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  1. Breathless


    Date: 11/15/2017, Categories: Lesbian Sex, Mature, Author: scphen, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    "Well, here we are." My husband Michael holds open the glass door for me to enter the place. The Relaxation Station; a spa in a shopping center. I sigh inwardly; a tacky name, but as this visit is on him I can't complain too much... We approach the reception desk, surrounded by the scent of patchouli and the sound of nondescript New Age music and within a setting of comfortable-looking if anonymous plush chairs and sofas. The young man behind the counter is handsome enough, in a Keanu Reeves-vacuous sort of way. He smiles at us. "May I help you?" I say, "Yes. I have an appointment for the hour massage my husband bought me for my birthday." "Oh, Happy Birthday and congratulations! Your name?" "Lauren Miller." "Just a moment, Mrs. Miller." The slender, tautly-muscled young man taps on a keyboard before a monitor for a few moments, then says, "Yep, here we are. Your masseuse will be Jennifer; she'll be with you very shortly." "Thank you." I smile at the boy once more, then join Michael on a sofa. We talk in low voices for a few minutes, then are interrupted with, "Mrs. Miller?" I look up. The young woman standing before me is striking: early 20s; medium height; deeply tanned; lustrous, wavy dark hair tied loosely on her head, falling around her narrow, small-mouthed, green-eyed face; slim build with well-defined arms, small breasts held in a sports bra under a white tank top, and gently-curving hips; emanating a faint, pleasant scent of massage oil and sweat. As Michael and ...
    I stand up, she holds out her hand and says, "I'm Jennifer, your masseuse. If you prefer a masseur, Brian will be available in a few minutes." Taking her soft-skinned, firm-muscled hand, I say, "No, no, Jennifer; I'm sure you'll be just what the doctor ordered." She smiles brightly, giggles a bit, and replies, "Thanks, Mrs. Miller; I'll do my best to be." She finishes with a quick, friendly wink. Turning to Michael, Jennifer says, "Mr. Miller, this will take a full hour. It won't be necessary for you remain here all that time, unless you want to; feel free to browse around the other stores." Michael thinks for a moment, then responds, "You're right", before turning to me and asking, "Unless you want me to stay, which I will." I smile sweetly, kiss him quickly, and say, "No, sweetie; why don't you go looking around as Jennifer suggested? I'll be in fine hands, I'm sure." Jennifer smiles at this. "Okay, honey. I'll be back in 45 minutes or so, okay?" He kisses me, then turns and heads to the spa's front door. "Okay, Jennifer, I'm all yours!" She laughs and said, "Lovely! Follow me, please." I follow her to the back of the spa, into a corridor with several facing doors, all closed. As we walk, I can't help but notice (and be more than a little envious of) Jennifer's firm, round, rolling bottom in her close-fitting black tights; not only is she young, but there is no doubt she is in superb shape. "Here we are!" Holding open the door for me to go in first, she closes it behind ...
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