Date: Mon, 27 Jun 2016 18:03:08 +0000 (UTC) From: Leslie Carr Subject: Oiling the Wheels Oiling the Wheels By Androgyne I'm in the stockroom checking towels, robes, and sheets, when my cell-phone buzzes. "Hello Susan what's up?" Susan has a husky voice that sort of sounds like the rumbling purr of a big cat. "Janice dear I've a new customer for you. She's a first timer so please handle her with your usual smooth efficiency." "Of course I will grandma. Which room is she in and what's her name?" "You'll find her in number 6 and she's signed in as Opal Osman." "I'll be right there Susan." Leaving the stockroom I pop into my quarters and ditch the robe I'm wearing and select a clean one. Then I pad off to room 6 and Ms Osman. I rap once on the door, twist the handle, and walk in. She's already laid out on the padded bed/table and covered almost up to her neck by a thin cotton sheet. One of the maids must have gotten her settled before I received my call from Susan. She's not young. I'd guess late forties or early fifties but well groomed and smooth featured. Her hair is a russet shade; brown with reddish highlights. Eying that sheet I can judge she has fairly impressive breasts and the outline of sharp pointed nipples show through the thin cloth. "Ma'am! Ms Osman! I'm your masseuse Janice. Can I ask you a few questions?" She gives me a smile and she seems neither tense nor nervous. "Of course you can my dear!" "Do you have any problems or symptoms that led you to book your visit with us? Just tell me in the simplest terms please Ma'am. She shifts a little on the table and I can hear the rustle of crisp white cotton as she does. "Well my dear; what do I call you by the way? Nothing serious or I'd have consulted my doctor or a specialist. Stiff and aching neck, occasional tightness across my shoulders, the odd headache, and sometimes a dull ache at the base of my back. I think that covers everything." I fix her with my own best smile as I walk across to the table. "Please call me Jan if you will Ma'am." "Certainly Jan and you must call me Opal." "Well Opal those symptoms can have a variety of causes and I can certainly relieve them in some cases and likely remove some of them for good. Now do you have any preference for what scent of oil I use? We have a wide variety of choices if you'd like to select one." "Rose would be nice if you have it." "We certainly do have it Opal. Just give me a moment." Crossing now to the unit against the wall I select an essence of rose oil cartridge and slip it into the electric device that will warm it up quickly. While it heats up I collect several fresh towels from a stack on the same unit and set them at the foot of the bed/table. Next I turn back that sheet that covers my new client. I was right about her breasts! They are big and still clearly firm and without droop or sag. She has big areolas though her nipples are small and sharply pointed. Her body is all curves and fully rounded from those breasts and working downward. Her hips are wide and her belly has a curve to it while her thighs are smoothly rounded. Her vulva has either been recently shaved or she's had it depilated so hair won't grow any more. The heating gadget dings so it's down to business. "If you could roll over and lay face down for me Opal?" "Of course I will Jan." For a big woman she's nimble and agile as she rears up to roll over. Her rear is as full and rounded as the rest of her body and each cheek has a fascinating dimple in it. Taking the now pleasantly warm, but not hot container of oil, I pour a quantity onto the palms of my hands and then begin to work a coating of it onto Opal's body. She has wonderful skin. She's so silky smooth and from the back she shows not a sign of cellulite. I've had twenty year old clients with less well cared for bodies! "Now then Opal let me work across your shoulders." With the oil well spread I knead the muscles and dig my fingers into them with moderate force. She grunts at first then gasps slightly as they begin to slacken and she unwinds. "Opal your shoulder muscles are very tight and stiff. I can ease them but the cause of it is tension. It's none of my business but I'm guessing you have either something dwelling on your mind or perhaps you are under pressure at work say." She first makes a sort of satisfied mewling noise then raises her head slightly. "Oh yes dear you're totally right about pressure in my business but that feels much better already." Meanwhile I'm checking her neck and the vertebrae in it. I can sense the slight arthritic lesions there and know I can fix these for her. "Don't stiffen Opal just relax; there'll be some cracking noises now." Applying steady pressure and manipulating the bones does send out sharp cracking sounds as I put things back into alignment as they should be. She pants and then moves her head around on her neck gingerly. "That's amazing Jan. Everything feels smooth and loose. How on earth did you do that?" "Well that's down to training and instruction Opal. Now let me check out your lower back." Much the same as her