Date: Fri, 2 Dec 2016 14:07:18 +0000 (UTC) From: Leslie Carr Subject: Oiling the Wheels chapter 2 Oiling The Wheels 2 By Androgyne I hold open the door of massage room 6 for Grandma Susan to precede me then close it behind me and snap on the lock of the door. This room is just like every other massage room in "The Moon House" in both size and furnishings. Smack in the middle of the room is the massage bed/table which can be raised or lowered with a foot pedal and which is covered with a crisp white sheet. Off to one side is the cabinet on which rests the assortment of scented oil cartridges and the electric heating unit. In the cabinet's cupboards will be a supply of clean fluffy white towels and a number of white bath robes for the customers/clients. In one corner is the shower cubicle and to the side of that is a wash basin for mainly the use of the masseuse rather than the clientele. There is a piped music system available so knowing Grandma Susan's tastes in music I select some soft piano stuff that tinkles away gently. "Help me out of this dress and hang it up please Janice dear. You know what it cost and you know how much I love it so take care of it won't you?" "Of course I will Susan; just turn around for me." Now for an almost 13 year old I'm barely above average height but that still gives me an inch or so on Susan. My adopted grandma is a tiny woman but utterly gorgeous from her coal black hair, silver streaked, to her tiny feet. I begin popping the small black buttons that run down from her slender neck to the waist of the electric blue silk dress. When the last button yields the weight of the heavy material makes it drop suddenly but I catch it before it can touch the floor. Grandma steps out of it and once she has I carry the beautiful silk creation to place it on a hanger. Returning I run my eyes over Susan. Her lingerie is entirely black. Black satin bra and briefs are teamed with a black suspender belt and seamed black stockings. The contrast with her saffron golden skin is sheer perfection. Moving behind her again I lift one foot to remove the first of her hand lasted shoes and then the other. Bare footed Susan is even smaller; like a beautiful doll. I place her shoes on the cabinet top and return yet again to slip down the straps of her bra and unhook it. Grandma's breasts are very small, smaller than mine, but perfectly formed. They are cone shaped and tipped with sharp pointed dark nipples that I know are permanently hard. Draping the bra over my shoulder I unhook the stockings from the suspender belt, roll them down her slender thighs and legs, and in turn they join the bra on my shoulder. I add the suspender belt to my burden then ease Susan's briefs down for her to step out of and stand gloriously naked before me. Her labia are small and plump and her pubic hair consists of a small jet black triangle, neatly trimmed, above her sex. Rising I cross to where her dress hangs and her lingerie joins that lovely length of silk. When I return to her I bow slightly and formally. "If you'll allow me Ms Hu?" I point and usher her towards the massage table/bed and Susan smiles slightly at me and nods her satisfaction. "Well done Janice as I'm not at this moment your Grandma Susan Hu; I am a client waiting to be satisfied by a "Special Moon House Massage" from Miss Janice Holmes." I place my foot on the pedal and lower the table/bed enough that Susan can climb onto it easily. Once she's settled face down I pull up the sheet folded at the foot of the table and cover her up to her shoulders. "What scent would you prefer for the oil Ms Hu?" "Why don't you suggest one my dear? You must be completely familiar with the range available." I walk over to the unit where the oil cartridges are laid out and examine the choice. This is a serious test from Susan into my formal ability to handle a new and wealthy client; with Susan playing the wealthy new client of course. There are the standard choices like lavender or patchouli and the popular citrus scented oils. Black rose I know is too heavy a scent for Susan so my eye fixes on a fairly new addition to our selection. "Might I suggest I use "Gold Lotus" today Ms Hu?" "That sounds delightful my dear and I'm sure I'll love it!" I slip the cartridge into the heater and set it to start then cross back to the massage table where Susan rests. "If you could tell me Ms Hu what you require from this massage? Are you having any problems with say fibrositis or muscular pain? Any tension headaches for example?" Susan gives me a wickedly lovely smile; or possibly a lovely wicked smile? Whichever it is exciting and enticing at one and the same time. "Not at all my dear; my Tai' Chi' practice keeps me supple and free from pain thank you. I'm here to experience one of the "Moon House's" very special and stimulating massages for which you are justly famous. I'm entirely in your hands and you have all the time in the world." "Thank you Ms Hu I'll try to uphold our reputation." Just then the timer chimes so I pad across to the unit and return with the container of warm "Gold Lotus" oil. I peel back and fold down the sheet then make sure Susan's hair is away from the nape of her neck and then apply the first of the oil. I smooth it onto her neck and across her shoulders and gently probe