The Happiest of Endings
Keywords: The, Happiest, Endings, of,
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"Author's note: Due to the fact that all my other stories on this site are heterosexual I want to stress that this story is in the transsexuals and cross dressers category because it contains explicit sex between male and transsexual characters. If this content is likely to offend or upset you please stop reading now. I am happy to receive criticism on writing style, storyline etc but not because you do not personally agree with the sexuality of the characters. That said if you are still with me I hope you enjoy the story."
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It had been a long hard day at work and the tension caused by the fast approaching project deadline was mounting. David knew he needed to relax somehow but Allie, his significant other, was also stressed from her work and neither of them had the patience to calm the other down. David sank himself in a bubble bath for almost an hour with a book but it was no good, he just couldn't calm his mind.
Eventually David discarded the book in disgust, and drained the water while wondering what to do next. While drying himself he thought of the new massage center that he had noticed located in a shop front in the next suburb. A massage would be perfect, he thought and checked his watch that he had left next to the basin. Just after 8.30, hopefully they would still be open long enough for him to get an hour massage.
David did get regular massages but the girl he went to did not work after 7.00, and so occasionally he tried other places, usually resulting in disappointment.
Massages in David's experience come in three types. There are those like his usual where it is all business and you get a very good massage but definitely nothing else, then there is the sometimes reasonable massage with the nude or semi nude masseuse and the famous "happy ending" oily hand job and the last one is the front for the illegal brothel where you get a few strokes of the contact they call a massage before you get asked if you want "extras". At the last type of place the massage is useless and usually the lady concerned is well past her prime, can barely speak English and is not at all interesting.
David went through the lounge and told Allie he was going out. She was watching one of the "CSI" shows (Allie had once asked him who did the theme song, he said "Yes" and totally confused her) and she was so absorbed that she didn't even acknowledge him.
As he started the car and reversed out onto the road David thought about the place he was going to. It was new and he didn't know a lot about it, but the massage sign was big and obvious enough to assume it was legitimate. David hoped they did a good proper massage because that was exactly what he needed.
When he had parked the car David walked up the row of closed shops to the only light still on, went through the white painted door and into a little reception area. He heard a chime out the back that announced his presence. There was a small reception counter and a curtained off doorway behind it heading to the back of the shop. The pale blue walls were three quarter height and there was light shining over the partition that was just a bit brighter than the dim bulb above his head. In the corner there were a couple of old chairs for people who wanted to wait.
David looked at the counter and on it were a cardholder with business cards showing details of the place and also a small bell. The wall had an anatomical chart with the human bodies muscles highlighted and a there was also a price list that was reassuringly short.
Full body relaxation massage half hour: $45.
Full body relaxation massage one hour: $75.
Gift certificates available.
Hours: 11.00am to 9.00pm.
David looked at his watch and it was 8.50. Just made it.
Things were looking up. From David's observation the signs here were that this was a real business and not just a whorehouse, and what he needed badly now was a relaxing massage, not a hurried and unappetizing blowjob or fuck.
David was just reaching across to ring the bell when a girl came through the curtain. She saw him and jumped.
"Sorry," she said, obviously startled, "I didn't hear the bell and I was just coming through to close up".
She was quite tall, maybe five foot eight and had legs that just went forever. The white, pointy-toed high heeled shoes that had straps that wound up past her calves over white stockings were very sexy. David had not seen that sort of shoe on a masseuse before, mostly they went for practical flat shoes. Fine, he thought, as long as she doesn't walk on my back. Mousy blonde hair fell to her shoulders in a "I've been working hard today" look that in no way made her look any less pretty, just more natural. Dressed in a short white uniform she had a little green nametag pinned to her modestly sized chest that said "Jade". David thought to himself, I like tall, willowy blondes, they are often very sensual and confident but are also sometimes not very strong when it comes to massaging, and I am a pretty big man who likes a good firm massage.
"Damn," he replied, "I could really use a massage tonight Jade."