neck I find things out of alignment, so I do some pelvic manipulation, and feel things slipping nicely into position as she sighs with relief. "Just lay still for a short while please Opal as things settle down as they should be." Her words are muffled by the sheet beneath her as she wriggles slightly with pleasure. "Janice dear would you mind if I ask you a few things?" "Not at all Opal go right ahead." "How old are you dear?" "I'm 12 and I'll be 13 in around three more months' time." "Now don't tell me if you think I'm prying dear but you're a fair skinned redhead while everyone else here is Oriental. So how does that happen?" "I was adopted Opal. Most everyone else who works here are related and I suppose that means they are my relations legally if not by blood." "Now then Jan how did you learn to do massage like you do at such a young age?" "My adopted grandma was teaching me from around 4 years old Opal and even she says I was her star pupil." She's still face down but I can feel just a hint of tension come into her where my hands are resting on her body and that tension feeds through to her voice. "Err Jan darling I've heard from friends of mine that "The Moon House" also does "Special" massages. Is that correct?" "Why yes Opal we do but if you want one I'll first have to call Grandma Susan. Is that okay?" "Of course it is my dear go right ahead." Taking my phone from my robe's pocket I tap speed dial for Susan. "Hello Janice do you need something?" "Grandma Susan, Ms Osman has enquired about one of our special massages, so can you come and talk with her?" I can almost see her smile as she replies. "Tell your client I'll be right there Janice." I give Opal a reassuring smile as I put my phone away. "Grandma Susan is on her way Opal; she'll be here almost at once." In that I'm spot on and a minute later my grandma by adoption enters the room. I've been calling Susan "grandma" but don't expect a little old lady. My grandma is gorgeous and sexy despite being older than Opal. She's wearing a dress of electric blue silk with a very short skirt that shows off her sensational legs. Those legs are flattered by the seamed black nylons she's wearing along with expensive high heels. Her dark hair is streaked with silver and the steel rimmed specs she has on just add to her lovely looks. She moves like a swimming swan over to the massage table and Opal. "Ms Osman, Janice tells me you've asked for one of our special massages. Might I ask where you heard about them?" From the side I can see just a faint blush on Opal's cheeks but she neither stammers nor stutters her response. "I have a friend, Lorna Phillips, who is a client of yours. She mentioned them to me; in utter confidence of course. She was right wasn't she?" Grandma allows herself a small smile at the mention of Lorna's name. "Ah Mrs Phillips is indeed one of our regulars and she was telling you the truth for sure. Now who would you like for the special Ms Osman? One of our older and more experienced staff members perhaps?" I have to stifle a small giggle when my grandma says that as she knows damn well who Opal wants. Grandma does have a wicked sense of humour on the quiet. "Well I want Janice if she does your special massages of course." Grandma relents and gives an approving nod. "Oh of course she does and I'm sure you'll find my grandchild extremely proficient. I'll adjust your bill to reflect the increased service and leave you now." Grandma smiles and bows slightly then turns and quits the room. Now it's time for me to give Opal the special service she's paying for; and get my own kicks too! Moving back to the bed/table I pull the extension out on both the right and left hand sides giving us now an area about as big as a normal double bed and then collect the oil container and prepare to pour out a second healthy dollop. "Roll over please Opal!" When she does, and she's looking at me, I tug loose the sash on my robe and shrug out of it. Beneath it all I have on are a pair of plain white cotton briefs. You don't wear pretty lingerie when you're going to perform what I'm going to perform. Her hungry eyes roam over my almost naked body as I hook my thumbs into the elastic waistband of my briefs and slide them down over my hips and thighs thence to the floor. Opal's cheeks are flushed and her sharp pointed nipples have gone very hard and erect. She sucks in a sharp breath before speaking. "God but you've got a lovely body." No false modesty from me. "I know but thank you for saying so Opal." As young as I am I'm built on the same lines as my client. My breasts are quite large but my nipples, unlike hers, are thick and flat tipped. I'm curvy all over and my rear is round and full and my vulva is as hairless as hers. Once I started growing a copper coloured fuzz grandma got it removed fast and I'll admit I like to be smooth around my pussy. Her eyes are all over me as begin to coat my own body with the rose scented oil. Once I'm glistening and gleaming from head to toe I hop up alongside her on the padded table. When I pour out more oil, in