her shoulder muscles. I ease her head from side to side to check the vertebra before a further application of oil is laid onto Susan's shoulder blades and lower back. Susan's waist is narrow and even in her late fifties her body is taut and disciplined. Her buttocks are as round and firm as a young girl's and her thighs and calves are smoothly muscled. Adding oil I work on those buttocks and the backs of her thighs and calves; studiously ignoring the sweet curve of her pussy that nestles between those thighs. By the time I've worked oil onto her toes and the soles of her feet Susan is breathing slowly and deeply and almost purring like a cat. Lifting one foot I kiss its sole and suck on her oil scented and flavoured toes. This produces a reaction of "Mmmm" as I repeat it on the other foot. Now I move back to the neglected portion of her anatomy. I pour a small quantity of the warm scented oil onto her sweet pussy! I stroke it on with my fingertips and occasionally caress more oil onto the sleek insides of her thighs. Despite her studied calmness and legendary control Susan is now breathing faster. Ceasing my delicate touching of her sensitive labia I return to efficient masseuse mode. "If Ms Hu would like to turn over for me? Here let me help you!" I ease Susan up and aid her, unnecessarily, so she now lies on her back. There is one clear sign that my dainty efforts are having an effect. Susan's nipples, normally hard, are now swollen and look like dark stones on her small breasts. Now I begin oiling her from the neck down and soon reaching her small firm breasts cup and gently squeeze them whilst tweaking and teasing her rock hard teats. Her eyes are narrowed and her flat belly is beginning to ripple as my hands and fingers move lower. I puddle a little more oil into her navel and over her lower belly then probe her stomach muscles as once more I bypass her neat and dewy pussy. My own pussy is more than dewy it's now hot and wet with suppressed excitement and lust. As for my breasts they feel flushed and my thick flat ended nipples are erect, swollen, and tingling with the need to have them touched. I work down the front of her thigh muscles and lower legs to her feet. Susan now gleams and glistens oily from head to toe and her cheeks are reddened despite her attempt at control. Now to unleash our joint lust! Parting her slender thighs I place the heel of my hand against her pussy, slick with oil and now her own creamy juices, and as I pump firmly Susan almost growls. "Oh fuck YES! Now child now!" With my free hand I tug loose the sash of my terry cloth robe and shrug out of it and then pull down the cotton panties I'm wearing. All this time I'm almost slapping my palm against Susan's hot crease. Twisting that hand left to right and right to left with increasing speed I watch with delight as Susan bucks her hips and groans as her first "O" flares between her thighs. As my adopted grandma writhes out her cum on the massage table it's time for the next phase. Naked now I lift the oil container and pour it liberally over my body and smear it thickly around. Next I pull out the left and right extensions to that table and clamber up to join Susan. Splaying her thighs I kneel between them and lower my mouth to her gleaming slit. The tip of my tongue flickers over her wet and oily sex and pinching her prepuce I work on her small but erect clitoris. Susan's head is flailing around now and she wraps her oily thighs around my upper body to squeeze me with surprising power for a tiny woman. Her second "O" is so violent I'd have been flung to the floor had her legs not been locked around me and her screams of release echo around the room. These rooms are well insulated but even so I wonder if people outside hear and have any inkling of what's happening. Her arms clasp me as her violent aftershocks lessen and she kisses my mouth greedily and almost violently. Now her lips are against my ear and she pants into it. "Oh you're the best pupil I've ever had Janice darling. Now I'm your grandma again and leave everything to Susan!" Wriggling from under me she tumbles me onto my back and levers my thighs wide apart. I can feel moisture trickling from my throbbing pussy and for sure it isn't oil. The room now has two scents and one is "Gold Lotus Oil" while the other is hot wet pussy juices. Kneeling, Susan bows down to press her mouth to my dripping sex, and her tongue explores my ultra sensitive labia before burrowing deeper. My clit feels enormous though in truth I know it's only a normal size. When Susan sucks on my labia I'm moaning out loud and shuddering from head to toe! With my eyes screwed shut I concentrate on sound and touch. The sounds are wet ones from my burning pussy and gasps from Susan as her tongue now flogs my swollen clit. The touch is increased as her fingers probe my crease and first two and then a third finger ease into me. I'm locking onto her fingers as she reams me and her tongue laps at my sopping pussy. If people outside heard Susan as she came then they must hear me howl and bawl as I explode into as big an "O" as I've ever had in my life. As the fires blaze inside me my body arches up and my creamy juice spurts out in a distinct and wonderful squirt. Susan works me just as hard and I'm flailing and yelling