When it first began I was almost 13. A man I saw at the store...

all the time asked me if I wanted a job to clean his house every Saturday. He lived nearby and seemed to be a very nice man. He was always well dressed and I think he was rich. His house was never dirty and all I did was his laundry and vac the carpets. He paid me $45 every week. As time went on He would have me come over after school some days just to wash the dishes or make his bed. After a few months he started to expose himself to me but always said he was sorry that he didn't realize I was in the room at the time. I didn't really mind and liked seeing him naked. He was in his 40's but he was handsome and I had never seen a naked man before. Eventually he would always be in his boxer shorts when I went there and I guess I just got used to seeing him that way and it didn'tbother me at all. He had told me he was some kind of a physical therapist at the hospital, but I didn't understand what that was. He told me to bring my bathing suit the next time I came over and he would show me what he does. I did and he got me to lay on a massage table that was in his bedroom and put some kind of oil or something on me and gave me a massage. He never touched my privates but even massaged my legs and feet. It felt wonderful and I really liked it. Afterwards I took a shower to get off the stuff he used. For a month or so I let him do it every Saturday. One day he wanted me after school to do some laundry and anytime he wanted me to come over I did. He always gave me extra money and buy this time bought me gifts sometimes. I think it was a Tueday and after I was done he asked if I wanted a massage again. I told him I did but didn't have my bathing suit with me. He said most of the time he did it in the hospital the people were in just a towel or naked. He handed me a towel and told me to go up to the table and let him know when I was in the towel. I was shy about it but the more he talked to me the braver I got and after all he was in his boxer shorts and I had already seen him naked lots of times. I undressed an wrapped the towel around me and when he came in i layed on the table. He started the usual way at my shoulders and neck and I was completely relaxed. He started to pull the towel down and I objected but he just laughed and said "Carrie, you don't have anything I havn't seen a thousand times". I was nervous and embarrassed when he opened the towel and knew he could see my rear. As soon as he started to rub my back again I just felt at ease with it and closed my eyes. He rubbed my back rear and legs telling me he would give me a full body massage. Even though I was embarrassed it felt so good I didn't object anymore. When he was done he turned me over and now I knew I was really blushing. Nobody ever saw me like that before but he kept assureing me it was alright to blush a little. He put more of that oil stuff on me and I just layed there and let him rub my whole body and realized I was getting aroused and wet. I did maturbate sometimes and did have orgasms most of the time. I just kept my eyes closed and he spread my legs open and was massaging my vagina. I tried not to but could hear myself moaning in pleasure and did orgasm. He knew it and told me it was a natural reaction and that it happened with his patients all the time. For some reason it embarrassed me more than the fact that I was naked in front of him. I took a shower and went home. I thought about telling my mother and probably should have but didn't.Over the next few months it progressed to me just laying naked as he massaged and masturbated me. Eventually he got me to learn how to massge him and eventually masturbate him. We never had intercouse but almost every Saturday and sometimes during the week,after school, we would masturbate each other. This went on for almost two years and he moved to Denver. I'm 17 now and do know I was dealing with a pedophile but never told anyone about it. I actually miss him even though I realize how he manipulated me and took advantage of me. Iknew a long time ago it was a bad thing but got so much pleasure from it I didn't want it to stop. He could bring me to have multiple orgasms whenever he wanted and even encouraged me to moan and groan. I even enjoyed masturbating him. My boyfriend and I have sex and have masturbated each other but it is not as intense. I guess I should feel ashamed of myself for what I let him do but I play with myself sometimes with the thought of it. He probably found another girl in Denver by now and hopefully she will have more courage than me and tell her parents what he does. I know I was foolish but did let it continue and I feel certain he would have stopped if I asked him to.

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