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With that, she lowered herself down onto his cock. Doug
gasped, and immediately gripped her hips, holding her still as he completely
sheathed himself within her hot center. He groaned as he heard her gasp, and
his whole body shook as he tried to gain control over himself.

It had been so long since he had been inside a woman that he
feared just the slightest motion would send him over the edge. Slowly, he
gained control over himself, and he slowly pulled out of her, and then pressed
back in.

“Oh God yes…” Nicole let out in a rush above him, and Doug
felt the familiar surge of power that came from giving a woman pleasure.

In less than a second, Doug flipped Nicole over. She looked
up at him in shock, and wrapped her legs around his hips as he began to
establish a rhythm inside of her.

“You feel so good…” he growled between his teeth. He
gradually increased his speed.

“Ah, yes…” Nicole bit out between her pants. “You’re so
thick, don’t stop…”

Doug felt another flare of power and pleasure at her words,
and he tightly gripped her hips between his hands as he continued to pound into
her. He heard Nicole release soft whimpers with each hard thrust, and he could
feel her inner walls beginning to flutter and pulse around his cock. The
sensation was incredible, and he let out a harsh groan.

“You’re so tight,” he growled into her ear as he continued
to thrust within her.

“You’re so big…” she whispered back, biting at his earlobe.

Doug felt another sharp surge of pleasure, and he redoubled
his sped, ushering his climax forward.

“I’m getting close….” He panted breathlessly as he picked up
his rhythm yet again.

“Oh, so am I…” Nicole panted as well. “Please, don’t stop…”

Doug pounded into her, and he watched as she lowered her
hand down over her stomach, and dip her fingers between her legs to toy at her
clit. Doug heard her moans increase in fervency and frequency. He pounded into
her harder still, mentally coaching himself to hold out until after she had
reached her peak.

“Oh, Doug…” Nicole’s breathing hitched as she spoke. “I’m…
I’m coming!”

Sure enough, just as she announced the arrival of her
climax, Douglas felt her inner muscles slam down around his shaft. He let out a
harsh groan, and pumped into her frantically. He felt his balls draw up and he
groaned loudly as his load burst hot and fast into Nicole’s womb.

Nicole’s inner muscles continued to milk him as he came, and
he felt himself relax all over. He braced himself on his elbows to keep from
completely falling on top of her and crushing her under his weight. He panted,
and he felt his body relax. The effects of his massage and his climax worked
together to make him feel like he was made entirely of jelly.

When he at last gained a measure of composure over himself,
he got off the table and braced itself on the edge. Nicole, too, rose, and
placed a hand on his shoulder.

“How do you feel?” she asked, concern in her eyes.

“I feel…” Doug searched for the right word. “Unbelievable.”

Doug turned toward Nicole and looked her body up and down.
He was at a loss to try and describe how that whole experience had made him
feel.

“Well, I’m glad you feel better,” she said with a smile as
she began to dress herself. “Do you want to start setting up appointments?”

Doug’s mind whirled.

“Um, yeah,” he said. “What if we do four weekdays and then
Saturdays?”

“Sounds great,” Nicole smiled. “How about Monday through
Thursday for the weekdays?”

“Yeah, that would be great,” Doug nodded, in slight
disbelief that he was discussing business terms naked and covered in oil.

“Perfect,” Nicole smiled at him. At this point, she was once
again fully dressed. “Why don’t you go put your clothes back on, and I’ll go
put my gear back in my truck, and come back with a contract. Okay?”

“Okay…” Doug nodded, and immediately moved over to the small
half bath.

Doug’s mind was in a haze as he gathered up his clothes and
put them back on one garment at a time. He was having a hard time processing
what exactly had just happened. He decided that he would take care of business
first, and then work to process the emotional aspect of what had just occurred.

When he was dressed, he moved back out into the garden room.
He was surprised to see that the room was vacant, except for the single table
that he had brought down himself. He moved the table against the interior wall
of the room so it didn’t look out of place and random. He knew Anna would
certainly ask about its placement, and he knew that he would have to remain
calm as he explained why he had brought it down there. Once again, he decided
to focus on the moment at hand before he tried to manage the future.

He moved out of the garden room and through the kitchen back
into the living room, where Nicole was seated on the couch, waiting for him. He
saw a small stack of papers on the coffee table in front of her, as well as a
pen.

“I will have some more official documents drawn up later,”
Nicole spoke as Doug began to look over the papers. “This for now is just an
agreement that says you will pay full price for the trial treatment and not the
usual half.”

