Lisa, a Frustrated Young Wife

I began watching the comedy series, “Chuck”, on television when it started two years ago. I continued to watch it every week. For some strange reason I took a keen interest in the blonde actress, Yvonne Strahovski, who plays Chuck’s girlfriend, Sarah. There was something familiar about her; then it struck me. Many years ago, just about a generation ago, I had a client that could have been her twin. The only difference was Lisa had slightly darker hair. As I thought further, it could have been her mother. The resemblance was uncanny. I managed to watch almost every episode since. I was saddened to hear it may be going off the air. Let me tell you more about Lisa.

This story begins during one of my many sessions at Rhoda’s house. Rhoda is one of my earliest and most memorable clients of my massage career. It seems that almost every week after her daughter Sharon moved back in, my massage business began to flourish.
All of Rhoda’s Saturday massage sessions at her house have been full of fond and pleasant memories. There was more intrigue and voyeur versus voyeur at that house than you would think possible. It made the massage sessions more desirous for all involved; including me. They could never get enough sex and special massages. Carolyn’s visits had now become a monthly ritual. After her last massage she thought it might be nice if she brought one of her friends over next time she was to visit. How could I refuse!

Rhoda didn’t mind at all. She loved all of Sharon’s friends and had plenty of extra rooms to put them up for the weekend. Lisa lived a few doors down the hall from Carolyn, and was also a good friend of Sharon. Before Sharon moved back in with her mother, the three of them would have their weekly get-togethers and discuss matters of importance and interest to each other, including how good or how bad their sex lives were with their men.

Lisa, it seems was getting less sex than either of them. She was a few years older than Sharon and Carolyn and at the beginning of her sexual prime of early thirties. Sexually starved at this point in her life was driving her to the verge of doing something drastic. Her husband, Gary, was a dozen or more years older, mid forties, maybe closer to fifty; he was on the heavy side of heavy, didn’t exercise much, smoke, drank, was diabetic and to add to that, a touch of ED. If he didn’t take care of himself soon, he wasn’t long for this world. Sex was infrequent to none. Lisa, in her wildest dreams would never have thought of cheating on Gary. She truly loved him, but she needed to do something soon before going mad. Her sexual tension was pushing her to the edge of having an affair.

Carolyn suggested, “Before you go and do something stupid like having an affair, have you ever tried a massage?” “I’ve had a few, but they always leave me more tense than before I started.” Lisa answered. “What I should have said, Lisa dear, was, have you ever
had an erotic massage? It’s not cheating if you have a professional masseur to relieve those pent up anxieties.” “That sounds just like what the doctor ordered. But where do you go for one of them? Not everybody advertises that type of massage.” “Why don’t you come with me next time I visit Sharon, and I can guarantee you, that after you have a
Massage from my masseur, Pete, you will have a totally different opinion about massage?” “You can guarantee that? He’s that good?” “Why do you think I’ve been seeing Sharon every month? You’ve got nothing to lose, honey!” “You don’t have to ask twice, I’m sold.”

Plans were made and I was about to enjoy an extraordinary Saturday. This coming weekend with four erotic massages in one day would push my endurance to the limit. Because it was going to be a long day, I suggested we start an hour or so earlier than usual. I arrived at 8 o’clock to set up everything. Rhoda was already up as usual and had coffee poured. What was unusual was that Sharon was also up. Apparently they both had hair appointments this morning and wouldn’t be back until noonish. I said, “That would be fine. I should be ready for both of you by then.” Rhoda and Sharon were just going out the door when Carolyn came down in just her robe. Everyone was up early today.

Each time I am at Rhoda’s house, I seem to be getting more personally involved and becoming a major player in their sex lives. It appears that I am also to blame for allowing some of their sexual fantasies to develop. While Lisa was taking a shower before her massage, Carolyn said, “Lisa is going first. This is a special treat for her from me. She never had an erotic massage and I told her how good you are. I told her, your magic hands were so soft and adept at getting all the right spots; you would probably make her cum. She got all turned on at that and kept prodding me for more details. I didn’t tell how you would do it. I remember what you said about anticipation. It’s the key to a great massage. Her husband, Gary, is just about useless in the sexual satisfaction department and Lisa hasn’t had an orgasm in years. She needs something solid to massage her depths. She’s expecting you to fuck her, Pete. I told her that there is no fucking in an erotic massage, but I also told her that you might if she sincerely pleaded with you.”

“Carolyn, you know that fucking is not part of an erotic massage,” I was quick to add. “I know, Pete, and I told Lisa also; but I thought because her libido and sex drive had fallen so low, I told her you have ways to make her feel young and desirable again. I’ve seen you after one of my massages and I noticed a huge swollen mass straining to rip through your sweat pants. As a special request from me, Pete, will you fuck her with that massive tool of yours? It’s what she’s really expecting. Because this is a one time special offer from me I was hoping you might change your mind just this once.” “ Well, maybe, but only if I hear it from her, Carolyn.”

