Ned's Big Payday Pt. 03

"Good evening, Beth."

"It's great to see you again, Ned."

"Let's go to the kitchen. I have some snacks and sodas for us."

Sitting around the table, Beth said that she had talked to her mom and reported on the treatment. "I told her about my orgasms, and she was thrilled that I'd finally had some. She wants to meet you the next time they come here."

"I look forward to that."

"She's also sending me a check to pay for your services."

"Oh, there's no hurry. I only invoice once a month."

"She was surprised how little your hourly rate is." Beth said.

"I'm not a medical doctor and most of my patients don't have insurance that covers sex therapy like the type I do. To make it fair for everyone, my hourly rate is very reasonable.

Beth and Ned adjourned to the recreation room to begin treatment. Beth then surprised him again.

"Ned, do you mind if I take a shower before we begin. I didn't have time after practice, and I feel grungy. She went to the bathroom but didn't close the door. Ned couldn't help but watch as she stripped and stepped into the shower. She was a lovely young woman in full bloom.

Leaving the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around her hair, she walked naked to the massage table and took the face down position. Ned positioned a riser cushion under her stomach to raise her bottom for the leg massage.

As before, he worked extensively on all her muscles from toe to head, leaving her vulva till last. Beth indicated satisfaction and occasionally moaned as he massaged all the right areas with appropriate pressure.

Ned said, "With your permission, I want to use a different technique tonight and try to bring you to orgasm. I promise, it won't hurt."

"That sounds like fun. You have my permission."

Ned slowly rubbed oil around her labia and into the opening of her vagina. She moaned and gasped when his fingers entered her. Ned slowly moved his one finger in and out to simulate intercourse. She moaned louder. He inserted a second finger and continued the in and out movement. He could feel her vaginal muscles contracting but not as tightly as the first night.

Ned said, "I'm going to search for your G-spot. That's a very sensitive area that is the back part of your clit."

Beth said nothing but her body showed some tension, like she was fighting arousal. It was as if she desired the orgasm but wanted to enjoy the build-up foreplay and delay it.

Ned curled his fingers and reached several inches into her vagina to find the back of her clitoris. He pulled her clit with his other hand as he searched. It was only a moment before he found the spot and that sent Beth into orbit. Like before, it was exciting and loud and he had to dodge her knee that was aiming, it seemed, for his crotch.

As it passed, Ned bent close to her ear and whispered, "Now I going to do something else. Just keep your eyes closed and enjoy it."

He bent and took her engorged clit into his mouth. He gently sucked and licked it while still massaging her G-spot. Up she went again, like real high. She was a screamer, for sure, and it was dangerous being around her arms and legs as she thrashed on the table.

***

After showering again, Beth came to the kitchen for another smoothie. She walked to him and put her arm around Ned's waist as he worked.

Beth said, "I know that there's no future for us once the therapy ends. We have our own lives to live and I'm under no allusion otherwise. But I want you to know, I've never felt as close to a man as I have with you. My dad was a love and respect relationship. With you and me, it is all about my sexual healing and preparing me to enjoy men's attention in the future."

Ned replied, "You're exactly right. My therapy is all about you. I admit that I enjoy it also but that's not the purpose."

"I've noticed something tonight that I thought I missed the first night. You didn't get an erection. While you were intimate with my most private girly parts, you didn't get hard. How is that possible? Are you gay?"

"No, Beth, I'm not gay. I love women. But when I'm giving therapy, I must focus on the patient and not let my passions get in the way. Sometimes, my patients ask me to have intercourse with them and I can do it but that is a rare situation that's usually because the woman has very little to no experience with intercourse. They ask because I'll be gentle and attentive to them and not hurt them."

Beth smiled and realized that she fit that profile. Maybe they could sleep together and have intercourse in the future. She wanted to think about that later.

As they sat in the family room and enjoyed their fruit drinks, Beth asked, "Would you consider allowing another cheerleader to come with me and experience some of your therapy? My best friend is a girl named Janet Robinson and she's on the squad with me. She's had many of the same problems I've had with men, and she's fed up with it. She's now thinking that she might be a lesbian but isn't sure, maybe she's bi. I told her about you and how you've been so great for me. She said she needed that also. But she's very shy around men and doesn't want to come here alone."