as a whole string of minor cums go off like firecrackers deep in my white hot pussy. I lay gasping and trembling, with Susan sprawled across me, sucking on one of my bloated nipples, with one hand, between my thighs, she strokes my oozing pussy. Opening my eyes wide I look at my adopted grandma. Her face is stained with the juices my pussy expelled with such force and she has a heavy lidded look of satisfaction at what her efforts have done to me. "My God child I've never felt you cum as hard as that. And as for your squirt....Well that's a rarity for you I know but I'd love to make you do it again darling." Still breathing hard I lever myself up and despite that incredible climax I'm already to kick things off all over again. "Another squirt isn't likely grandma but we're going to fuck right now!" At that she arches an eyebrow and grins. She knows I only talk dirty like that when I'm on heat and going pussy crazy. "So what are you....?" She only gets that far because I take a hold of an oil slick thigh and calve to lift it and swing my thighs around hers and press my wet pussy down on hers. Atop of her I'm rotating my hips and grinding against her. Susan sucks in a short fast breath and then humps up against me in a frenzy of pure lust. "Harder Jani as hard as you can. Fuck my pussy with yours!" I'm already burning as my slippery labia slither over hers as I try for the perfect outcome. I'm getting good at this as I rub pussies with a lot of girls and ladies and I manage to get my clit to press and rub against Susan's. We're like two wild animals as we thrust at each other insanely and the electric currents crackle around inside our pussies. Locked together we howl out as one as we hit a mad explosive climax and cum long and hard. I come out of my fit, trembling, to find our thighs are still locked around each other's and we've soaked each other's thighs as we smeared our cum onto each other. Susan somehow finds the strength to swing around to lie in a spoon position with me. Her arms close around me and she nuzzles my neck and kisses me gently. "Better than last time darling and the best ever. I've NEVER "fucked" a girl like you in my life. There you made me say "fuck" and you know how little I like or use that word. However that's what we just did; we fucked each other thoroughly. Now Grandma Susan needs a rest. I'm not a young girl and haven't been for a long time. Let's just snuggle for a while." I turn inside the circle of her arms so in turn I can nuzzle at her hard little nipples and speak from between her breasts. "Hah! Don't give me the tired old lady line Grandma. The last time you came out with that I was too sore to sit down after what we did to each other. But you're right. Let's take a break and then we'll do it again till we're sore all over again!" I tug up the sheet to cover us not because the room's chilly; it just feels snug and comfortable that way. We're tangled together like a pair of oily snakes as I relish the warm pulse of my wet pussy. After a while of companionable silence my curiosity gets the better of me. "Grandma Susan that was wonderful but it was a test as well wasn't it? What was if for? What's going on? Oh and I'm pretty sure I passed didn't I?" Susan's savouring the afterglow too and as I'm talking she's nibbling my neck and using her tongue tip on my ear; which is nice but distracting! I know my sexy grandma and what she's up to. Play nice and Janice might get sidetracked? Not a hope! "I like that Susan but you're not answering the question are you?" She "Hmmpphhs" and leans back to prop herself up on one elbow and lock her stare on me. I'm pretty much immune to that nowadays too. "I'm not going anywhere Susan and I still want an answer." She nods sharply. "All right child you seem to pass every test I set you lately so you deserve an explanation. Comfy? If you are I'll put you in the picture. Ready?" I wriggle my oil slick body even closer to hers and nod as sharply as she did. "Very well then here goes. As you know the "Moon House" has grown its reputation for discreetly giving comfortably off, and even quite affluent ladies, the special services they delight in for many years now. Up till now we have always conducted our business here on the premises without a single hitch or snag." I nod against Susan's firm little breasts. "Yeah and having Chief Superintendant Anne Cass and city councillor Jane Adams as regulars here helps with that Susan." "Indeed it does child. Our name is established and we make excellent profits but perhaps an opportunity to branch out even further has arrived. I've been approached with a very good offer indeed to make an extended "house call" for an extremely wealthy and more importantly extremely influential lady. It would involve visiting a certain address and that visit is expected to last from a Friday evening till Sunday evening. A number of new clients would require our best special treatments during that period. How do you feel about that dear?" "Clearly I'm the one expected to make the house call Susan?" "Child you're undoubtedly "Moon House's" greatest asset but I think two masseuses might be a good idea during that period. Who would you best work with do you think?" I don't even have to consider for a second. "Tracy!" "Tracy Chan! Now why am I