“ Have Massage Table, Will Travel"reads the card of a man.

I 'm in my former XL. Healthy and interested in staying that way. So I 'm in near flesh and like to tantalise my bike, manner of walking, hike, physical exercise at my family with weightiness, stretching and Martial artwork. I learned massage from the local community college to try something different after 25 twelvemonth in the computer industry. Unmarried but happy, I had retired early and was enjoying finding fun and interesting things to do.

Purchased a nice second mitt table with all the attachments. Assembled a collection of lotions and oil color in a little ignominious bag, and placed an add in the local report and magazines to try massage work. The add simply read, `` Have Massage board, Will Travel '' and included my number.

I now have a few regular guest and enjoyed having formula massage work between risky encounters. Some new customer from referrals and some from the adds, which I have yet to review. So, I was busy enough and yet enjoying my early retirement. My technique was upright and everyone loved my fashion, demeanor and table side manner.

A few days after the crazy date with Rod and Jessica I was relaxing in my office contemplating the past events when my telephone rang. I had no intellect to hesitate I answered. It was Jessica. She asked about dinner and wanted to know if I was still worry. Again, I had no reason to hesitate. I told her I would still really like to meet her for dinner party, some situation nice, pipe down. I had this unknown attraction to her beyond the kinky sex kitten she seemed to impersonate. So, we set a fourth dimension and place and hung up.

Now, I 'm sealed there was something going on in my head that is n't quite on the surface. Some oceanic abyss dark wondering that kept me from separating my desires from world. I kept seeing Jessica and myself having a pattern relationship interspersed with here and now of disturbed sex. It was n't that nothing else mattered. I 'm more mature than my eighteen class old ego, but something from that time was rising up inside me leaving reason and system of logic separate from this daydream.

Days later we met for dinner and a overnice restaurant. She was dressed nicely and quite proper. Her aspect and hairsbreadth well made up. She was a classy woman through our entire meal. We spoke mostly of small talk of the town and topical anesthetic tidings which she seemed quite up to particular date on. She had a decipherable feeling and position on politics which mirrored my own. When I delivered her domicile she did n't make any advancements and I was keeping my cool as if my xviii year old self was being kept in check. I told how much I enjoyed the evening with her. We kissed at her threshold and I turned and walked away.

The succeeding day I called her to see how the dinner party settled and ask if she would like to see the coast sometime soon. She said she would love to but would experience to call me back in a mate days as she had a busy schedule that was sporadic. I thought nothing of it and agreed to wait for her call. As soon as I hung up the phone it rang. It was George 's wife. He wanted to schedule another massage. However she said, we are hoping for a special massage. When I asked what they had in mind she shyly said that George I need inscrutable massage and she could n't quite help him with it. It required a man. I thought to myself, 'Here we go again .'

Obviously my sex life story had never been this open before and the availability of partner had never been so vary. Again, my 18 year old self would get blushed with the post I 've been offered in the yesteryear pair months. I took a thick breath and pondered her program line. Then she said, we 'll repeat your common fee. This new short letter of work was never about the money. After class of expert overhaul oeuvre around computers and programming I retired other and decided to try my hand at massage therapy. I got certified and sent a postulation to some publishers for adds in their publications. I never thought this would turn out to be lucrative or sexually charged. I agreed and set up the appointment.

I arrived at their domicile at the scheduled time and was greeted the same as before. I set up the table and prepared for a rule massage expecting him to found into his fumbling asking for intimate service. George IV married woman, Jinny did n't forget like shoemaker's last sentence and was hovering around the wet bar when George came in.

"How about a drink ?"he asked.

"Beer ?"Jinny said.

"Okay."I replied. Jinny was definitely still shapely and beautiful. Quite the attractive fair sex. But, different than Jessica.

Jinny mixed a drink for George and opened me a beer. She had a swallow going and we raised our drinks for a pledge. After a couple draw from my beer Jinny told George to not waste time and go get on the table. George complied putting down his drink after a yearn draw poker and dropping his rob eased himself up on the table. That is when I noticed HE was wearing a flip-flop and what looked like a butt sparking plug. I thought to myself, 'That must be what Jinny meant by a deeply massage .'

I started my normal massage like the terminal time and as I got to his peg Jinny instructed him to spread his pegleg wider. He complied without complaint and pulled his animal foot up and his knees out exposing the now obvious rear hoopla. Jinny said I should massage his fundament now and excused herself. She disappeared down the Charles Francis Hall. Once she was out of earreach I spoke to George.

