The Evil Masseuse

Being a mechanic for many years I have slowly developed aches and pains in my back and various joints, I have always needed to see someone who could gently rub me down, someone who is well skilled and proud of what they do. I’m working in a small garage in a back street area where a young woman in a Ford car pulled up and she had an issue with the car accelerating. I lifted up the bonnet and had a look noticing it was a turbo diesel engine I noticed one of the boost pipes had a hole in it. I quickly rang up parts to obtain it and said “it will be hear by lunch time.”

“May I take your name please” I asked.

“My name is Katherine.”

“Nice to meet you Katherine you are obviously new around here.”

“Yes I have recently opened up a fitness gym and have a small massage parlour at the bottom floor.” she said.

“Really, awesome I have been needing to see a masseuse as I have few problems with my back and my shoulders.”

Katherine pulls out her card and says “well here is my number give me a call and choose a time you want I’m open till late.” Flashing a naughty smile at me as I take her card.

Katherine had a short petite skinny body, with nice shaped butt, perky medium sized tits, dark hair and she always wore tight trousers and t-shirt where I could see her figure.

After I had my lunch the boost hose arrived and quickly bolted it and test drive the car, the repair was perfect, looking at the address on the card I thought I’d be the nice guy and drive the car back to her fitness centre, as soon as I saw Katherine glanced out the window and came outside saying “Oh thank you for this you are so sweet for doing this.”

“Youre welcome the repair cost in total wasn’t as high as you thought it was my boss is printing out the invoice come see us tomorrow and settle up.” I replied.

As I begin to walk back to work she places her hand on my shoulder and says “you deserve a nice warm cup of tea would you like one.” Staring at me with eyes in sexual way.