Douglas ran his eyes over the document and took in the words
there. He found that he was in agreement with everything, and he signed his
name at the bottom of the page where it had been indicated.

“Great,” Nicole smiled at him, holding out her hand for the
papers, which Doug easily handed back over to her.

“We’ll continue with the trial period for the next two
weeks,” Nicole said as she stood. “And then we can readjust our terms for a
more permanent arrangement. Agreed?”

“Agreed,” Doug nodded, and stood as well.

“Thank you very much for your time,” Nicole smiled as she
turned and headed toward the door.

“Thank you.” Doug blinked and hastily moved to open the
front door for Nicole.

“See you tomorrow, same time?” Nicole asked, raising her
eyebrows.

“Um, no!” Doug said, and Nicole frowned. “I… I actually tend
to run late at work. But I could always use my lunch hour for this.”

“Alright,” Nicole shrugged. “Whatever works for you. What
time would that be, exactly?”

“That would be from twelve to one,” he said. “And if that
conflicts with your own lunch hour, I assure you I can give you more than
enough compensation.”

“Oh, I have no doubt of that,” Nicole smirked, and her eyes
traveled down to look at the crotch of his pants. Doug flushed and became
flustered.

“I meant… monetary compensation,” Doug stammered, shifting a
little on his feet.

“Of course you did,” Nicole said with a laugh. “But either
way, there’s no need. I am an independent operator. I can take lunch whenever I
want.”

“Oh, great,” Doug laughed nervously, blinking.

“I do have another appointment that I have to make, though,”
Nicole said, moving further down the driveway. “Have a good evening.”

“And you as well,” Doug called after her as she headed
toward her truck.

Doug watched as she got into the vehicle and revved the
engine then drove off. He leaned heavily in the doorway, and his mind spun as
he tried to process what had just happened. Once Nicole’s truck was out of
sight, he moved back into the house and shut the door behind him.

Doug moved through his house numbly, making his way up the
stairs toward his bedroom. He opened the door to enter, and then let it close
behind him. He undressed, going through his usual process of hanging up his
suit. He vaguely noted the remnants of oil on his shirt from when he had put it
back on. Thankfully though, it was just his undershirt, and he wouldn’t have to
throw one of his dress shirts out.

When he had undressed, he moved into the bathroom and got in
the shower. He made sure his skin was clear of all the oil that had been
massaged into him, as well as his hair. When he was satisfied that he was clean
enough, he got out of the shower and dried himself off.

He put on a pair of boxer briefs, and then promptly moved
over to his bed. He pulled back the covers and then slid in. he laid down, and
finally allowed his mind to wander over what had happened.

The first thing he felt was an overwhelming sense of guilt.
He had cheated on his wife. There was no question of that in his mind.  After
years of commitment and loyalty, all it had taken to break him down was a few
months of celibacy and an attractive masseuse. He felt his stomach sink at the thought
of explaining what had happened to Anna.

He wondered if he should tell his wife at all. He found
arguments for both sides. If he told her, there was a good chance they could
just work through it together, and then it would all just be a single bad spot
on their marriage. On the other hand, though, she could just decide that that
was the last straw, and she could move to have their marriage ended with
perfectly just cause.

In either one of those scenarios, though, he would have to
call off his interactions with Nicole. And if he was perfectly honest with
himself, he wasn’t sure if that was something he wanted. In fact, the more he
thought about it, the more he was forced to realize that he did not want that
to happen at all.

Nicole had made him feel things that he hadn’t felt in
years. Her massage in combination with their sex had made him feel about five
years younger, and more relaxed than he could remember feeling in his entire
life. He had a strong feeling that if they kept up their treatments, they would
certainly meet their original goal. And if they kept having sex, he would not
feel so frustrated all the time. With that combination, he would certainly stop
having his migraines, which was what Anna had wanted in the first place.

Doug experienced a rush of guilt at trying to justify his
own lecherous needs with what had been Anna’s idea. He knew that she had no
idea that he would have sex with the therapist. But now that he had gotten a
taste for it, he knew that he wouldn’t be able to just let it go so easily. He
felt that he was already addicted to Nicole, and he knew that this was only
going to be the beginning of a long relationship, and one that was likely going
to be destructive to his marriage.

Doug’s thoughts lingered there until he drifted off to
sleep.

