Romance: Luther's Property

by Laurie Burrows

  Doug knew very well that he couldn’t tell her that he felt more sexually excited than he had in years, so he took stock of the rest of his body’s sensations.

  “I feel very relaxed,” he said. And it was true. The tension that his back had been carrying, and the pain he had been dealing with was all gone.

  “Great,” Nicole said, her voice smooth and soothing, much like her touches. “We’re going to move on to your front now. So whenever you’re ready, just flip over onto your back. I’ll turn around and you can tell me when you’re ready. Oh, and here’s this.”

  Doug felt Nicole place something in his hand.

  “You can use this to cover up anything you don’t want to see,” she said. “Just let me know when you’re all set up, okay?”

  “Okay,” Doug confirmed.

  He lifted his head up out of the cushion to make sure that Nicole was indeed turned around. Then, he flipped his body over on the table, and eagerly laid the towel over his exposed cock and balls. He willed his length to remain flaccid, if only for the remainder of the massage. Then, he laid back on the table with a soft exhale, resting his head back on the cushion. He took a moment to brace himself, and then decided he could go on.

  “Ready,” Doug said.

  “Great,” he watched as Nicole turned around to face him. “I’m actually going to start with your face this time. Go ahead and close your eyes for me.”

  Doug nodded, and allowed his eyes to drift closed. Nicole began to run her fingers and hands along his face, honing in on his temples, and then even his scalp. He kept his eyes closed, knowing that he would likely come face to face with her cleavage if he opened them. Somehow, even that knowledge alone was enough to turn him on.

  Fortunately, she moved away from his face.

  “I’m going to put a towel over your eyes to keep the light out,” she said. Doug nodded, and she covered his eyes, effectively blocking out some of the light streaming in.

  Her hands moved down to his neck, and the trial began again for Doug as her hands worked at his tense muscles. The front of his torso was highly sensitive, and Nicole seemed to notice, as she chuckled as soon as his nipples hardened.

  “Sensitive?” she asked him, and Doug released a ragged gasp as her ran the tips of her fingers over his achingly hard nipples.

  “Yes,” Doug said raggedly, desperately trying to keep his heartrate down, and keep his blood away from his cock.

  Nicole laughed lightly, and continued with her normal process. Doug soon found, though, that as her hands moved lower, it was harder for him to keep still. By the time her hands had reached his pelvic arch, it was all he could do to keep from arching up off the table into her hands. Fortunately, it was there that she removed her hands, and moved down to the end of the table.

  “And I’ll do the top of your legs now,” Nicole said.

  Doug nearly groaned. His legs had nearly been the death of him last time, and she was sure that this time would be no different. Sure enough, as she worked her way up his legs, he felt his excitement mount ever higher. By the time she reached his groin, her hands dipped under the towel and her hands worked at the muscles of his hips and his pelvis. Doug though he might lose his mind just as she relented and began again along his other leg.

  All too soon, though, she had worked her way up that one as well. Doug’s heart pounded furiously in his chest.

  “I’m going to take off the towel now do I can get your lower abdomen and groin,” Nicole said, and Doug felt his heart clench.

  “But, I, I don’t…” Doug stammered.

  “Trust me Doug,” Nicole soothed him, running her hand up and down his thigh. “I’m a professional.”

  Before Doug could protest any further, Nicole had removed the towel. Doug blushed furiously, and he knew very well that his cock was boasting a semi-erection already.

  “We’ll get started again,” Nicole said, her voice calm and level.

  Doug felt her hands on either of his hips, digging hard into the muscle there. Doug tried to brace himself as she slowly but surely centered in toward his cock. He could feel it growing, and soon it began to throb. He heard Nicole chuckle, and he felt a rush of embarrassment.

  “I’m so sorry,” he said quickly. “I just- I…”

  “Hush,” Nicole said soothingly, as she worked at the muscles just above his slightly twitching cock.

  Doug felt Nicole wrap her fingers softly around his base, and with her other hand lightly cup his balls, which were tight and full. He gasped at the sensations she was creating, and he could no longer keep still. He groaned gutturally and arched his back up, flexing his hips into her touch.