Ned replied, "I've never treated more than one woman at a time. Women usually view that as a private physical treatment and not for public viewing. It really depends on how you and Janet would react to having an audience while I do with her what I did with you. I suggest you think about it and talk it over with her. I can do it but I'm not sure you really want me to."

Beth said, "I'll speak with her and get back to you. For our next appointment, would Monday work for you?"

Ned replied, "I currently have an appointment with another client but she's flexible and I can postpone it or move it up a day. If I can't do that, I'll call you."

Chapter 6

Kate's New Assignment

Cheerleaders Cheer

Ned returned home after giving two massages at the university. While there, he'd been given some good news. The university sports department hired him on a part-time basis to give assistance to the head trainer and provide massage therapy to both the women's basketball and volleyball teams. He would join five other professional masseurs and masseuses in that department and would have regular assignments, not just hit and miss jobs like he'd been doing.

There were two messages waiting on his home phone.

"Hey Ned, this is Kate. I'd like to talk with you about a special assignment that Angie and I think would be perfect for you. I've some open time tomorrow afternoon from 2:00 to 3:00. Can you come by the office and let's discuss? Hope to see you then."

"Hi Ned, this is Beth. Janet and I will be there Monday evening at 7:00. Let me know if that doesn't work. Bye."

Ned wondered about the special assignment. Why was it at her office and not her home?

***

At 1:50, Ned walked to the receptionist desk where he was given a visitor's badge and asked to wait for Kate's assistant. She arrived in a couple of minutes and introduced herself.

"Hi Ned, I'm Nikki, Kate's assistant. Great to meet you." Ned couldn't help but admire her dark complexion, amazing eyes, huge smile and a beautiful voice.

"Hi Nikki. You have a beautiful accent. Are you from the Islands?

She smiled and said, "Yes, my parents are from Jamaica, and I was born in St. Maarten."

Ned said, "I've been to St. Martin on the French side but didn't make it to the Dutch side. A lovely place."

"I agree and I miss it. Let me show you to Kate's office."

Nikki opened the door to as lovely an office as one would ever see. It was huge with a large oriental rug in front of a very large and elegant wooden desk. Four leather armchairs were facing the desk which was backed by wall-to-wall enclosed wooden cabinets that obviously held books and videos. A large sofa and two armchairs were over on the left side with a coffee table between them. Windows with opened drapes were all along the wall behind the sofa.

Kate stood and walked around the desk to greet Ned as Nikki waited. They shook hands as professionals do.

She said, "Nikki has made fresh coffee for us. Can I offer you a cup?"

"I'd love one. Black please." Nikki nodded and closed the door behind her.

Kate stepped into Ned arms, and they kissed as lover's do. She smiled and said, "I'm glad you could come. Angie will be here shortly. We want to make a proposition to you."

Ned smiled and thought. A "special assignment" had morphed into a "proposition" it seemed. Interesting.

Nikki returned with two coffees and Angie was behind her with another cup. Nikki excused herself and closed the door.

Angie walked to Ned and said, "Hey guy, great to see you." She leaned in and kissed him on the lips just like Kate had done. "We have a job for you, don't we Mom?" A devious grin appeared.

Ned smiled and replied, "What have you two been up to. This has baffled me all day."

"Let's have a seat and relax," Kate said. Ned sat in the middle of the sofa and the ladies sat in the two armchairs across the table from him.

As they sipped the hot coffees, Kate opened the discussion.

"We were able to organize a trip to Nashville and we want you to accompany us. Let me explain why. I was there last year but didn't land any new business. It was a bummer of a trip. Recently, two of the recording studies have called and asked me to come again. It seems that the music video company they were using has gone under after their owner suddenly passed away. They're looking at us to fill the void.

"This is an opportunity for Sparky to do her first big sales pitch. As the owner, I'll be there to answer any questions that are outside her scope and to help negotiate terms of a potential contract. Now, why do we want you there?