The next morning, Douglas was awoken by his alarm. He did
not have a workout with John that morning, but he knew he needed to get a
workout in. So, he put on a pair of jogging shorts and headed outside. He
cleared his mind as he ran his usual three miles, and looped his way back to
his home. Once inside, he took his morning shower, and dressed in a navy suit
and white shirt, then headed downstairs.

As usual, he was greeted by the scent of coffee, and the
sight of his wife at the breakfast bar. A wave of guilt crashed over him, and
he stayed quiet as he moved over to the coffee machine.

“Hey,” he heard Anna call to him, and he felt his stomach
sink.

“Hey,” he said, turning to her with a smile. “What time did
you get back in?”

“About ten thirty,” she answered, her tone dismissive. “But
hey, tell me how the massage went! How do you feel?”

Doug knew that most honest answer would be that he was
feeling guilty, but he knew that he couldn’t give that answer.

“I feel great,” he said, and it was true. “I feel like I’m
five years younger.”

“And your back and neck?” she asked hopefully.

“They feel fine,” he shrugged. “Very relaxed, actually.”

“Well that’s great,” Anna said, her expression brighter.
“How do you like Nicole? I know you were expressing some doubts over the
phone.”

“Yeah, I know,” Doug nodded. “But as usual you’re right.
She’s very professional, and I think that after this little two-week trial
period we’ll be able to negotiate a more permanent financial situation for
her.”

“Great,” Anna smiled. “I think I’m going to take her on as
my therapist as well.”

“What?” Doug said, unnerved by the idea of Nicole being so
close with his wife. “I mean… why do you need massage therapy?”

“Those pains in my lower back, remember?” Anna said, her
expression dimming as soon as she realized he had completely forgotten.

“Oh,” Doug blinked. “I’m sorry… I… yeah, I just forgot, I
guess…”

“My job has its stressed too, Douglas,” she said. “And if
Nicole is good enough for you, she is certainly good enough for the likes of
me.”

Doug did not respond, and looked down into his cup of
coffee.

“I’m going to pick up Kathy,” Anna sighed as she gathered up
her things.

“Okay,” Doug said. “Have a good day.”

“You too,” Anna said, not meeting his eyes as she made her
way out of the house.

Doug ran his hand over his face and let out a long sigh,
guilt and regret once again taking hold of him. He decided against having
breakfast, doubting if he would be able to stomach it. He filled up his thermos
with coffee and gathered up his briefcase from his office, then made his way
out to his car.

Doug’s life soon picked up into a new, different pattern.
For once, work was not the sole purpose of his attention. He found himself
constantly looking forward to his sessions with Nicole. Nicole, for her part,
never disappointed. In each one of their sessions, she would give him her
specialty full body massage, and then the two would make love, all in the
confines of his lunch hour.

Douglas would return to work with new vigor, and he was able
to focus even more on the tasks he had to accomplish. But even then, his mind
was fixated on Nicole, because he knew that Anna’s appointments were at six.
And even though these appointments were private, he got a sense of pleasure
just from knowing that she was in the house with him.

Doug always had a hard time making it all the way through
the day on the two days of the week when he wasn’t getting treatments from
Nicole, though. While he was void of stress or pain, it seemed that his libido
had shot up exponentially. Doug found it hard to think of anything but his own
sate of arousal, and at work he was having a hard time concentrating.

When his lunch hour finally came, he knew that he had to go
home. He could barely keep himself from fidgeting in his agitation. So, as soon
as the twelve o’clock hour was upon him, he picked up his briefcase and headed
home.

He quickly drove home and immediately retreated to the
confines of his bedroom. He collapsed onto his bed and immediately went to work
undoing his pants. He sighed as he wrapped his fingers around his shaft, and
easily worked his cock into a herd, pulsing erection.

As he began to stroke himself, he found his mind wandering
to none other than Nicole. Suddenly, he got an idea. He shot bolt upright in bed
and immediately reached for his phone. Without hesitation, he dialed Nicole’s
number. It rang a few times, and Doug was getting to be afraid that she
wouldn’t pick up.

“Hello?” she finally answered.

“Hey!” Doug said excitedly. “Hey… um, I was just wondering,
if… if you were, you know, free right now.”

“Free for what?” Nicole said, and Doug could hear her tone
grow sultrier.

“Well, I mean…” Doug sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
“I just wondered if, you know, you could come over.”

“Doug,” Nicole sighed. “I can tell you’re beating around the
bush, and frankly, it’s really not a turn on to me.”

Doug was taken aback a little by her words.

