Robin Wood 5 (Patreon)

Greetings my dear Patron!

Having a nice week? So far so good over here. Also, Patreon's site is doing that thing again despite having been well-behaved earlier in the day, but I am not getting stressed about it. Just jumped right into a word processor and will handle it here. Maybe it is just a timing thing. When I get finished my lunch and have an hour or so to myself might be when they are updating the servers or doing something intensive that would cause such a heinous and unforgivable slow down. I will just have to believe that because its an inexcusable level.

Anyway, after experiencing that and having my backup plan ready is very helpful. If you have a similar situation in your own life, having a back up plan in case things don't go your way is very advisable. Now I don't have to look up the address of where patreon's servers  are. You know, for research purposes. Whole site is frozen to death currently.

Thing is when you are reading this you are probably thinking 'Michelle is a psychopath, the site is working fine.' or something along those lines. Understandable. What a thing this human condition. Existence, temporal relation. Wild stuff sometimes. Let's get a nice big temporal wobble that enables all this growth fetish I write to become the new norm in the universe or something. How about that?

Please enjoy the next chapter. I laughed realizing you guys haven't even met Dexter yet and thought more people would be interested in him. And I haven't even released this chapter yet.

So please look forward to this one. I think our precious Lin is starting to catch on that something is going on. Looks like Patreon decided to get its shit together so this post might be able to go up sooner rather than later.

Enjoy!

~Michelle

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5. Dexter Over Dinner

“Oh! I am sorry to keep you waiting.” Lin said politely offering a bow and preparing a cup of tea. “Tea?” He stood up holding his jacket over his arms and stepped cautiously towards the counter.

“Oh, no problem at all. Yes, thank you. I didn’t mean to come when you were busy. Sorry about that.” He said in a weak voice looking down whenever she made eye contact with him. This guy’s posture and demeanor let everyone know he was a bit too gentle for his own good and not very popular with the ladies. Or if he was it didn’t show and he came off as a nervous wreck. Lin was more surprised that he worked up the courage to even come back after the first time and smiled at him holding the tea.

“It’s fine. I’m glad you came back. How can I help you today?” She said shifting her voice into her night-time persona. She leaned forward on the counter low enough that she could look up into his downcast eyes. They met and he smiled once quickly before using the tea cup as a shield to hide his face. “You can look at me, you know. I don’t mind.” She said softly as she brought his gaze up slowly with hers. “The same as last time?” She said raising her eyebrows.

“Yes, please. The uhm one where, well, you know. I mean, like, just. Just a massage is fine. My shoulders are, uh, stiff.” He managed and she smiled awkwardly. She did one last look at the front window to see if anyone else was coming and invited him back. ‘Not even six ‘o'clock yet. Kind of early.’ She thought while holding the door open for him. He followed and stood opposite the table from her somewhat hunched over. His jacket was quite big and long so he had cut a large silhouette under the florescents.

“Please get comfortable and put on these robes.” She pulled a folded-up thin cotton robe from the shelf and placed it on the massage table between them. He took them and slid the curtain shut. Lin heard her auntie say something the client wouldn’t understand. ‘Looks like she got an early caller as well, which might explain why she was so venomous to me earlier.’ She pondered while setting up to massage table for the standard quickie.

The curtain slid back and she put her phone down and looked up smiling. She was struck again by how thin the guy looked without his big jacket on. She beckoned him to the table and soon began. The massage was a simple one, ten or fifteen minutes of nominal upper body work on their back and then flip them over. After doing a bit more chest and arm massaging with some incidental contact if they were well-behaved or she liked them, then she would ask if they wanted a ‘lower abdominal massage’ for an additional fee. Typically the guy would already be hard by then due to having their arm brush against her breast, but if not that was fine too. She had plenty of techniques to get a guy hard within seconds.