not surprised at you picking her?" "Grandma Susan the fact that Tracy's my girlfriend here in the house has nothing to do with me picking her. You told me not that long ago that Tracy is the only girl who comes close to being as good at her job as I am." Grandma grins slightly as she hears my thoughts. "Blast having a pre teen with an almost photographic memory for a grandchild! But yes you're right. Tracy is a fair second to you and she's well ahead of any of my other girls both in skills and customer demand apart from you. That Opal Osman has already booked another session with you proves that point. Very well then you and Tracy together and the three of us will discuss it in my office later tonight. Now we'd both better shower off this lovely new oil. We'll be ordering more of this I can tell you." I untangle myself from Susan, hop off the table that has been our bed, and skip across to the shower cubicle. I adjust the mixer taps to give us hot water without it being scalding and switch the shower head to "needle spray" to help shift the oil. Grandma leaves the table more sedately and walks across leaving, like I did, oily footprints on the vinyl flooring. I jump inside ahead of her. "There's plenty of room for two Susan! I'll wash your back and you can wash mine. Okay?" "Of course child!" There isn't "plenty" of room but there's enough and with a sponge soaked in "Peony" body scrub I cleanse Susan of the oil and she does the same for me. I can't help it! The perfume of that "Peony" scrub and the way Susan's wet and naked body brushes against mine turns me on all over again! Without giving her any warning I slide my hand between her thighs and ease my fingers into her lovely taut pussy. Susan gasps and then makes that sound with all the "Ms" as my three fingers probe deeper into her silky wetness. She hooks an arm around me to pull me close and hisses into my ear. The noise of the steaming water fails to mask her excitement and my own heat is soaring. "I'll give you what you're giving me!" Her slender thigh eases mine apart and her long fingers slither over my labia stroking and caressing them. Teasing me with the slowness she slides a finger home and follows it with a second one. I'm gritting my teeth and moan out loud as the third one enters me but Susan's not finished yet. When the fourth finger wriggles into me I gasp, swallow some water, cough, and then savour the first time Susan's finger fucked me with four fingers. I'm filled and stretched as her fingers churn inside me but even as my pussy cramps and flares I'm working just as hard on Susan's pussy. In clouds of steam we thrust home again and again as I go higher and higher towards a huge "O" and Susan goes with me. My hoarse scream as I cum is echoed by Susan's shrill yell of ecstasy while we both turn into trembling shuddering sex machines to fuck each other into collapse. In fact we both end up tumbled together on the tiles of the cubicle floor, with heaving breasts and pounding hearts, as our massive cums leave us exhausted. "Child you seem inexhaustible today and I have a meeting in my office fairly soon with our bankers. I forbid you to make another move on me until I give you permission. Now we'd better just shower now after creaming each other so thoroughly." This time we clean our oozing pussies and step out to towel off. Once we're thoroughly dry I help Susan back into her lingerie, dress, and shoes. All I need do is slip on my panties and robe plus my pair of furry mules. "Leave the room to one of the maids' child. You've passed my best test standards so go change into proper clothes and report to Mrs Ang. As I recall your tuition period starts in about forty minutes. "Ah Grandma!" "Enough child! You need to be educated in other things than how to massage a woman and please a woman. The local authorities have you down as "home schooled" but remember they do check on your progress periodically so you must keep up with your studies. Go and Mrs Ang will be waiting." Regretfully I obey and I'll get nowhere being kittenish with either Grandma or Mrs Ang. Mrs Ang is a seventy one year old retired teacher with three children and nine or ten grandchildren so my curvy body has no effect on her. However one thought does spring to mind. It's flattery but genuine flattery. "Grandma Susan?" "Yes my dear what now?" "Have you ever thought of taking the occasional customer again? I mean I know you own and run the place but not ALL our clients are into pre teens. Some want teens or young women and I'll lay odds there are more than a few "mature" ladies looking for a gorgeous mature lady masseuse." She pauses near the door and places her index finger against her chiselled cheekbone and ponders a while. "Do you know Janice that is quite a sharp and novel thought? I do miss the "action" so to speak and I think you might well be right about the demand for a couple of "mature" masseuses. We'll discuss this along with the other matters in my office later. Now get going child your teacher awaits you!" Susan saunters away with a sway to her slim hips and I scamper off to my quarters to dress like a schoolgirl and further my normal education; as opposed to my sexual education! I'll enjoy the latter a lot more than the former but Mrs Ang expects my best so I'll do my best.