“If you want me,” Nicole went on. “You’re going to have to
ask for me. Plain and simple.”

Doug took a deep breath and tried to gather his wits about
him.

“I…” Doug said shakily. “I want you.”

“What was that?” Nicole said, her voice teasing. “I’m not
sure I heard you correctly.”

Douglas felt his stomach tie itself in knots as he gathered
words to express his need.

“I need to be inside of you,” he all but growled into the
phone.

“That’s what I like to hear,” Nicole purred into the phone.
“I’ll be there in five. Don’t get yourself too worked up before I get there.”

With that, Nicole hung up the phone. Doug released a long
huff of air and collapsed back on the bed. Just the phone encounter had left
him hard and aching and he hoped that Nicole would hurry up.

Fortunately, they had given her a key to the house, so he
would not have to let her in himself. Doug let his eyes drift closed and he
stroked himself slowly, making sure that he was nowhere near the point of
sexual satisfaction. He imagined her oiled hands working their magic on his
cock, and he released a soft moan, rubbing the pads of his fingers along his
sensitive frenulum.

“I see you were more eager than I thought,” Doug’s eyes
snapped open as he heard Nicole’s voice.

“Oh, hey,” Doug laughed lightly, moving to sit up.

“Don’t move,” Nicole said suddenly, and Doug laid back down
on the bed, feeling himself become ever more excited and aroused.

He watched as she slowly crossed the room, headed toward
him. She slowly raised up the hem of her shirt as she approached. Doug couldn’t
help but tighten his grip and pump a little faster as she got closer, his
senses going into overdrive.

“Put your hands by your side,” she commanded him softly as
she began to undo her belt and then the button of her pants.

Doug groaned softly, but did as she said. His cock throbbed
and his eyes were locked onto her as she slowly lowered her jeans down her long
body and then stepped out of her pants. At last, she was at the foot of the
bed, and she slowly crawled toward him.

Doug felt her hands alight upon his thighs, and he shivered
in anticipation. She laughed lightly at him as his breathing hitched. Doug
couldn’t have cared less as she moved her hands further up, gently tracing her
fingernails along the inside of his thighs. She lightly traced against his
balls, and a shudder passed through his body.

Doug groaned softly as Nicole took a hold of his aching
cock, lightly massaging from the base to the tip. Doug released yet another
groan and began to softly pant as she continued to work at him. He felt his
muscles tighten ash she worked her hand in a circular motion, slowly and surely
working at him.

“Relax baby,” she lowered her head to place a kiss on the
bone of his pelvis. “We have the rest of the hour together.”

Doug breathing hitched as her grip tightened ever so
slightly. She felt her hold move down again to his base. He watched with wide
eyes as she held open her mouth, and his whole body jerked as she flicked her
tongue over his tip. She swirled her tongue around his ridge, and he hissed,
squeezing his eyes shut at the intense sensation.

“Someone is very sensitive today,” Nicole murmured gently,
the air of her breath brushing against his tip and sending jolts of pleasure
through his cock.

“Yeah…” Doug sighed, flexing his hips up closer to her
mouth.

Nicole laughed lightly, and once again steadied his
twitching cock in her firm grip at the base of his cock. Then, she slowly
lowered her mouth down over his cock, slowly slipping his cock into the hot,
wet cavern of her mouth. She began to massage his thick underside with her
tongue, and Doug had to bite his tongue to keep from groaning.

Nicole lowered himself further and further down his cock
until he felt the head of his member flush tight against the back of his
throat. He looked down into her eyes, and Nicole looked back with hazy eyes,
and then continued to take him.

Doug gasped as he felt his tip press into the tight passage
of her throat. Doug couldn’t help but bury his hands in her hair and groan as
she began to bob her head up and down over him. Doug breathed raggedly and
tried not to force her deeper, though the urge to do so was quite overpowering.

It soon proved, though, to be unnecessary, as she began to
bob her head up and down still faster and deeper, increasing the tightness
around his thickness. Doug soon found it hard to contain himself, and he
started to roll his hips up into her mouth. Doug finally reached a point where
he felt he couldn’t take anymore, and he seized her on either side of her head
and lifted her mouth up off of him.

“I- I can’t…” he stammered, shaking his head.

“Shh,” Nicole hushed him, and moved up his body.

She pressed her lips against his, and he kissed her back,
settling his hands on her hips and massaging her lower back. Nicole moaned
softly into his mouth, and he felt his cock surge at the sound.