  “God, you’re so worked up,” Nicole whispered, her tome marveling at him.

  “Yes,” Doug hissed out form between his teeth.

  “I’ll stop if you want me to,” Nicole said softly, even as she began to gently pump at his shaft. “I just couldn’t resist at least touching you a little. All you have to do is say the word…”

  Doug groaned as Nicole traced a fingernail over his frenulum, sending a jolt of intense pleasure shooting throughout his whole body. He wished he could muster up the self-control to tell her to stop, but it seemed that years of sexual frustration was keeping him from doing so.

  Doug at last decided to surrender to his body, and he moaned as Nicole set up a perfect rhythm, gently jerking his cock. Doug flexed his legs as pleasure coursed through his body and he panted slightly as she sped up. He felt her drip some oil onto his cock, making all of her movements smoother and much more intense. Doug hissed as she focused in on the ridge of his cock, just below his head. The pleasure was intense, and Doug felt his eyes roll back into his head.

  “Oh God…” he panted out, rocking his hips and thrusting slightly into her hand. Her other hand was still gently massaging his balls, and he was lost in the sensations she was creating.

  “You like this?” Nicole whispered.

  “Uh- huh…” Doug responded mindlessly.

  Doug felt Nicole take the towel off of his eyes and Doug blinked as the light came rushing back into them. He quickly focused in on Nicole, who was looking up at him with and expression of pure lust.

  Suddenly, she took her hands off of his member. Doug nearly groaned in protest, but he held his tongue as he saw her slowly begin to remove her shirt. His eyes widened as she then slipped off her bra. Doug’s jaw dropped as a pair of perfect, perky breasts were revealed to him. Unable to help himself, he began to touch himself, picking up a demanding pace and groaning at the sensations.

  He continued to watch as Nicole slipped out of her shoes, and then slowly lowered her pants down her shapely legs. Doug moaned as he took in the sight of her firm, round buttocks, and then her perfectly shaved mound as she turned to face him.

  “You like what you see?” she asked him.

  Doug nodded wordlessly as Nicole began to run her hands over her own body, cupping her breasts and kneading her nipples between her fingers. Doug felt his breathing increase to heavy pants as her hands lowered even further to part her folds and toy at her clit. Doug felt himself shudder as Nicole released a soft moan. He increased his sped as he touched himself. He felt a climax approaching almost imminently.

  Suddenly Doug felt Nicole’s hands on his own. She lifted them up, and guided him to cup her breasts even as she moved to straddle his hips on the table. Doug tentatively squeezed his fingers around her soft orbs, and he moaned as he felt her nipples harden into his palms.

  “Just like that,” Nicole whispered softly, her eyes drifting closed.

  As he fondled her breasts, Douglas felt Nicole drag her fingertips down his chest and stomach, and his cock jerked as she once again wrapped her fingers around his base. Doug moaned as she began to gently pump at him, and once again he began to thrust his hips at her satisfying touch.

  “You haven’t been touched like this in a long time, have you?” Nicole murmured softly, her lips brushing against the shell of his ear.

  “No�
�” Doug responded breathlessly as she tightened her grip a little.

  “It feels good, doesn’t it?” she urged him softly.

  “Yes…” he nodded fervently, his hands running down her body to slip between her thighs. He heard Nicole gasp as he ran his fingertips through her wetness, gathering it up to swirl around her clit.

  “That feels good…” Nicole whispered again into his ear. Doug felt her shudder under his touch, and he groaned a little from that alone.

  “But it’s not what I want…” Nicole flexed her hips, and Doug gasped at her wet slit teased at his tip.

  “Well what is it that you want?” Doug asked in a rush of air as she continued to tease him without mercy.

  Nicole looked up into his eyes, her own eyes smoldering.

  “I want you inside of me…” she whispered.

  Chapter 7

  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 looks o out of place and random. He knew Anna would certainly ask about its placement, and he new 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 go
t 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.