“Would you care for the lower abdominal massage?” She asked sweetly and glanced down at the bulge pushing the flap of the robe up a bit. She raised an eyebrow and waited for his answer. She did her best to let him sort out his feelings because he was clearly in a world of anxiety and confusion about getting a handjob. “Not too expensive.” Lin rolled her eyes and sighed. “Make you happy long time~” She said in an overkill of an accent and watching him bite his lip and nod.

“Yeah, please. Uh. Sensei.” He blurted while staring her up and down. “I’m sorry.” She nodded to him.

“You will have to tip me, ok?” Lin said moving her hand from his chest down to his waist. “Understand?” Her hand stopped and he looked down and back up to her.

“Like, a lot?” He whispered with a pained expression. She tapped her fingers under his belly button impatiently and tilted her head making a frumpy face.

“I’d appreciate at least forty or fifty bucks, but if you really like it…” She said and her hand crept closer to the lifted fabric of the robe.

“Oh, ok. Yeah, that’s fine. Thank you, uh.” He nodded and gave a thumbs-up. Lin let a single laugh puff through her nose staring him down before quickly grabbing the oil and getting to work. She flipped the thin robe off and began to massage his lower abdominals and got lower and lower until she found what he was hoping she’d find.

‘He’s quite tiny. Most of my boyfriends were all bigger than this guy. It’s like, only two or three inches.’ She thought while smiling at him and nodding like she was impressed as she took a thumb and two fingers to it. ‘It’s already hard? Is this even hard?’ She continued to play with it gently, afraid it might break. ‘At least this time he made it this far. After the last time, he came right in the robe before I could even tell him to tip me.’

“Does it feel good? My massage?” Lin said in nearly a whisper. His eyes were sparkling as she tugged him. He nodded slowly as the words finally caught up with his brain. “Can I go a little harder?” Her words were like music to his ears.

“Yes, S-Sensei.” He said and closed his eyes as she formed a wet lubed-up fist and began to pump it up and down letting him fuck it. He couldn’t go all the way through, but that didn’t matter to him. This was the hottest thing that had ever happened in his life and with the hottest girl he had ever met. And she was asian!

‘Why does he keep calling me sensei? This guy is cute, but kind of weird.’ Lin thought and glanced over at the pile of clothes noticing that his t-shirt was covered in Japanese anime characters. ‘Oh, he is one of them! That makes sense.’ She looked up at the clock and wanted this to be over sooner rather than later. She pumped a bit faster and produced some weak little grunts from him in response.

“If you are going to shoot, please tell me.” She said softly.

“I’m going to shoot.” He said pulling in a deep breath and holding out as long as he could.

“Let it out. I will catch it for you.” Lin’s nighttime persona was very gentle when the customers were like this. He felt her fist fill with hot seed and didn’t stop pumping until he put out his hand to stop her since it was too sensitive. She held up her fist and opened it a finger at a time showing him what she caught. “Got it.” She giggled and grabbed a towel with her other hand. He stared at her hand with his white pearly message all over it, stringing between fingers. “You came a lot, sir. Good job.” She smiled and wiped him down with a damp warm towel.

“Thank you.” He said breathlessly as she cleaned herself and him up. It took less than a minute.

“It’s fine. I am happy to make you come.” She said with smiling cheeks so high they pushed her eyes nearly shut. ‘As long as you freaking tip well, buddy.’“Please get dressed. I will be in the front room to ring you out.

“What’s your name?” He said standing there holding the robe shut sheepishly.

“It doesn’t mat-” Lin said.

“Please. What is your name, please? I’m Dexter.” He said still breathless from the feelings of fading orgasm still swirling through him. She sighed and smiled.

“I’m Lin. Thank you for coming today. I will meet you out in the waiting room.” She said tersely and gave one more forced smile before leaving the room.

“Lynne. Thank you, Lynne. I will be quick. Thank you. Sorry.” He said and she was already halfway down the hall.

