16-07-2021, 08:30 PM
(This post was last modified: 16-07-2021, 08:32 PM by Laura. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
I got groped again. By a different woman. What is wrong with me? two days ago I arrived at the B&B. I got out of the car. I was wearing my short sleeve purple satin blouse with waist tie buttoned up to the top, black leather leggings and 5 inch heels purple shoes. I had full make up on. My partner Megan was standing in the living room with this really short like 5ft3 skinny ugly Lyle Lovett lookalike woman in her early 50s . I walked up to them. I introduced myself to her and walked inside. So the three of us had a casual conversation. Then i walked over to the front desk and i started talking with my employee. About an hour later i was sitting in the living room on this backless chair, chatting with my partner Megan,this small Lyle Lovett woman Patty grabbed a chair and sat behind me. Within a few minutes, Patty started to rub my right shoulder with her right hand. She leaned forward and whispered "Laura your shoulder is so sore"
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"Yes," i answered, " I am exhausted. "
"I can rub it for you," This small woman Patty told me.
Just relax, don't tense up,"
"Okay. Sure. "i replied hesitantly. .
"Don't worry. " Patty said as she began her massage.
I felt her hands on my neck. She was rubbing the sides of my neck for like 5 minutes. Then she transitioned into my shoulders.
"Is that too hard?" Patty asked .
"No. It is not," i replied.
She continued her assault on my shoulders as i sat there totally confused. This small weird woman Patty was firmly rubbing my tense muscles working from the center of my body towards my arms. She began kneading my arms, slowly working from the shoulder all the way down to my hands. She slowly worked her way down my spine before concentrating on my shoulders and upper arms. I kept chatting with my partner Megan. My employee was sitting at the front desk watching me sit still as my body was rubbed by this small old woman Patty.
Patty finished with my arm began working from my shoulder blades to my lower back. Her small hands were digging into my back. She worked lower and lower, now focusing totally on my lower back. With each series of rubs, she got closer to my ass. Then i felt her hands stop. She got up and said that she needs to stretch her back, and walked up the stairs to her room.
About 30 minutes later i was sitting in the kitchen, this small woman Patty walked in, slid quickly behind me and placed her small hands on my shoulders. "Here, this will help some," she said as he began massaging my shoulders.
Instantly, i stood up straight. "That's really not necessary, Patty," i said as i tried to step away from her.
But the grip on my shoulders was firm, holding me in her place. "Relax, Laura," she said. "You really need this. You're way to tense. Laura. I am an spiritual healing touch therapist. Your body is full of bad energy. I suggest to you body/energy work.
I want to work on freeing up energy in your body which is sort of like a very gentle massage through clothes. Trust me. You need this " she continued massaging my shoulders as i stood beside the table.
"How's that feel?" she asked.
"That feels good, Patty," i responded, "but it's really not necessary. Please stop."
"Nonsense," she replied. "You need it, and I enjoy doing it. So just try to relax."
She continued working my shoulders, slowly inching her way to my arms, then back to my neck. She saw me lower my head slightly, and felt my body responding to her massage. Slowly, she again inched her way from my neck, over my shoulders, and down my arms. Only this time, she made sure to "inadvertently" brush the sides of my breasts.
She felt me jump slightly at her intrusion, but as soon as she moved her hands back up my arms i relaxed again. Slowly, she repositioned me so i was facing directly at the side of the kitchen table. The move was so slow, and so gradual, that i was not even been aware of it.
Gently, she eased my upper body down towards the table top. "Bend over," she said softly, yet firmly. "Then I can really do it right."
I felt her pushing me gently towards the table, and i felt my body tense up again. "No," i said. I reached my arms out to the table to support my body. "Please stop."
But she continued to massage me, working my tired, aching muscles. Slowly, i felt my body relaxing again. God, but she is good at this, i thought. I couldn't ever remember having a massage that felt so good. I could feel myself giving in, slowly but surely, to the magic in her small fingers, as they now moved slowly across my back and down my sides.
As she moved back up my back, i felt myself surrender and lower my body to the table.
"That's better," Patty said. "Just relax and enjoy it." She continued rubbing my muscles, from my back, to my arms, to my shoulders.
She continued massaging me thoroughly, over my arms, my shoulders, my neck, and my back. She slid my arms up and away from my body, allowing her better access to my sides, and allowing her to brush the sides of my tits.
