I had scheduled an appointment that very evening, which my sore muscles really needed. I decided to go on Craigslist to search out ther****ts. Several...numbers had no answer, and others had no availability. When I finally reached someone, it's a guy who has a late appointment in his home office, so I got on my way for a good ninety-minute massage. I arrived at Jim’s and discovered he was a tall, (six-foot four) dark-haired Italian in very good shape, and he looked strong. We spoke so that he. And so, for that matter, was she! She wore a hybrid microphone/headphone headset, and nothing else. She had turned the wooden chair around, and through the bars meant to support one's back as they worked, I could see her sex, open and dripping, great puddles forming on the wood between her spraddled legs. Her amazing, full breasts heaved, and she was covered in a thin sheen of sweat, which only seemed to heighten her beauty.My jaw swung open, and I froze in the darkness. And I realised that I. Maybe I was secretely in love with him or just wanted to fuck him, and badly!'Hello Dr Travis, this is Nikki, you sexy thing you!!" I said when he answered. I heard him chuckled and then sighed. "Hey there beautiful, long time no see!" he said to me. I was already pinching my nipples as he spoke and I felt my clit twitch beneath my thong. "What do I owe the pleasure of this call?" he asked me."Well its dad again. This time he said his sight is going. He said it's blurry. What could be the. Nothing unusual. But then I started getting flirty with her, every time she went to the break room, I'd drink coffee with her, got a bit touchy with her, light strokes to her arm, light caresses to her hand sometimes, making innuendos from time to time among other things.I could tell she liked it, a 23 year old, with an athletic body, with a successful career ahead of him, giving her the attention she needs. And that's when she started feeling guilty. Guilty for flirting with me, while she had.