Rehab and Release
At 6AM, Sarah’s alarm went off. She groaned as she turned it off, then sat up in bed. Her forty-five-year-old body ached from the day before – her physical therapy session had been particularly grueling. But still, she was determined to get stronger and regain mobility after her surgery 3 months ago. Sarah got out of bed and walked over to her full length mirror. She looked at herself critically – 5’7”, curvy in all the right places with generous breasts and hips, but also carrying some extra weight around her stomach from having two kids. Her long hair was messy from sleep, but she didn’t bother fixing it – she wasn’t expecting anyone today anyway.
Just then, there was a knock on the door. Sarah quickly wrapped a robe around herself and went to answer it. 24-year-old Jake stood outside, looking nervous. He had been recommended by her physical therapist as someone who could help with more intensive massage therapy at home since she wasn’t mobile enough yet to go into his office. “Hi,” Sarah said, trying not to stare at his muscular frame visible through his tight t-shirt and shorts. “Come in.” Jake nodded, stepping inside. He looked around the house curiously before turning back to Sarah. “So where do you want me?” he asked, grinning slightly.
Sarah felt a flush rise to her cheeks but tried to keep her voice steady. “The living room is fine,” she said pointing towards it. As Jake set up his table and oils, Sarah disrobed and lay down on the massage table wearing only her panties. She couldn’t help feeling self-conscious about her body compared to his toned physique. Jake began working on her legs first, kneading the muscles gently yet firmly. His hands were strong but gentle, making circles around her knees, calves and thighs. Sarah moaned softly as he worked deeper into her muscle tissue, releasing knots she didn’t even know existed.
“You’re really tight here,” Jake commented, pressing his thumb into a spot near her inner knee. “I think this is where most of your pain comes from.” Sarah nodded, gritting her teeth as he applied more pressure. It hurt, but it also felt good – like something was being released inside her. After several minutes, Jake moved up to Sarah’s hips, massaging the area around her pelvis and lower back. His fingers brushed against the edge of her panties, sending a jolt of electricity through her body. She gasped slightly, but he didn’t seem to notice or care.
Emboldened, Sarah decided to take a risk. “Jake,” she said softly. “Could you…go lower? I mean, if it’s okay with you.” He looked at her for a moment, then nodded slowly. His hands moved downwards until they were resting on the top of her thighs, just above her panty line. Sarah could feel herself getting wet as his fingers traced circles over her skin. She bit her lip, trying to stifle a moan. Jake seemed to sense her desire and slid his hands under her panties, cupping her ass cheeks roughly. He squeezed them hard, making Sarah cry out in pleasure. Then he started massaging them, kneading the flesh firmly as if it were dough.
Sarah was beyond caring about propriety now. She spread her legs wider, allowing Jake better access to her pussy. He took advantage of this invitation, sliding a finger inside her wetness. Sarah bucked her hips upwards, wanting more contact. Jake obliged, adding another finger and starting a slow rhythm. His thumb pressed against her clit, rubbing it in circles while his fingers curled upward to hit that sweet spot deep within her. Sarah’s moans grew louder as she felt herself getting closer to climax. She reached down to grab Jake’s wrist, urging him on. Suddenly, Sarah arched off the table, screaming out as an intense orgasm washed over her. Waves of pleasure rolled through her body, leaving her trembling and gasping for breath. Jake slowed his movements, gently sliding his fingers out of her sopping wet pussy.
“Feeling better?” he asked with a smirk. Sarah couldn’t help but laugh – she definitely did! Just then, there was another knock on the door. Both Sarah and Jake froze, looking at each other in panic. “Shit,” Sarah muttered under her breath. “That must be my neighbor.” She quickly scrambled off the table, grabbing a nearby bathrobe to cover herself up. Meanwhile, Jake frantically tried to pack away his massage equipment. Sarah managed to open the door just as another knock sounded. Her neighbour – a middle-aged woman named Linda – looked at her curiously. “Hi Sarah,” she said politely. “I was wondering if you had any sugar I could borrow?”
“Oh, uh, sure.” Sarah stammered, stepping aside to let Linda in. She glanced over at Jake who gave her a sheepish grin before ducking out of the room. The rest of their interaction was awkward as Sarah tried to act normal while secretly reliving what had just happened between them. When Lindra finally left, Sarah sagged against the door with relief. She couldn’t believe she’d just had such an intense sexual experience during a rehab session! But despite the unexpected interruption, one thing was clear – this wasn’t going to be their last encounter…
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