"Is everything comfortable?" I asked in a hushed voice."Very." He replied.I moved my way to the head of the table. Once there I leaned over by his ear...and softly asked, "So what are we working on today?" My lower back has been bothering me and I've been running a lot so my legs and hips are kind of sore." He mumbled into the face cradle. This is where my dirty mind started to run away with itself.I formed my plan of attack for the massage. Lower back, top of hips, legs, then glutes. I did some. The phone found its way back into her pocket as she ignored the sound notifying her of his reply. She approached the building, walked through its doors, and made her way straight past the elevators and onto the stairs. Elevators were too slow. Someone at the desk looked up and was completely ignored as she charged her way up the stairs. One step at a time, two steps at a time. All the way up to the third floor. Two more steps, one more step. She jumped the last step and sailed into the hall,. Yes... yes, ma'am," he sputtered aloud."Good boy," I smiled. I let the blouse fall back open, exposing my round tits and perky nipples once again. "Now, do you want to watch me play with myself?" He nodded eagerly."I'll play with myself on one condition," I explained. "I want you to take your cock out, and start stroking yourself."If you've never seen a man's face flood in fear, it's a sight to behold. The color drained from his face so fast that it was like someone had taken a remote and. Bob told her she was a good dancer and she blushed.He looked at her and said, "If telling you that you are a good dancer is going to cause you to blush, what is going to be your reaction when I tell you that you are the best looking girl here at the dance?"She blushed again and moved closer so she could put her head against Bob's shoulder until she felt the flush receding.She moved back a little and said looking up at him, "Thank you, I needed to hear that as I just broke up with my boyfriend.