After several minutes, i heard her voice. "Roll over." By then, i was so absorbed in the pleasure she was giving that i never hesitated to do as she instructed. He rolled to my back.
I opened my eyes and looked at her. She creepily smiled at me, leaned forward, her groin pressing between my knees, her head hanging over my chest, and began massaging my neck and shoulders. I closed my eyes again.
Slowly, she moved down my neck to my shoulders and over my shoulders to my arms. Her movements were so slow. I felt her pressing her body against my knees.
Patty then moved her hands to my sides, starting at my waist and moving upwards slowly
Slowly, she began easing her hands towards my breasts. She looked at my face as i opened my eyes. Without changing her pace or direction, she continued the massage.
I looked up at her as her small hands advanced on my breasts. I kept looking at her as she reached my mounds, as she squeezed and massaged them
Patty stood over me, gazing into my eyes. She massaged my breasts through my bra and blouse slowly.
Finally, she removed her hands and stood over me.
Then she turned and walked through the hall back into the living room. Then I realized that the kitchen door was open , and these two women my partner Megan and my employee have seen it all. I knew I should feel completely humiliated, and I did a little but mostly i felt confused. I said to my partner " i gotta go to my store" i walked outside. I got into my car and i left. .
Yesterday I arrived at the B&B. I was wearing a pink long sleeve satin blouse buttoned up to the top tucked into tight pink satin pants and 5 inch see through shoes. I had full make up on. This small woman Patty was sitting in the living room chatting with my partner Megan. She got up and said " I am staying for only one night, i waited for you" Then she walked up to me and said
" In the kitchen Laura"
Patty just linked her right arm in mine while we walked into the kitchen , and it was so uncomfortable. She started to massage my legs. She began rubbing my calves. She spent quite a bit of time working on my calves.
With each move, i felt her spread my legs slightly farther apart. She massaged my legs further up and slightly spread them to work her hands into my upper thighs. I felt her fingers brush against my cameltoe .
"What do you think you're doing?" I asked her.
"Don't worry Laura, it's just part of the massage," she said with a sense of urgency in her voice as she began rubbing my ass.
She spent quite a bit of time massaging my ass. I was totally weirded out but I'll admit that i wanted to do everything possible to prevent conflict with this small guest Patty. So I let it go.
She continued to massage my ass
It certainly felt like more than a standard massage. I wasn't even sure i could call it a massage at this point. I felt her hands leave my ass and move to my thigh. I was relieved with the change of location. She worked higher and higher up my leg until her hand brushed up against my cameltoe again.
"I think this has gone far enough," I said as i clamped my legs together.
"I don't think that's the case at all, you are totally mis-reading the creep factor. Just stand still. I am freeing energy in your body. "Patty replied. Then she asked me to turn over. I did it without thinking . Patty commented, "I am going to do your head last."
She started working over my quads.
Several minutes later she finished my quads and continued to move up. She asked me to put my arms and hands above my head to stretch the abdominal muscles. She massaged my very upper thighs and ran her hands over my hips. As part of the process she spread my legs apart and ran her hands down the sensitive outsides of my groin.
A couple minutes later she rolled her hand right over my cameltoe. She massaged my crotch. I let it happen.
After maybe 2 minutes, she moved to my abs and my frontal laterals. She massaged them thoroughly. She massaged my breasts and shoulders from the front. She massaged my breasts thoroughly. She was running her small hands all over my breasts and stomach. . I just stood there stiff as a board. Then she started rubbing my arms. She massaged each arm all the way using some special technique that made my fingers tingle.
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Patty stopped rubbing my arms and said, "Now for your head. Just lean over Laura. I am short. You are a giant" I leaned over. I admit that her massage of my head and face was off the charts. She had to have had some training in pressure points or something because I felt every little scrap of tension leave my face. I was left in a state of complete relaxation.
When she finished, she turned and walked through the hall back into the living room. I followed her. I felt completely humiliated. I sat on the couch . I let my mind drift off while my partner Megan, my employee and our guest Patty were talking about the weather for the next like 10 minutes. Then Patty grabbed her luggage and finally left. My partner Megan said to me that Patty is very important to us as a guest, because she writes passionate reviews.
Whats going on? This a second woman who groped me. Am i becoming a lesbian magnet? Short , old, creepy, masculine lesbian women gravitate toward me like fruit flies on a banana. I don't know why older short lesbians always think they can invade my personal space like that. My employee thinks that because i am always dressed up in shiny satin and silk clothes always on high heels tall and curvy i am radiant and touchoable to them .