“You don’t have bad hands,” Nicole murmured, flexing her
hips under his hold. “Maybe your wife really doesn’t need my services after
all…”

Douglas was going to protest the mention of his wife as he
was actively fucking another woman, but Nicole quickly silenced him, pressing
her mouth once again to his in a sensuous kiss. She once again reached down
between them and wrapped her fingers around his member, pumping at him slowly
and languidly. Doug’s thoughts died before they could make it out of his mouth,
and instead he released a long sigh of pleasure.

“That’s it,” Nicole soothed him softly. “Just relax.”

Doug nodded hazily as she continued to work at him, and he
gently rolled his hips into her skilled hands. His eyes drifted closed, and he
ground his teeth as she worked him ever closer to his completion. He sought out
her center with his fingertips, and he was rewarded with Nicole’s soft sigh as
he slipped a finger deep into her center and began to massage her inner walls.

“Ah…” she said as her body began to shudder with the
pleasure she was receiving. “You have good hands…”

Doug felt his cock surge once again with her praise. He felt
her begin to rock her hips into his hands, and he heard her release a soft moan
from on top of him. At the same time, her hands were busy at work on his
length, pumping him smoothly up and down, keeping him pleased, but not at all
close to his peak. It was both thrilling and frustrating, and he could only
grind his teeth. Nicole could obviously sense his frustration, and she let out
a soft laugh at his torment.

“Is there something you need?” she asked him teasingly. She
lowered her head to nibble at his collarbone, and he shivered at the sensation.

“Yes,” he hissed out between his teeth, thrusting more
powerfully into the tight grip of her hands.

“Oh yeah?” Nicole continued to taunt him. “And what might
that be?”

“You…” Doug uttered, beginning to lose his power of speech
amidst the pleasure he was receiving.

“I’m right here,” Nicole laughed at him, and squeezed at his
cock teasingly.

“I need…” Doug panted out, working hard to collect his
thoughts enough to form sensible words. “I want to be inside of you.”

“Oh, I see…” Nicole whispered into his ear. “I think I might
be able to do something about that…”

Nicole adjusted herself over his raging erection, and Doug
groaned loudly as she teased at his tip with her dripping slit. Doug lost his
composure and his back arched up off the bed. Nicole only laughed at him, until
Doug regained his composure and settled back down into the bed beneath him,
taking deep, even breaths to steady himself.

When he was calm once again, Nicole began to lower herself
down over him, her hot tightness enveloping every inch of his cock. Doug moaned
as she squeezed her inner muscles around him. He heard her sigh, and her
reacting sent a surge of power and pleasure. He lightly thrust up into her, and
he delighted in the moan that escaped her throat.

Doug made to flip her over, but she stopped him, bracing her
hands on his shoulder.

“Not this time,” she breathed into his ear, the hint of a
threat in her voice. Doug could only shiver and nod.

She began to softly move up and down over his length, and he
moaned uncontrollably as her movements sent wave after wave of pleasure
coursing through his body, and more importantly through his rigid cock. Nicole
looked down into his eyes, her own hazy, and her mouth parted as she panted
lightly from her own pleasure. Doug was at the end of his wits, and he need
more from her.

“Faster…” he breathed, and a seductive smile spread across
Nicole’s face.

Just as she wished, she increased her speed, and began to
bounce up and down on top of him. Doug’s eyes rolled back in his head as she
rode him. He raised his hand to trace them up her ribs, and he smiled at the
way her body shook beneath his touch. He covered her breasts with his hands,
and he heard her moan softly.

“That feels good…” she breathed out in a rush, and she
picked up her speed yet again.

Nicole leaned back so that she was upright, and she used her
powerful thighs to pump into him. Doug once again let out an almost pained
moan, and he began to meet her bouncing with powerful thrusts of his own. The
combination made Nicole let out soft moans and whimpers.

“I’m getting close…” Nicole whispered, and Doug wrapped his
hand firmly around her hips, holding her still as he thrust up into her
forcefully.

“That’s it, don’t stop!” she moaned out, her tone pleading.
She braced herself with his wrists, digging her fingernails hard into his skin.

Doug felt his own climax building up, and he knew that her
orgasm would almost immediately prompt his own.

“Doug!” Nicole called out. Doug felt her inner muscles spasm
around him, and he gasped harshly as his own climax crashed upon him, colors
swimming before his eyes.

Nicole moaned gutturally on top of him, and Doug held her tight
against him as his cock twitched and squirted into her.