Have Hands–Will Travel In Atlanta

I had just finished up with a client in Atlanta and was on Interstate 85 headed to my home in Western North Carolina…
It had involved some “ Olympic caliber “ sex that had taken it’s toll on me. My nuts were sore..
As the miles slipped away, I wondered why this beautiful lady couldn’t find some local talent to ‘scratch her itch ‘…

My mind wandered to how we met. Samantha had been referred to me by a lady friend of mine.
As we spoke on the phone, she revealed that she was divorced, and her husband had accused her of being ‘frigid’ ,and ran around on her till she caught up with him. A good private dick had some intimate pics of him and his ???

Retaining a good lawyer, she had taken the wealthy guy for half his net worth.. She laughed all the way to the bank with 2 million of his dollars.
Now, months had passed and she was ready to have some serious therapy, to find out if indeed she was sexless in bed.
My friend had laid my reputation down thick, telling her of my massage / hot stone treatments and how relaxed she was after a session with me.

Samantha had told her that she had never had an orgasm, and would pay anything to experience them.
The friend had also revealed my “erotic” side evidently…….

I’m sure Atlanta is full of sex therapists, shrinks, gigolos, and more. Why she chose to contact me is still a mystery. Sex was never implied as part of her treatment.
I drove to meet her in a public place, for obvious reasons. Upon seeing Samantha, I found it very hard to believe her story. On my 1—10 scale she rated a solid 9.5 …
Long shapely legs , killer ass , and a 34 b cup made up her frame and being a brunette with long sexy lashes and green eyes completed her .. A 26 year old natural wet dream..

“ You’ve come highly recommended Dano, and if you can help me with my problem, you won’t regret the trip. I have you booked at a small Inn near me, as I may need several of your treatments. When you leave, I will compensate you well..”
She said she would call with directions to her place after I had relaxed from the four hour drive. She had my cell number.

I checked in and had a long shower , a double Black Jack over ice, and a three hour nap. My cell rang at 9pm. She asked was I up to a late night session and I said
“ Since it’s so late , why not come over here?”
Surprisingly ,she accepted. I set up my table and stones , and lay back down to wait. Samantha soon knocked.
Upon entering, she did not look like the wealthy woman I’d met earlier. She had on a pair of Chic jeans and sweatshirt.

“Well my dear , are we slumming tonight ?” I asked.
“ I wanted to blend in and not attract attention…” was her excuse.
I had her fill out one of my forms while I explained my routine.
“ I’ll need the bra off, but you may keep your panties on , if you’re shy.”

“I’d rather that you took them off Dano. It would help me relax and get in the mood for this,cause I’m very nervous. My ex never undressed me in all the five years we were married,and that may have contributed to the problem.”

She stood and handed me my form.. I had her turn around and said —

“ Close your eyes , and listen to my voice. I want you to raise your hands over your head and hold them there till I tell you to drop them.”

She did so , and I stood behind her, leaning in to let my breath be felt on her neck and ear. I was whispering softly that she should just trust me and relaxxxxx…..
I slowly placed my fingertips under the edges of her sweatshirt , and let them barely touch her sides, moving around to her flat tummy.. I repeated the move two more times.

With her arms up, her skin was stretched tight, which added to her sensitivity. I teased her navel, which took her breath. I continued to whisper to her..
” You are so beautiful– I’m sure you’ve been told that…”
Her voice said shakily– “N-No , not l-lately.” Her legs were trembling..
I kept my fingers moving , now going up to the soft skin under her breasts.