I'm just frustrated that I didn't do anything again. I'm embarrassed , and I feel like I'm being a big baby about it. Why do i let these small weird women walk all over me? I just am so humiliated and embarrassed. I’m just so disappointed in myself. I’m so disappointed in myself and not only do I feel like a failure.
."
"Yes," i answered, " I am exhausted. "
"I can rub it for you," This small woman Patty told me.
Just relax, don't tense up,"
"Okay. Sure. "i replied hesitantly. .
"Don't worry. " Patty said as she began her massage.
I felt her hands on my neck. She was rubbing the sides of my neck for like 5 minutes. Then she transitioned into my shoulders.
"Is that too hard?" Patty asked .
"No. It is not," i replied.
She continued her assault on my shoulders as i sat there totally confused. This small weird woman Patty was firmly rubbing my tense muscles working from the center of my body towards my arms. She began kneading my arms, slowly working from the shoulder all the way down to my hands. She slowly worked her way down my spine before concentrating on my shoulders and upper arms. I kept chatting with my partner Megan. My employee was sitting at the front desk watching me sit still as my body was rubbed by this small old woman Patty.
Patty finished with my arm began working from my shoulder blades to my lower back. Her small hands were digging into my back. She worked lower and lower, now focusing totally on my lower back. With each series of rubs, she got closer to my ass. Then i felt her hands stop. She got up and said that she needs to stretch her back, and walked up the stairs to her room.
About 30 minutes later i was sitting in the kitchen, this small woman Patty walked in, slid quickly behind me and placed her small hands on my shoulders. "Here, this will help some," she said as he began massaging my shoulders.
Instantly, i stood up straight. "That's really not necessary, Patty," i said as i tried to step away from her.
But the grip on my shoulders was firm, holding me in her place. "Relax, Laura," she said. "You really need this. You're way to tense. Laura. I am an spiritual healing touch therapist. Your body is full of bad energy. I suggest to you body/energy work.
I want to work on freeing up energy in your body which is sort of like a very gentle massage through clothes. Trust me. You need this " she continued massaging my shoulders as i stood beside the table.
"How's that feel?" she asked.
"That feels good, Patty," i responded, "but it's really not necessary. Please stop."
"Nonsense," she replied. "You need it, and I enjoy doing it. So just try to relax."
She continued working my shoulders, slowly inching her way to my arms, then back to my neck. She saw me lower my head slightly, and felt my body responding to her massage. Slowly, she again inched her way from my neck, over my shoulders, and down my arms. Only this time, she made sure to "inadvertently" brush the sides of my breasts.
She felt me jump slightly at her intrusion, but as soon as she moved her hands back up my arms i relaxed again. Slowly, she repositioned me so i was facing directly at the side of the kitchen table. The move was so slow, and so gradual, that i was not even been aware of it.
Gently, she eased my upper body down towards the table top. "Bend over," she said softly, yet firmly. "Then I can really do it right."
I felt her pushing me gently towards the table, and i felt my body tense up again. "No," i said. I reached my arms out to the table to support my body. "Please stop."
But she continued to massage me, working my tired, aching muscles. Slowly, i felt my body relaxing again. God, but she is good at this, i thought. I couldn't ever remember having a massage that felt so good. I could feel myself giving in, slowly but surely, to the magic in her small fingers, as they now moved slowly across my back and down my sides.
As she moved back up my back, i felt myself surrender and lower my body to the table.
"That's better," Patty said. "Just relax and enjoy it." She continued rubbing my muscles, from my back, to my arms, to my shoulders.
She continued massaging me thoroughly, over my arms, my shoulders, my neck, and my back. She slid my arms up and away from my body, allowing her better access to my sides, and allowing her to brush the sides of my tits.
After several minutes, i heard her voice. "Roll over." By then, i was so absorbed in the pleasure she was giving that i never hesitated to do as she instructed. He rolled to my back.
I opened my eyes and looked at her. She creepily smiled at me, leaned forward, her groin pressing between my knees, her head hanging over my chest, and began massaging my neck and shoulders. I closed my eyes again.
Slowly, she moved down my neck to my shoulders and over my shoulders to my arms. Her movements were so slow. I felt her pressing her body against my knees.