a puddle on her belly, I'm not looking to ease pain I'm aiming to turn her on and get her off. With sweeps of my palms I spread oil all over her plump body and her breasts are a stopping point. I cup them, smear them with oil, and then tweak and tease her rock hard nipples. Opal's groan is loud in the quiet room. Moving lithely I straddle her wide hips and drop my lips to those dark nipples. Sucking on one oily teat has her shuddering as I squeeze the other one hard enough to have her whimper; but whimper with pleasure! Dropping my oil slick body onto hers I squirm around atop her till I get into just the right position. With a shimmy of my hips I plaster my oily pussy onto Opal's. Her wild yell surprises me and then she grabs hold of my rear to crush us harder together. Grabbing hold of her hips I grind my oily and now wet pussy against hers and lock my lips on hers then use my tongue on hers. Opal's getting the special massage I've given to other ladies and I hope she's enjoying it as much as I am. I'm humping her harder now as I manage to get my hard little clit to rub against hers. Her eyes are wide and wild as I feel the heat and pressure building up inside me and I pump my hips harder and faster. Opal explodes into a huge cum just a second or so before I do the same thing; and fires burn through me as I feel like I'll keep on cumming forever. I come out of it sprawled comfortably atop her plump belly to find she's still shaking from the aftermath of her massive "O". I figure this is just the end of round one and I'm ready to start her off on round two. "Turn over Opal!" She doesn't even bother to ask why she just does as I tell her to. Sliding off her I kneel to kiss those twin dimples on each rounded arse cheek then part them to gaze at her plump wet pussy and the taut pucker of her arse. Bending lower I use the tip of my tongue to explore the crinkled flesh of her pucker and feel her trembling with excitement as I take long licks at her from her pussy right up to that pucker and then back down again. She tastes delicious! Creamy pussy juice mingled with rose scented and flavoured oil tingles on my lips and tongue as I cradle her hips and lap away at her. Opal's panting like she's running a 10K road race as I go for her clit again since her clit's very sensitive indeed. For a big finish I slide one oily finger deep into her pucker to ream her with it. She gets off again like you wouldn't believe! She's screaming hoarsely as she hits her second huge cum. Inevitably Opal's slumped face down, body shuddering in the aftermath of her orgasm, whilst gasping for breath. As she recovers I content myself with planting soft kisses on her full rear and the inside of her smooth skinned thighs. After a deep sigh she rolls over and focuses her gaze on me. "I'd love to taste you Jan. Can I taste your pussy?" Now that'd be fine even if she wasn't paying for this. I've had customers who were all me, me, me, who never gave a thought to how turned on their masseuse had gotten. "Of course you can Opal! You go right ahead!" Giving her my best, not at all fake, sexy smile, I loll back and spread my thighs wide as she rears upright to kneel between them. "Oh God you've got a lovely pussy darling." "Thank you Opal I hope you like how it tastes." She lowers herself to slip her arms under my thighs and clasps each of my hips in her two hands. A first kiss brushes over my pussy which is both wet with my juices and slick from the rose oil. Her next kiss is longer and more assured before she's lapping at my throbbing pussy. My teeth are gritted and my lashes are lowered over my eyes as I relish the electric tingles building inside me. Soon she's sucking on my swollen pussy lips while her tongue, stiffened, begins to ferret around and finally slides deep inside me. My thighs clamp around her upper body and my hands cradle her head to urge her to work faster. I'm floating up towards a wonderful climax as I thrust my hips up against her mouth and I erupt into my writhing threshing wildcat mode. I cum and just seem to keep on cumming in a string of firecracker explosions deep inside my pussy. At the end of my mad ride I'm pretty much like Opal was. That is to say trembling and sucking in deep gulps of air. When I raise my head she's raised hers too and is looking up at me with a wicked grin on her face; also on her face and around her mouth are the streaks and smears of oil and my pussy cream. "Oh my dear just for a moment I thought I'd done too well and you were having some kind of fit. Do you always cum that long and hard?" Propped up on my elbows now I give her my own version of the wicked grin. "Only with ladies who know what they're doing and enjoy what they're doing to me." Leaning forward I kiss her lips and taste rose oil and my own creamy flavour. "There's more if you're ready Opal? There's still time and you're entitled to what you're paying for." I can see her pupils dilate and she takes a deep breath as her nipples seem harder and more erect than ever. "God yes Jan. Just do whatever you have in mind to me. I