peekaboo

I was just getting the room ready for my next client when I felt hands over my eyes and felt my breath hitch. However, I went from a little scared to wanting to kick him in the ass. He was like an annoying brother I never wanted. "Jackson 'The Annoying' Frost." I said, picking his hands up and dropping them off my face. I turned and looked at him, and breathed in slightly when I realized he basically towered over me. "Can I help you?"

I smiled down at her. "You know, I've been called many things, and you wouldn't be the first to call me annoying." I smirked, winking at her. "I'm your next appointment." I gave her a big cheesy smile and planted my hands on my hips like Superman. "Where do we start?"

I smiled only slightly before rolling my eyes. "Massage or physical therapy first? It's your choice. Not mine.."

I shoved him hard in his gut. "Not for you EVER." i snapped. "Now take your clothes off and I'll be back to massage you professionally. Pig... pig.." i mumbled and walked out to give him his privacy.

I walked in and stopped dead when I saw his ass.. it was a nice one, yes. But he was SUCH a pig. "Pig," I said shutting the door and grabbing a sheet covering up his butt. "Want any music, water fall? Storm? Anything?" I asked, walking over to the radio and grabbing my rubbing oils.

"Or not. Pig." I said, turning the music on to some soft rock, sure he was a soft rock kinda guy. I started oiling up my hands as I walked toward him. "Any preference on where I start?"

"I could turn over?" I asked, looking up at her. God, I wanted to pull her down onto this table with me and have my way with her. She was so fucking sexy. I wanted her right here and right now. But something I never did was force myself on a girl. Even if they didn't want me in the beginning, they always succumbed to me and wanted me, even more than I wanted them. I could see things going that way with Abigail and me. I would rather it be easier, but anything good was worth waiting for.

"Or not.." I said, punching him in the side. "We'll start there.. since you seem tense THERE." I started massaging his side. "Did anyone ever tell you that you aren't charming? Just gross?"

"I say no. Can I give you a massage now or what? You need to lay straight on your stomach please.."

I chuckled against my will and started rubbing his back softly before moving to a little rougher.

I rolled my eyes, trying not to smile. "Thanks. And stop calling me baby." I rubbed a little harder.

I saw his ass dancing, and held back laughter. God, he was pretty charming and I HATED it. "Right.. I'm sure." I said, sliding down to his lower back and rubbing.

Groaning, I tried to will my cock to stay down. It was growing hard against the table and I couldn't control it. "It's true. Then again, I could call you Snow too. That is one I haven't used on a girl either. Since I'm your Charming."

"You are just full of the cheese, ain't ya?" I asked, trying to ignore how nice his skin felt against mine. God damn him and his cheesy ass pickup lines for getting to me!

I stopped rubbing. "Why don't we let little man down there go down and we'll work on the therapy part.. okay?" I was flattered, but he was still a pig!

I turned around, sitting up to face her, Superman staring her right in the face. "are you sure you wouldn't rather take a flight with the Man of Steel? I know he'd like to meet you." I smiled over at her, hoping she'd take advantage.