Patty then moved her hands to my sides, starting at my waist and moving upwards slowly
Slowly, she began easing her hands towards my breasts. She looked at my face as i opened my eyes. Without changing her pace or direction, she continued the massage.
I looked up at her as her small hands advanced on my breasts. I kept looking at her as she reached my mounds, as she squeezed and massaged them
Patty stood over me, gazing into my eyes. She massaged my breasts through my bra and blouse slowly.
Finally, she removed her hands and stood over me.
Then she turned and walked through the hall back into the living room. Then I realized that the kitchen door was open , and these two women my partner Megan and my employee have seen it all. I knew I should feel completely humiliated, and I did a little but mostly i felt confused. I said to my partner " i gotta go to my store" i walked outside. I got into my car and i left. .
Yesterday I arrived at the B&B. I was wearing a pink long sleeve satin blouse buttoned up to the top tucked into tight pink satin pants and 5 inch see through shoes. I had full make up on. This small woman Patty was sitting in the living room chatting with my partner Megan. She got up and said " I am staying for only one night, i waited for you" Then she walked up to me and said
" In the kitchen Laura"
Patty just linked her right arm in mine while we walked into the kitchen , and it was so uncomfortable. She started to massage my legs. She began rubbing my calves. She spent quite a bit of time working on my calves.
With each move, i felt her spread my legs slightly farther apart. She massaged my legs further up and slightly spread them to work her hands into my upper thighs. I felt her fingers brush against my cameltoe .
"What do you think you're doing?" I asked her.
"Don't worry Laura, it's just part of the massage," she said with a sense of urgency in her voice as she began rubbing my ass.
She spent quite a bit of time massaging my ass. I was totally weirded out but I'll admit that i wanted to do everything possible to prevent conflict with this small guest Patty. So I let it go.
She continued to massage my ass
It certainly felt like more than a standard massage. I wasn't even sure i could call it a massage at this point. I felt her hands leave my ass and move to my thigh. I was relieved with the change of location. She worked higher and higher up my leg until her hand brushed up against my cameltoe again.
"I think this has gone far enough," I said as i clamped my legs together.
"I don't think that's the case at all, you are totally mis-reading the creep factor. Just stand still. I am freeing energy in your body. "Patty replied. Then she asked me to turn over. I did it without thinking . Patty commented, "I am going to do your head last."
She started working over my quads.
Several minutes later she finished my quads and continued to move up. She asked me to put my arms and hands above my head to stretch the abdominal muscles. She massaged my very upper thighs and ran her hands over my hips. As part of the process she spread my legs apart and ran her hands down the sensitive outsides of my groin.
A couple minutes later she rolled her hand right over my cameltoe. She massaged my crotch. I let it happen.
After maybe 2 minutes, she moved to my abs and my frontal laterals. She massaged them thoroughly. She massaged my breasts and shoulders from the front. She massaged my breasts thoroughly. She was running her small hands all over my breasts and stomach. . I just stood there stiff as a board. Then she started rubbing my arms. She massaged each arm all the way using some special technique that made my fingers tingle.
.
Patty stopped rubbing my arms and said, "Now for your head. Just lean over Laura. I am short. You are a giant" I leaned over. I admit that her massage of my head and face was off the charts. She had to have had some training in pressure points or something because I felt every little scrap of tension leave my face. I was left in a state of complete relaxation.
When she finished, she turned and walked through the hall back into the living room. I followed her. I felt completely humiliated. I sat on the couch . I let my mind drift off while my partner Megan, my employee and our guest Patty were talking about the weather for the next like 10 minutes. Then Patty grabbed her luggage and finally left. My partner Megan said to me that Patty is very important to us as a guest, because she writes passionate reviews.
Whats going on? This a second woman who groped me. Am i becoming a lesbian magnet? Short , old, creepy, masculine lesbian women gravitate toward me like fruit flies on a banana. I don't know why older short lesbians always think they can invade my personal space like that. My employee thinks that because i am always dressed up in shiny satin and silk clothes always on high heels tall and curvy i am radiant and touchoable to them .
I'm just frustrated that I didn't do anything again. I'm embarrassed , and I feel like I'm being a big baby about it. Why do i let these small weird women walk all over me? I just am so humiliated and embarrassed. I’m just so disappointed in myself. I’m so disappointed in myself and not only do I feel like a failure.
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