want more of you right now." I'm very good at judging my clients and what really floats their boats and I'm certain what will be a big finish for Opal. Her clit's long, not terribly thick, but long. Her clit's also very sensitive so I know what should drive her wild; wilder than she's already been that is! Once more I collect the oil container and give my pussy a fresh application then repeat the process on Opal. When I stroke on the scented oil she shivers and her lips draw back showing her expensively crowned teeth. "Oh Jesus Christ!" I ease her back onto the oil smeared sheet and spread her thighs. Forking my own thighs I ease them around hers then wriggle forward. When our slick pussy lips slide against each other's we both make a noise. Hers is a strangled gasp and mine a grunt deep in my throat. Wrapping myself around her I work my hips to churn our wet sexes together. I was right, as I nearly always am, and in no time she's loosing it and in heat like never before. I'm right on her heels too. My pussy's cramping and burning as I grind hard against her and my own clit's hard and erect. With a groan I rear up atop her and finally manage to get our clits fully touching! She's moaning and panting while my breath is hissing between my teeth as I up the pace even more. Each thrust makes me think this will be big "O" time but each time we both just go higher and higher. I'm twisting my swollen nipples and I've got my eyes screwed tight shut when I cum so hard I let go and yell out. "Oh fucking hell YES!" Opal's right with me only all she produces is a shrill wild scream as we both explode, both wild and wet, into our insane finishes. When the waves of wild heat and wetness ebb away I'm collapsed on her and we're tangled together in an oily knot. She wraps her arms around me and somehow manages to speak. "Dear God that was incredible. I've just never cum like that in my life and believe me I've had a lot of women over the years." I open my eyes and grin at her flushed face. "Maybe it's girls that do the best job not women eh Opal?" She blows out her cheeks and nods agreement then glances up at the big wall clock in front of us. "My dear I don't know if I've run out of credit but I regretfully will have to go soon. That business of mine that gave me the tension you've erased calls again. However Jan if the need arises I'll be back for further treatment." She pushes herself free of me, clearly reluctantly, to swing her legs over the edge of the massage bed/table. Then she turns her head to grin at me again. "Who am I kidding? I'll be back dear and you know it and I'll be asking specifically for you." I imitate her actions to sit with my legs dangling too. "Oh that's good Opal because there's things I, no we, didn't do and you can sample then next time. Now let me rub off the worst of the oil before you go through to shower." Using the towels I'd stacked at the foot of the bed/table I remove as much oil as I can from her buxom body and as she sways her way into the shower off this room I clean myself up as best I can. Bundling the soiled sheets and towels into the laundry basket in the corner I slip into my panties and my robe before cracking the door to the shower room a fraction. Opal is in the cubicle wreathed in suds and steam. "I have to go Opal and it's been a pleasure for me so I hope to have you back soon?" Despite likely not being able to see me she looks in my direction. "My darling girl pleasure isn't the word; you were sensational and I'll be booking you again very soon believe me!" I scamper off to my own living quarters to shower and ditch my oily robe and panties into my laundry basket then put on clean ones. Not much point in dressing yet since I might yet have more clients. Out at reception I buttonhole my cousin by adoption Lucy. "Has Ms Osman gone Lucy love?" She taps at the computer keyboard and smirks at me. "Oh yeah she left walking like she was a tad tender but she's already booked for you again next Tuesday. Knowing you you've gotten her hooked already baby doll!" Right then grandma Susan floats out of the back office, around the counter, and right up to me. "Ah Jan darling I see another satisfied customer has left but not before making another appointment. That recommendation from Lorna Phillips has done the trick again. You can't beat word of mouth in this business!" I give grandma a big wink at those words. "Well Susan after today I'm pretty certain Opal will be passing on to a friend or two what our services are and how good they are." Grandma slips an arm around my waist. "That's what I like to call oiling the wheels of industry Jan sweetie. Speaking of oiling it's been a fair while since I assessed your massage skills so why don't we find a free room. You can warm up some lavender oil for me and you can give your grandma a very special massage and maybe I can show you a few new twists to the trade." I'm smiling at her as my nipples start hardening all over again and my pussy begins to tingle afresh. "I'm always willing to learn Susan so let's go find that empty room!"