The surprise from the erotic massage salon
I am 29 years old, single and have been to erotic massage parlors in the past. Especially since I’m single again. For years they have been popping up all over here in my hometown and nearby towns. This story is something that happened recently, a few months ago.
I have a friend we can call “Tony”. He is a few years younger than me and lives with his aunt in her house. His aunt that I noticed about five months ago is a lady we will call “Katy” who is 165 cm tall, fair skin, thin, curvy (he really takes care of her), cute little looking face , with a fair amount of make-up, usually worn, and with mid-back-length brunette hair. He looks to be in his thirties. She is very cheerful, sociable, likes to laugh a lot during a simple conversation with her nephew and is a very attractive woman. I had seen her at her house about four times in the last few months, but she hadn’t noticed me or most of her grandson’s friends when I was in her yard. She just walked past us, 10-15 of her nephew’s friends, quickly greeted us while she went to her nephew. I admired her in all her glory while everyone else went about their business, but she always had the same routine of going out into the yard, talking to Tony for a few minutes, and coming back into the house. He was loud and usually smiling.
Most of the massage parlors in the area seem to offer extra services and I had frequented a few since being single again, including one where I got “full service” more than once. During an evening walk, I noticed a beautiful woman entering one of the nearby houses. I walked over when I recognized her and it only took me a few seconds to notice that it was Katy, my friend’s aunt. I even recognized her car in the parking lot, the same one I always see at her house. I started to approach where she had entered and quickly read the word massage written in bright red letters on the ad, just like the erotic massage parlors where I got full service before. My mind started going crazy. I remember thinking to myself, “There’s no way he works there (while I was really hoping he did).” I was stuck when she walked right into the erotic massage parlor and I got an idea.
I started to get loud and more excited and started to wonder if I should go in to make sure she really works there. I went closer and thought about whether she could recognize me or not, hoping she wouldn’t, I don’t want her to know that I know my niece because that might hurt, she might refuse to offer her services if she worked there, but she hadn’t even noticed me on previous occasions. I remember thinking that in passing as I approached. I went into the living room and stood in front of the door for a few seconds, convincing myself that there was no way he would recognize me since he didn’t even look at me or so it seemed. I stood there for about 10 seconds before the emotions got the better of me and I went inside thinking it might be a big miracle if I could have her in an erotic session, it was all happening too fast. It felt like a once in a lifetime scene.
In the salon, I met the same girl who was at the reception last time and she asked me if I had been there before, to which I replied, “Yes”. Then he told me he recognized me after playing around a bit. It was there the last two times I went to the salon. I asked her about the lady who had just come in and if she was a masseuse there and she not only gave me her name but asked me if I wanted to try her which completely blew me away as it now confirmed to me that she worked in truth there. I tried not to have any reaction, but I couldn’t hide a smile. I asked if she would be available the next day as I told her I didn’t have enough money on me. She told me the days I could find her after I asked and gave me a business card saying there was also a new lady I could try. I thanked her and then left excited and amazed at everything I had just learned, knowing I would be back for a session.
I thought about not doing it for the next few days, and one of the reasons I chose not to go the very next day was because I wanted to think about the pros and cons a bit, but in the end I decided that I’m going to do it. She is my friend’s aunt, but she is single and just doing her job. I don’t even know if her nephew knows or suspects this, but I was definitely willing to stay away from his house after my session to avoid any trouble if his aunt noticed me. It was a big fetish I had during those few days of waiting. I couldn’t even think straight on the way home after the incident. It all happened quickly and it felt like a huge change in general just at the thought of an erotic massage. I just couldn’t believe this was happening.
I made an appointment four days later, I couldn’t wait any longer. I went to the salon and told the girl at the front desk that I wanted an erotic massage session with Katy. The transaction went well. After I paid, the girl at the front desk took me to a small cozy room and told me to undress and lay on the massage table. I lay naked on the massage table excited and anxious for about five minutes. Some slow jazz started playing after about another minute when the door opened and there in front of me stood a well defined sexy woman wearing blue cotton shorts that showed off her very toned legs and a shirt pretty, very short, thin, feminine, white, sleeveless, which exposed her navel and flat stomach as she came towards me. It took me a few seconds to realize that she was my friend’s aunt. I was in shock, amazed and too excited already. I couldn’t believe all this was happening. The words he said to me were:
– Hello dear, are you ready?, with a smile as he walked towards me.
I assumed she really didn’t know who I was. He locked the door and told me to hold it as long as possible. She walked over to where I was sitting, then quickly ran her hands over my back and began to speak to me as I imagined she would, very kindly. He asked me a few questions about what I did for a living, but nothing too personal, while I asked him a few questions about how he was doing, nothing personal on my behalf. It was pretty clear to me by then that she didn’t know I was her nephew’s friend. We talked while she gave me a simple massage with a little oil and the music played in the background. He soon told me to come back, without the towel he had now removed. I was now face up and she quickly started massaging my abdomen and legs. He rubbed a few times against my hard erection and soon asked me in a low tone if he should rub something else. My mouth was open. Then it was clear to me that this was really happening. I was very excited, I grabbed his hand, put it on my angry erection and said:
– I want a happy ending with everything.
My voice was almost shaking. She smiled at me and got down to business.
Then the real session began. I was under the power of passion. I removed her t-shirt and bra and her beautiful B cup breasts came out and I started kissing and sucking her. I helped her out of those cute blue shorts and as she stood up to throw them to the side I saw her very sexy leopard print thong and I couldn’t help but love the look which he was giving to the pussy and the ass. I turned it around to get a full picture.
After completing the erotic massage session she walked me to the door and told me to call and make an appointment with her soon. I agreed with her and headed for the door after one last hug. As I was driving home, I couldn’t believe it all happened, but this time I also felt happiness like I got away with something. I smiled most of the time driving home.