She frowned, and then looked down at her nametag, realizing how he knew her name.
"Hang on." She said and then poked her head back out through the curtain. David was suddenly looking at a very fine round behind with a tight white skirt riding just high enough to show stocking tops.
"Julie," Jade called, "there's a guy here who wants a massage, do you mind staying behind while I do it?"
"OK sweetie." Answered a melodic, low and sexy voice.
Wow, David thought, that one could do telephone sex, just those words got me interested.
Jade turned around and caught him staring at her ass and legs. She blushed and pulled futilely at the hem of her uniform as he turned away embarrassed.
"How long do you want?" Jade asked brusquely.
"An hour if it's not a problem." David mumbled, hoping he hadn't upset her too much.
"Fine." Jade replied. "I'll just close up."
She squeezed past him leaving a waft of subtle perfume. Jade locked the door and flicked off two light switches, the first turned off the sign and the second turned off the light above David. In the semi darkness Jade grabbed his hand.
"This way." She said and led him through the curtain to a dimly lit hallway. There were three doors in the partition style walls off to the left, obviously the massage rooms, and one door straight ahead in a full wall at the end of the hall. Jade took him into the first massage room. It was reasonably dim with a low power light fitting in the roof directly above a massage table that had the hole at the top to put your head through. There were towels arranged around the head hole and on the table itself. A chair in the far corner looked like it matched the ones in the reception area and there was a shelf unit against a wall with oils, towels and a candle burning on the top shelf. A small CD player was in the other far corner playing soft relaxation music. There were poster prints on the walls of waterfalls and forests. The floor was carpeted and room was cozy and just slightly warm, just perfect for a relaxing massage.
"What's your name?" Jade asked, turning to him.
"David." he replied. He had never seen the point in making up names when he got a massage, so he always gave his real one.
"OK David that will be $75." Jade said, deep blue eyes shining and suddenly smiling again. David thought she was very pretty when she smiled.
He reached for his wallet and pulled out the notes. $75 was expensive for a real massage but the way he was he didn't care and it was too late to go anywhere else.
"Just put your clothes on the chair and lie face down on the table." Jade said, taking the money. Then she went out, closing the door behind her.
David undressed and lay down as instructed. He could hear a low murmur of voices toward the back of the shop but could not make out anything they were saying. He let the music wash over him and slowly relaxed.
The door opened and closed again and then Jade was next to him.
"You haven't been here before." She said, more a statement than a question.
"No." He said to the floor through the head hole.
"Do you want a towel for modesty while I do your back?" She asked.
"No thanks." He answered quietly.
"Do you like a hard or soft massage?" Jade asked.
"Very hard." He replied.
"Be sure to let me know if it is too hard or too soft." Jade said.
David heard the oil bottle open and then she rubbed her hands together to warm the oil. Jade started on his left calf muscle and David soon knew that she was good at this, very good indeed. She started softly, warming up the muscles before rubbing harder and harder. A couple of times she asked if it was hard enough and he just said perfect. For about half an hour she worked on his legs, back and ass and the only noises were the relaxation music, the oil bottle squirting, her hands on his skin and his quiet moans of pleasure. David liked to relax during a massage and did not like the distraction of small talk and Jade seemed to understand this, working in silence. She worked up his left leg to the buttock, where he gave a little shiver as her hand accidentally brushed the hair on his balls before she worked back down to the foot. After a good session on the foot she swapped sides to the right calf showing her professionalism by not losing contact with him during the change. She once again worked her way up and again he felt a very brief light touch to the balls, this time causing a tingling feeling in his dick. Was this accidental he wondered?
Then she was heading back down again to the right foot and this was treated to a long session too. Some people hate having their feet massaged but David loved it, and Jade was very skilled. She finished the foot and he felt her hands tracing the muscles in both of his powerful legs up to his buttocks again and this time she trailed her thumbs up the bum crack gently brushing his asshole as they passed. He jumped a bit with the guilty pleasure she caused.
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Keywords: The, Happiest, Endings, of,