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I had already moved myself into relax mode lounging in my silk robe and nothing else. With zero intent of going anywhere and not seeing any real length to our conversation I seen no reason to get dressed again. A few minutes later I'm at the door inviting her in. She took a seat on the couch and without an invitation she begun her spill. Work, family and her love life have all but crashing down at the same time. I tough go for anyone so my heart went out to her.

I let her ramble on with me mostly nodding my head but picking up on some of the highlights, it was clear she for the most part just needed to get laid. It's not the be all, fix all but it sure wouldn't hurt. The problem was to my knowledge ahe and surely our common friend was not in the lifestyle nor bisexual to boot. The best thing I could think of was a long soak, a glass of Red and a massage, she was a bit cold to the idea but my coaxing and after showing her my bathroom She was sold on the idea.

As the tub filled I laid out a towel and brought to use a few candles, topping off her glass and a splash of bubble liquid then I let her be offering her to take her time and I'd be in the livingroom when she's done.

While she was away I set-up the massage bench in the middle of the livingroom which allowed room to get around unobstructed. With my IPod on and a bottle of baby oil waiting in a bowl of warm water there was nothing else to do but think upon Muffy. She's a very attractive early forties mom of two, recently divorced as I recall. I noted when she came in she was thinner since I last seen her, not that she was fat to begin with. Actually just my speed to be honest.

I can't say exactly when but I begun to notice a change in my mind of just what was going on here. The final result of helping her still stood subprime but how I/we go about it might be taking a different road, my Kitty two steps ahead being already creamy and engorged. Just then wrapped tightly in her towel Muffy entered the livingroom. I smiled asking how was her bath, she smiled back saying she already feels much better. I put my hand you the side of her place saying that was good news and commiting how beautiful she was. She blushed and tried to play it off but I wouldn't let her. Moving in even closer I repeated how beautiful she was adding how desirable she must be.

Then I told her get on the table, I turned away giving her some privacy to get on top of the table, are you ready I asked as I turned to find her face down and waiting. My hands now covered in oil I took my time massaging her foot as there's always so much stress found there, the other gets an equal treatment before I moved onward. Long slow strokes up her legs, each pass slightly moving up her towel. With the base of her bottom and just the slightest peek of her kitty showing I had to stop and take a deep breath myself, remembering who and what I was doing here.

To allow things to cool down a bit I moved to over her from the top, my hands kneed her neck before moving to her shoulders. Her deep moans prove I'm on the right path, I'm sure she was still unaware of my greater plan but I continued onward. I pressed my hands in further forcing the towel to come free but it still kept her from view. I could feel the change in her tense back as she relaxed and found trust in my hands. I built an image of her through my hands which it made me want to proceed risking our budding friendship. Being one who puts stock in the understanding one finds when such a person contact is shared. Moving forward I requested her to turn over and like before I turned my back to her as she flipped over.

When I turned around I found her arms acting as guard pinning the towel tight to the table. I let things be and after drying my hand I place my middle and index fingers to both of her temples, slow and gentle circles taking her away to a calm place. I few minutes of this then each arm and hand receives attention, only to be placed beneath the towel on their return.

I moved to her feet and legs up to the knee before returning to the top of the table. Now my hands slowly inch down her chest. She finds it hard to hold still, her lower body all but dancing upon the table. My ears ring with her gasps when I finally reach her hard nipples, not being stopped I begin to pinch and pull upon them. Her left hand reaches out, the back of her long nails dragged up my thigh. I paid it no mind and instead I returned downward.

My hands run up her glissoning thighs with the slightest brushing against her kitty with every pass. She parts her legs allowing me in knowingly or not. My thumb passes over her clit at first if by accident then with full intent. I moved to her side and I quickly found her hand to my thigh again, but no beating around the bush this time. A full grasp running up the over the round of my ass.

Such interruption causes my robe to part open, no attempt to put it back in place was given. With my left hand fingering her honey hole and my right hand filled with her breast I could tell that she was peeking. Instead of bringing her to orgasm which was far too easy I took her towel in hand and with one movement I take it from her and I toss it to the ground. Her reaction was to cover herself with her hands, to show her that wasn't acceptable I moved over to the couch taking a seat.

Her head turned toward me a look of confusion shown upon her face. I paid that no mind as she needs to learn what is expected of her or she's no use to me. Slowly she allowed her hands to fall away exposing her complete body to me. As a reward I let my robe to once again fall to my sides and then a parting of my legs gave a full first look at my smooth pussy.

With her eyes affixed upon me slowly by want or need she begun to touch herself, now we're getting somewhere. Soon she figured out I'd mirror her moves, fingers filling both of our pussies. I told her to taste herself, a request happily fulfilled and it gave me permission to partake in my own.

My sucked clean finger beckoned her over, I took in her beautiful nude body in now there before me. Now it desission time and it's all a bet, an evening of fun or set the seeds to something much much better.

Playing the long game I told her to strattle my thigh. I didn't have to coax further as she immediately begun to slide her wet pussy against my flesh. Soon a slick trail was left which only got worse as her long awaited climax was finally freed.

Her eyes were overflowing in lust and when I kissed her she found the promise land leaving my upper leg coated in cum. Afterwards maybe not what she expecting but I sold it when I told her to dress and leave.

The next morning around nine I sent her a text that contained nothing. It was quickly followed by one from her "Yes Mistress"

Hook set! The real fun was soon to follow.