"He-hello," Jon stuttered to the blonde bombshell at his door. She was considerably taller than him and well built but still incredibly sexy. She had a bag over her shoulder and was carrying some kind of large, hard wooden item which looked kind of like a giant briefcase. The woman smiled at Jon and said, "Good morning Holly. I see you're ready for your appointment. Why don't I set up in the usual space and I'll let you know when I'm ready to begin." Jon noticed an accent from the woman, European he thought. Maybe German or Swedish. His mind was racing. His calendar didn't show any appointments for today but this woman seemed to know him so he let her in, giving her a nervous smile as she passed him and he closed the door.
He couldn't think what the appointment might be. He had no idea what women, particularly rich women do in their spare time. Wanting to be ready for anything he decided to go to the bathroom while he was waiting. He was nervous having someone else in his house so he went to the more secluded bathroom connected to his bedroom. He closed both doors to ensure privacy. He walked into the bathroom untying the fabric belt of his robe as he did. He stood at the toilet and lifted seat. He considered sitting down to pee just to keep up appearances but he figured the chances of this woman interrupting him in the bathroom were practically zero. He pulled down the front of his panties to release his penis. This was made a bit more difficult because of the garter belt he was wearing too but he managed to do his business. When he finished he shook himself dry and stuffed his junk back into the panties. He decided to take off the garter belt and panty hose. When he had that done he started to look for something else to wear but without knowing what was in store he was finding that hard.
Before he could make a decision he heard a gentle knock on his bedroom door and heard the same woman calling him, "I'm ready for you now Holly. Whenever you are ready." Jon gulped and tied his robe closed again before sheepishly making his way out. He tried to play it cool. As he walked back to the living room he was about to ask if he should wear anything in particular when he spotted what the woman had set up. In the corner of his living room, away from the main windows was a wooden massage table. There was some incense burning too and some very relaxing music playing.
The woman who Jon now knew, or at least hoped, was his masseuse was all business. She gestured at Jon's feet and asked him to please remove his heels. Jon had almost forgotten that he was wearing them but he quickly complied. With the heels off Jon felt even smaller next to this impressive looking woman. She was running some oil into her hands and said matter of factly, "Please remove your robe Holly and lie face down." Jon was nervous but he untied his robe again and quickly removed it, folding it and placing it over the back of a dining chair. He figured they had been through this same routine numerous times so he did his best to look comfortable. But he did feel a bit exposed to be standing in front of another person dressed in a matching, very lacy bra and panty set. The massues seemed surprised to see that Jonnhad a bra on but she dealt with it like a pro. Speaking in her foreign accent she said, "Please remove your brassiere too, I'll be working on your shoulder blades and upper back a lot today and the straps will be in the way." Jon actually felt less embarrassed after he took the bra off, although he did notice her make a few sly glances down at his chest.
Now dressed only in a pair of panties, Jonlcimbed onto the massage table and lay on his front, placing his head through the hole at the top. "Now, you just relax and let Erica take all your pains and stress away, Miss Holly." she said in a very calming voice. Jon thought, "Great. I know her name now."
Erica leaned over Jon's head and quietly spoke in his ear, "Ready, let's begin."
