Autumn

I have more episodes from my very beginnings with several of my office co-workers, but I think you have gotten the idea of how I started my massage career. You are probably getting impatient and are itching to read some of the more treasureable and sexier escapades of a horny massage specialist. I will include the sessions of Liz, Yolanda, Tina, Alice, Jennifer and others form my early days in later stories.

A couple of years have passed and I began a full time practice of massage. Not all massages were of the special type. Most were straight on the up and up massages for the usual; relaxation, stress relief, minor aches and stiff muscles and just plain feel good massages.

But early in my massage career, I did learn of a whole new kind of massage. If you’ve read my ‘beginnings’; it’s the kind of massage that is not mentioned in massage schools. It is the taboo of all Western massage therapy. I began my body work at a coed style health club, then left and took up an office job and massage became my second job for a few years. Everything went ‘by the book’ until I realized, every thing in the book became boring and mundane. Some of my clients hinted at something more; something different. They came to me to relax, but on several occasions they would tell me that they just weren’t relaxed enough and dropped innuendos of something extra to take the edge off their anxieties.

While still working at the spa, a few of my female clients actually said that they wished I might have gone a little further in their sessions. I didn’t think much of their remarks and just passed it off as friendly teasing and meaningless chit chat; although I wouldn’t have minded going a little further with Angela and Judy. They were hot and their bodies firm from working out at the club almost every other day. I told them I would be leaving soon to set up my own practice and I made sure that they got my new address and a gift certificate to come by for an introductory grand opening freebie. Secretly I wanted to see if all their teasing and talking about getting a little extra in their treatment was for real. Time would tell.

Things didn’t work out as well as expected that first year on my own; hence the office job.
After several sessions with my close, young co-workers, I was introduced to an entirely different kind of massage.

I thought a lot about Angela and Judy from the spa; and more so about what they had said about the extras. Every repeat client received something different in each session. I always managed to give my clients something soothing and possibly a bit arousing to think about for their next session. After relieving many of their aches and pains, I would put them in a very relaxed physical state to the point of almost sexual arousal; some more excited than others. With each successive treatment, I tested my skills and ideas upon my female clientele. What Angela and Judy had said was true with every person I have massaged. The parochial school book of massage was a thing of the past. My private practice gradually became more private than I anticipated. Before I get carried away and start telling you about Angela and Judy, I must mention a fond memory about my first session with the most beautiful red haired older woman, Autumn F. was her name.

Back when I first started experimenting with sensual and sexual massages around the fall of ’83.This 29 year old woman (the older woman; I was only 27) was referred to me by another client (most of my business was by word of mouth and basically still is). Autumn was told by her friend from church, Barbara, that I gave the most soothing massage. As a matter of fact Barbara is still telling everyone that Pete is the best. Anyway this young angel from Heaven was under a lot of stress having just gotten a divorce from her drunken, abusive husband. She needed a tender loving touch, something that was missing in her life for many years; especially the last five with her former mate, Dick. (The name fits him.) Barbara gave me a heads up that her friend may be calling me for an appointment.

Not ever having a massage, Autumn was a bit apprehensive. Her friends told her how great they were, and Barbara only added to it by saying Pete was the best. Even with all the encouragement and not having experienced one it’s difficult to imagine, and specially difficult having a strange man’s hands on you in places that maybe only a spouse or doctor has seen.

She walked into my studio and my eyes fell out of my head and my tongue hit the floor.
This woman was the most beautiful voluptuous ‘Miss Universe’ I had ever seen. She had the biggest green eyes ever with a knockout body to go with them. I couldn’t imagine what idiot would toss this woman aside.