Chapter 2

Even though I was fully clothed, lying on my back in front of a stranger naturally made me nervous. My hands fumbled, gripping the edge of the couch. Howard seemed to notice my tension and let out a soft laugh. "Ma'am, just relax. You can lift your top now." I nodded, biting my lip, and shyly pushed my shirt up a little. It revealed my engorged breasts. Howard nodded. His gaze stayed on my chest, and there was a flicker of admiration in his eyes as if he were looking at a rare treasure. I knew my breasts were nice, maybe a C cup before, but they'd grown a bit fuller after I had my baby. Feeling his open stare made me feel exposed, as if I were on display. My face heated instantly, and I shifted slightly, whispering, "Dr. Tate, can we start now?" He seemed momentarily startled, like he had snapped to his senses. Then, he offered me a gentle smile. "Of course. You're very beautiful." His last comment sounded ambiguous, and I wasn't even sure what he meant. Before I could react, a cool sensation spread across my skin. "Ah…" I couldn't help but flinch slightly. He chuckled, clearly pleased. "Ma'am, you're very sensitive." His comment only made me more flustered, my cheeks burning. My eyes darted around nervously, unsure where to look. Noticing my discomfort, he took out a blindfold and asked considerately, "Would you like me to put this on? It will help you relax and enjoy the massage more." I thought for a moment and agreed. Otherwise, with his face so close, it would be way too awkward if I stared at him for the next two or three hours. He seemed ready to help me put it on, but I quickly said, "I'll do it myself…" He nodded and didn't insist. Once I put the blindfold on, the world went dark. I didn't feel awkward anymore, but every sensation in my body seemed concentrated in my chest. I couldn't deny that Howard's technique was excellent. His touch was gentle yet firm, and surprisingly comforting. Gradually, the pressure increased, his warm palms kneading continuously. After giving birth, my body had become incredibly sensitive. I was helpless under his skilled hands. Heat spread through me, my body responding involuntarily. I was relieved I was wearing the blindfold, or he would've seen just how affected I was. The whole session lasted over two hours, and by the end, my face was flushed even more. Suddenly, Howard applied more pressure, pinching firmly. Before I could help it, a sound escaped my lips. "Mm…" My foggy mind jolted awake, and I quickly covered my mouth. Heat rushed to my ears. I couldn't see his expression, but a low voice soon whispered in my ear. "Ma'am, there's a lump here. I need to work on it with more pressure." He paused, then added, "By the way, you don't have to hold back. This is completely normal." I curled my toes in embarrassment, wishing I could disappear.