"Last time I was there, I was targeted with several after-hours propositions by the good ole' boys that work in the studios. It seems like they thought I was fresh meat and was willing to trade bodily favors for new business. I'm used to harassment like that and can handle it. I'm concerned about Sparky and her reaction to what I predict will be even worse behavior than I saw."

Angie, alias Sparky, added, "We'd appreciate you coming with us. You'll be introduced as our director of location settings, equipment management and transportation. You'll also be introduced as my fiancé. We think that'll keep the dogs from barking. No one who sees you will want to mess with me."

"This sounds interesting," Ned replied. "Tell me more."

"The trip is week after next. We'll fly there Tuesday night, make one pitch Wednesday morning and the other Wednesday afternoon. On Wednesday night I want us to go to the Grand Ole' Opry. I don't really like country music, but I want us to experience it and get our heads around making country music videos. One of the studios is getting us tickets since one of their artists will be performing. We'll be flying home on Thursday morning if all goes as planned."

Angie added, "We'll be staying at a great hotel near the Opry and will be flying on Delta. Mom is paying for first class tickets which shocks the hell out of me. So, is it a deal?"

"It's a deal," Ned said. "That sounds like a very interesting trip, and I can free up my schedule for those days." Smiles covered their faces.

Kate stood and kissed Ned again, as did Angie, and they walked him to the door. After his departure, the ladies continued planning how they would get therapy from Ned during the trip. Since sales pitches always create stress, they felt they owed it to themselves to be relieved by Ned.

***

That evening, he had a massage scheduled with a new client who had been referred by Joan, or so he was told. When she showed up, Ned sensed that something was just not right. She was a young woman in her mid-twenties, very cute, but seemed evasive while discussing her background and need of therapy.

The massage followed a normal progression and the client insisted she remove all her cloths for a "full body" experience. He was able to induce a great orgasm, or so it appeared. She went away happy and paid for her treatment with cash.

The next morning, a loud knock on his door awakened him. He heard a persistent pounding on the door and a voice shouting, "This is the police. Open the door."

When he opened it, three uniformed officers pushed him inside and threw him to the floor. They were very rough with him as they cuffed his hands and told him his Miranda rights.

"What's this about," Ned calmly asked.

"You sexually assaulted one of our officers last night."

"I did no such thing. I had a client here for a massage but there was no assault. She told me to do everything I did."

"You're lying. She was an undercover officer and has made a sworn statement that she was assaulted," the officer said.

"That's ridiculous." Ned replied.

"We'll let the judge decide, you're under arrest." They pushed him to the police car for transport to the station. The police didn't have a search warrant so they could only lock his home.

He was checked in at the station, photographed and fingerprinted. Ned was taken to an interrogation room, handcuffed to the table and told to wait. He wondered how anything he did to the woman could be called assault. She told him to do everything he did.

Two detectives eventually arrived to do the interrogation.

One said, "Tell us what happened last night with a woman name Cheryl."

"She was referred to me by a former client and wanted to have a full body massage. I gave it to her exactly like she told me to. How can that be an assault?"

The detective said, "She said in a sworn statement that you grabbed her private areas and forced your fingers into her. That is assault."

"She's lying, and I can prove it," replied Ned.

"Then you better prove it right now."

"Can you bring a laptop that is connected to WIFI, and I'll show you," Ned said.

The two detectives looked at each other in surprise and one left to find a computer.

When Ned's hands were uncuffed, he signed on to his internet account and went to the iCloud for a file. When it played on the screen, it showed a video that recorded every conversation, every action and every moment of the massage complete with Cheryl's instructions telling him to give her a "great pussy massage of her G-spot" so that "she could have a massive orgasm".

The detectives insisted on watching the video a second and a third time. It was obvious they like the looks of the naked undercover officer. One requested a copy be sent to him "for additional investigation."

The other asked, "Where did you get this video?"

"I have more than two dozen cameras in my house that record everything that happens. They are well-hidden. The only area not covered is the bathrooms. Each night, the videos are uploaded to my iCloud where I keep them safely stored forever."