I offered her a cup of coffee while we waited for Lisa, but Carolyn said she would have one later and left to send Lisa down. “I’m going back to bed and lay down while Lisa is having her special massage.”

Saying and doing don’t always happen. Knowing Carolyn, I knew she was too anxious to go back to sleep. I would be willing to bet, her pussy was already drooling in anticipation of watching her friend get a special massage. Carolyn couldn’t wait to see her neighbor spread on my table, seeing her glistening juices oozing from her excited vulva. I knew she would be running back downstairs to get a bird’s eye view. She would lie on the couch in the darkened living room just across the hall from the sun filled dining room where I set up my table. I could just picture her now; with her robe open giving herself a massage trying to imitate the same strokes her neighbor was receiving, just a few feet away.


I would set up my table and angle it so the foot end was aimed toward the room across the narrow hallway. Carolyn was a watcher with uncontrollable voyeuristic desires. She would be there, on the sofa, watching and listening as Lisa would gasp and moan from my caresses. She would most certainly be masturbating while she watched; I’ve seen and heard her on other occasions. I began to wonder what she would think when she saw my thick 7 -1/2 inch tool escape from my pants as I approach Lisa’s swollen, hot, wetness, less than ten feet from her wide open eyes. Just then I heard Lisa coming down stairs and interrupted my thoughts. Good thing; my dick was already stirring from thoughts of what today will bring.

I had not met Lisa, so while Carolyn was ‘settling in’, Lisa and I had a little chat in the kitchen before we got started with her massage. Carolyn had already told me that Lisa hadn’t been laid in months and that she was going to plead with me to bone her hard and deep. Lisa needed a solid fuck to relieve her tensions and frustrations. I never let on that I knew this; I would just go with the flow and see where this session ended.

Lisa was tall, about 5’9” with light brown shoulder length hair; almost blonde. She had high cheek bones and Slavic shaped blue green eyes. She was thinner than most, but the body attached to those long legs was as shapely as any model. She was in one word, beautiful. She had used some of Rhoda’s lilac and lavender scented body wash. If she only knew how much I love that fragrance; it was making my mouth water for a taste of her pussy. She was wearing only a robe and slippers; her hair still damp from her shower. Like most wrap-a-rounds, no buttons and just a single sash for a belt, the top somehow always managed to open when the wearer sat down.

Lisa’s robe was no exception, exposing everything above her waist as she sat. Reaching for her coffee caused her robe to fall away further exposing left breast completely. I couldn’t help to stare at such a beautiful, firm 36C breast. She had a large pink areola with a small budding nipple; just the kind that makes you wet your lips and wish you could plant your lips around applying soft kisses while licking and sucking. My cock twitched reflexively and snapped me out of my ogling trance. I think I was licking my lips.


If the rest of her body was in the same shape, I would have a difficult time trying to hold back from giving her the cock she’s expecting. We finished our coffee and Lisa went to the dining room for her massage. She removed he robe just as she entered the room and I of course caught another brief glance at her. Wow! Down boy I said to myself Just as another lilac fragrance wafted under my olfactory nerve endings; the aroma clinging to my senses drawing me into the room. By now, Carolyn would have had plenty of time to get settled in to watch the show. Lisa was ready, lying face down on my table with a sheet covering most of her. Yes, today was going to be hard to keep control of my urges..

As I mentioned earlier, I had learned to position my table for the best possible viewing from the living room. Lisa was in fantastic physical shape. Being around the same age as I was, my cock quickly became attracted to her. Her shapely form lying partially covered on my table. Her naked outline clung to the thin sheet covering her long legs and curvaceous butt. It made the thin sheet appear as if it was invisible. Her light brown shoulder length hair reflected all the highlights in the sun light. I just stood next to her admiring her form for several long seconds. I could feel my cock telling me not to make her ask for it.

For first time clients, I always give the extra touch; the full 115%. Lisa was no exception and I wanted her to continue coming back for future treatments. I approached and turned the sheet down off her shoulders and down to the top of her firm round ass. I had to stop and regain my composure before I even got started. My dick was telling me to take the sheet off completely for a better view while I rubbed her back. I silently told my engorged cock to shut up and let me do this massage without becoming completely out of control. After all, this was going to be a long day. There will be plenty of time for fun and pleasure later.

From the first soft gliding stroke down each side of her spine, Lisa moaned and oohed and aahed sounds of sincere pleasure. I could do no wrong; she wanted more massage on every square inch of her back that I touched. I couldn’t take any more. Her smooth and sensual voice forced me to move directly onto her butt. I pulled the sheet down to her knees and began rubbing and squeezing and kneading her firm butt. It helped me a little thinking she might object to this direct assault onto her beautiful ass; maybe a loud ‘Hey, what are you doing?’ But that was not the case. Lisa was thrilled all the more and asked for me to continue.