The image of the situation faded from Bruce’s mind as Lin explained it to him over dinner the following Monday. Lin sat with a bowl of rice and seaweed in front of her and some warm tea. Bruce on the other hand, was digging into a big bag of fast food and already more than a few beers deep

“Girl I’ve heard enough. He’s in love with you. Is that normal for girls working in massage parlors? After the lady who gives you bon bons, which are amazing by the way, and that freaking gross stalker, this makes three, hon.” Bruce shook his head tutting feeling sorry for his roommate. Lin finshed her small mouthful of rice and took a sip of tea with a sigh.

“Maybe I am just that beautiful and likeable?” She said perking up.

“You are one of my favorite people in this world and for good reason, those being two of them and you aren’t even giving me any handjobs neither!” Bruce said pulling them both into a good laugh. “Seriously though honey, I feel sorry for you. You seem to attract all the wrong guys. He seriously kept calling you sensei?”

“Yeah. And, well you know how I do the accent sometimes right?” Lin asked and Bruce nodded pulling some fries out of a paper bag into his mouth. “Well, whenever I did the voice he seemed to get really turned on by it.”

“That’s your right, girl. Or something like that. Just use it if he pays you well for it.” Bruce shrugged. “He tipped you like seventy bucks, right? That’s almost as much as I make in a day.”

“But, what if he asks me to say things in Japanese or brings a costume or something. I don’t know where it will end. What if it ends up like…” Lin stopped and shuddered thinking of that person and Bruce was right there with a supportive expression in spite of the mouthfull of burger.

“From the way you describe it I don’t think he will be making any risky moves like that. Just say something in that accent you put on and get that little thing of his to squirt and get that paper, honey. Simple as.” Brucey pushed the point home with a single french fry in her direction before tossing it down the hatch.

“I guess you’re right. Thanks Brucey.” Lin smiled. “Need another drink?” She got up and leaned down to pull another beer out of the fridge. It was one of the hot spells in their apartment and she was wearing a black sports bra and a pair of grey sweat pants. She was holding the beer  out still halfway crouching into the fridge waiting for his response and he was looking at her with a tilted head and eyes brows raised way up.

“You need to explain something to me, Miss Lin. How have you only been eating these wimpy bowls of rice and seaweed and still have a belly that big? I mean you’ve always had a booty, but you are approcching what me and the girls call the ‘thiccness’, honey. And, yes. I will gladly take another beer, thank you darling.” Bruce replied and held out his hands to catch. Lin stood up and tossed the can over and puffed up her cheeks in anger which melted instantly into acceptance of the truth looking down at her pot belly.

“I honestly don’t know. I have never gained weight like this before.” She reached down with both hands grabbing the soft plumpness of her bare belly bulging over the waist stretchy waist strap of her sweats. Her love handles were more pronounced and when she turned around to look at her own bottom it was significant to say the least and the weight was spreading down to her thighs as well. She was as pear shaped as she had ever been in her life.

“Shame none of it is going to your boobs. Normally that ones of the plusses of being a bigger girl, I mean, not that you are a bigger girl or anything. But, I mean, what the heck! Right?” Bruce said cracking the beer and negotiating the foamy mess as it overrflowed.

“I know. I don’t get it. I mean I don’t even eat half of the bon bons Mrs. Mables gives me. You eat more than me, and I go to the gym on top of it. I missed one or two sessions last month, but I am still getting out there and for some reason I have gained almost three pounds in the last week.” Lin lamented while pulling out a small salad and picking at her waistband and ass. “If this keeps up I am going to have to buy new clothes. My panties are more like thongs these days and its freaking annoying.”

“Girl I have been there. Now I kind of like it, but I understand what you are saying.” Bruce reflected finally having gotten the shaken brew under control. “Well know that when I mention you are gaining weight, I mean compared to your typical look. I am pretty sure I still got a good twenty or thirty pounds on you girl. We aren’t even in the same weight class.” He laughed and she did too. She plopped down on the sofa and they both stared as her belly jiggled around and she pouted while cracking open her third salad that day envying the fast food and beers her roommate enjoyed heartily.