The detectives left the room and told their superintendent what they'd seen. After a lot of cursing and yelling, the boss called in Cheryl and interrogated her. When told about the video, she was shocked. She'd looked for cameras and didn't see any in the house. She quietly admitted that she'd lied on the affidavit and that she had not been assaulted. The superintendent suspended her without pay while the detectives completed their report and discussed it with the district attorney and the union representative. She was later fired for cause and the union refused to support her else she could've been prosecuted.

Ned was back home by noon with all charges dropped and the superintendent personally apologizing for the "inconvenience."

Ned later questioned Joan. She didn't know a woman named Cheryl and was baffled.

***

Monday evening with the cheerleaders arrived quickly. Beth was in good spirits as she introduced her best friend, Janet Robinson, another cheerleader at the university.

Like Beth, Janet was beautiful with amazing dimples and long sandy-brown hair. Ned could see that she was very nervous, maybe embarrassed, as they shook hands. He invited them in, and they sat in the family room for discussion.

Beth said that she'd been telling Janet about Ned and his sex therapy treatment and how good it had made her feel about herself. "Janet's been going through some relationship issues, and I wanted her to come with me tonight to see if you could help."

Ned said as he glanced at Janet, "I'll do what I can but tell me more about the issues Beth mentioned."

Her hands were shaking, and her face was flushed. Ned said, "Janet, I can see this is hard for you to discuss. It is for most everyone. I want to help you find a solution to any issues you're facing, and I promise, I'll honor your confidence in me and never judge you."

Janet hesitated but eventually began, "Having sex is very hard for me. My experience with it has been terrible and the few boys I've been with didn't know how to do any sort of foreplay. They just want to put their cock in and thrust a few times, cum quickly, and go home. That's not what sex should be, and I refuse to accept it.

"I've never had an orgasm with a man, and that's turned me against men. The only people who've been understanding and helpful with my sexual urges have been other girls. As Beth knows, we have three open lesbians on our cheer squad and one of them has been with me in bed. What she did blew my mind. But that was a girl making me excited, not a man. That started me thinking that I might be lesbian but just never knew it.

"Recently, Beth and I were talking, and she told me about her problems with men. They were my problems also.

"I'm still mentally attracted to men and just want a good man who knows how to treat my body and what to do to make sex beautiful and be my best friend at the same time. Why is that too much to ask? My parents seem to make it all work before they passed away, but guys these days are all into themselves and don't give a crap about the real me. Ned, it is so frustrating, and I need your help."

She began to cry softly. Beth went to her and held her hand as the tears flowed.

"Janet, as Beth has learned, sex can be beautiful if you know how your body works. Once you understand, you can teach that special man. If a guy sees you as a potential wife, he is going to do everything he can to make you feel special. He's not going to treat you like a live version of Pornhub. Wholesome sex is about the satisfaction of each partner and giving everything you have to each other. There's a crazy notion out there that a relationship like marriage is a 50-50 deal. No, it is not. It's a 100-100 deal. Each partner must give 100% of themselves to the other."

Beth added, "That's why I'm here, Janet. Ned makes my body feel like nothing else matters in that moment. I'd never really had an orgasm as it's supposed to be until he showed me how."

"Janet, as I told Beth, I've rarely done a sex therapy session with two women at the same time. (They only exception was that first time with Delta Gamma's sisters years earlier). That's because a woman usually wants privacy when letting down her guard, and not an audience. If you two are willing to have each other see what's done to your body, then we'll do it."

Beth and Janet glanced at each other and held hands again. Beth said "I am."

Janet replied, "Me too."

"Okay. Let's go down and get started. Do you want a soda or fruit juice or water?"

Both took water with ice.

Beth said she wanted to go first so Janet could see what was involved. She happily went to the bathroom and came out naked. She got into position on the table and Ned began the massage as usual as Janet watched.

When he progressed to her breast, Beth moaned and squirmed, obviously sensing arousal and the first hint of an orgasm coming. Janet watched closely with wide open eyes and small gasps.

The vulva massage and the attention Ned paid to her clit and vagina set off the fireworks in Beth with shrieks, thrashing her hands and raising her torso into an arch. She began perspiring and it took a good 30 seconds or more for the orgasm to pass.