I ask, “When did you know?”

She lifts her head, turns it, and smiles at me. “The second your hands touched me.” She looks at me with pure heat in her eyes. “Collin, I’d know your hands anywhere. They’reverydistinct. Now why don’t you oil them up a bit more and get them back on my body where they belong.”

Leaning on her elbow, she nods at my obvious erection and bites her lip. “It’s my turn to give you a massage. The oil might help with that.”

I trace my fingertips along one side of her body. Goosebumps appear everywhere. I can see her breasts now. I brush my fingers over them. Her nipples immediately harden at my touch. I continue to move my hands all over her body until I reach the crack in her ass, applying a bit of pressure. “Oil is good fora lotof things.”

She takes a deep breath. She rolls over onto her back and then sits up. She grabs the waistband of my bathing suit and pulls me closer to her. Just before our lips meet, she whispers, “Okay.”

I pause for a moment, letting that sink in. “Okay?”

She visibly swallows but then nods.

“Are you sure?”

She breathes close to my mouth, “Yes. I want to experience it for the first time with you. I know you’ll take care of me.”

I bend and close the distance between us, rubbing my lips against her soft ones. Teasing them, but not yet sealing them over hers.

All of a sudden, there’s a loud knock at the door. We hear Miguel shouting, “Señor, your hour is up.”

I lift and turn my head, “Miguel, just charge me for another hour.”

---