“That’s right, baby. Come for me.”
His voice was so deep and erotic right then, and it made my orgasm so much better.
“I want you bend over this table,” he said.
I maneuvered myself so that I could climb off him and the massage table. When I could properly bend over the table for him, he gave me a couple of soft spanks, and I moaned.
He wasted no time, obviously eager for his own release. He pushed into my hole and grabbed my arms, holding them behind me so that I was pinned to the table. It was rough and hot. He started moving in and out of me hard and fast. I moaned louder than ever. He got me so close again, it was almost unbelievable. I had never had multiple orgasms before.
I pulled an arm out of his grasp and moved my hand down to my clit where I began to massage it with two fingers. He moved himself in and out of me in a faster, harder motion. “Don’t stop,” I begged, and he moved even faster.
And all at once, I felt my second orgasm. A second rush of endorphins that caused my legs to weaken and my toes to go numb. I could feel him pulsing inside of me, and it just made my orgasm so much more intense.
When we both came down from our high, Justin pulled out of me.
“How was that?” he whispered in my ear.
“More amazing than I could have ever imagined,” I said and grabbed my panties off the floor. I slid them on and pulled my bra over my breasts. I located my shirt and pants and put those on as I watched Justin get dressed out of the corner of my eye. I wanted to tell him not to get dressed. I wanted him to stay naked so I could stare at him a little longer, but I knew he probably had to go and that I should get the door unlocked again.
“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to do that,” he said as he pulled his shirt over his head.
“Oh, I think I do,” I winked. I couldn’t believe it. I finally had sex with Justin. And from the sounds of it, he had been desperate for this moment, too.
When we finished getting dressed and fixing ourselves, I opened the door, and he followed me out of the room. I hoped no one had tried to come in while the door was locked. And if they did, I hoped they didn’t hear the loud sex we just had. I tried to keep quiet, just in case, but it had been impossible. I’d never felt so good in my life.
Justin sat in a waiting room chair. “Thank you,” he said.
“You’re welcome. That was… amazing,” I said, no longer feeling nervous.
Justin cleared his throat, and part of me hoped he wasn’t about to say it was a mistake. I braced myself for what he might say as he began to speak.
“I don’t think I can get a babysitter for meeting your parents. I will need to bring my daughter with me. I can’t afford to pay my neighbor anymore, and I don’t feel comfortable asking my mom to watch her for me for something like this. I don’t want her to read into it or anything and then ask me a million questions,” he said quickly.
I nodded my head. “Of course your daughter can come. She’s part of your life, and this is supposed to look legitimate. It wouldn’t if we didn’t involve your daughter. My parents would totally know this was a ruse.”
Justin smiled at me. “Thanks. I guess we should probably hang out before then so you can get acquainted with her?”
I thought about it for a second. How had I even missed that step? I wasn’t sure. “You’re absolutely right. I guess that would also look funny if I was just being introduced to her at the same time as my parents.”
“Does Sunday work for you? At my place, so Margie will be a little more comfortable with everything?”
“Yes, Sunday will be perfect for me,” I said.
Justin stood up and walked to the door. “Okay then, I’ll see you on Sunday.”
“Okay, have a good rest of your day and week.”
Justin winked at me again. “Oh, I think I will.” And just like that, he was out the door.
I sat down in the chair he just vacated. I needed to catch my breath. Not only had he agreed to play fake boyfriend for me in exchange for free massages, but we also just had some of the hottest sex of my life.
That was the kind of sex I had only seen in porn movies that I caught my ex watching. The kind of sex that I thought was non-existent. The thought of it was beginning to turn me on all over again, and I kind of hoped he would come back and go for round two. And three. And four.
When he did not return, I stood up and got back to work. I cleared my schedule for him, and at that moment, I was glad. It would have been awful to have a client scheduled after that experience. I knew I would not have been able to focus on another client after having sex with Justin.
I decided to call Ally so I could tell her that our plan was working. I was going to leave out the part about Justin and me having sex. That was too much information to share with my little sister.
The phone rang a couple of times before she picked up. “Hey. Did you talk to him?” she asked.