"So, what are we learning this time ?"I asked remembering the last prison term he wanted to know how to hold a blow job.

"Anal sex."he said without lifting his head from the halo.

"Have you been practicing ? You know if can be painful the first few fourth dimension ?"I said nonchalantly.

"Yes, he has."replied Jinny from other face of the room,"Have n't you dear ?"

I turned to see Jinny in a rob and an obvious excrescence at the shank. She came over to the table by George 's head and watched intently as I started working my massage cream and hands around his ass. He wiggled and moaned. Reaching his workforce under his shank he organized his stiffening dick. I kept working around the impertinence and butt plug occasionally pushing against it eliciting a sharp jerk and squeak. As his body started to arch Jinny opened her rob to disclose a strap-on dildo which she rubbed up against his look. He responded without doubt and began licking and sucking on it.

"George has been learning all about what I go through. Have n't you Saint George ?"she says.

"Mmmm, hmmm."is all he can say.

By now I 'm not massaging any thirster. I 'm playing with his rear plug and watching his married woman get off on George working his mouth on the dildo. I suspect the contraption had a dildo on the inside which transferred the sensations into her pussy as she was quickly becoming more evoke the longer he worked it. I was getting pretty hard just watching them going at it when Jinny pulled away.

"I think he 's prepare. George VI. Floor !"she said, instructing my like a dog.

George IV nearly jumped off the massage board and go down on all fours just like a dog. He wagged his tail and panted with his natural language out. Jinny pulled out his butt end plug and wiped the sphere. Then she applied some lubricant from a bottleful she produced from the pocket of her robe. Then she walked around to his face and knelt down sticking the dildo back in his mouthpiece. She did n't say a word to me but I knew what to do. I dropped my pants and rubbed my already stiff cock against the lubricating substance on his ass and lined up. I pressed against his hole a yoke prison term until the head pushed in past the sphincter. He groaned around the dildo in his mouth.

"Easy boy, your going to like this soon enough."she said fucking the dildo in and out of his sass.

All the while rubbing her button against the shoulder strap. I could see a glistening telephone line of something moist running down the interior of her leg. I pulled out and push back in. He groaned again but Jinny just got more turn on. I wiggled the head of my dick around to loosen him up a little more. Then as I pulled out and started to push in again, Jinny shoved the dildo hard into George 's mouth forcing him on to my putz. He groaned low and long. Then Jinny grabbed the back of his head and started pushing and pulling him on and off my man pith. He was tight and I was having a great time fucking his ass while watching Jinny 's aphrodisiac little physical structure get more excited as she humped her dildo into her married man 's mouth. Her robe slid open and I caught a full view of her trim venter, firm perky boob and all.

Now I was fucking him hard and he was moaning and squeaking every time I plunged deep into his ass. His married woman was n't holding on to his head anymore. She was too officious rubbing her genitalia and breasts as she shot to orgasm. Watching her cumming I could tell it was making George I orgasm as his ass started squeezing and pumping my peter as he came. I was so close to cumming myself watching the two of them working through their intimate experiences. My cock felt thick and severe against his ass as I groaned and started cumming.

"He 's cumming in your ass, dear. Can you feel him pumping his sperm into you ?"Jinny said devilishly, suddenly back in control of her senses.

"Yes dear."he responded from deep gasps.

"Yes what, my sex dog."she demanded.

"Yes. I feel his cock pumping something hot into my ass."he said shuttering with the realization.

"That 's better, dog. You just want to fuck and get fucked, do n't you ?"she said, shaming him.

"Yes. I like to have it away and get fucked, mistress."he responded sheepishly.

Jinny closed her gown around her dildo, twitched and smiled. She looked up at me and nodded. Then headed back down the Radclyffe Hall. I pulled out and slapped George on the ass. Got up and headed straight for my beer still waiting on the wet bar. I took a deep draw poker and grabbed a towel to wipe off my dirty prick. I started to jam my board up and get ready to go. Jinny came back with a check and a smiling on her face. Then she turned to George II still waiting on the floor.

"George III. Cleanup !"she instructed.

George did n't say a word but went down the hall for a towel and started to pick up the mess we had made on the floor.

"I hope we can rely on your discretion and would like to get your aid again. When the demand arises."Jinny said still smiling.

I was n't going to explain how I was just a massage healer. Instead, I accepted the compliment, the check and got packed up. On the way home I thought to myself again ,'I really need to find out where my advertisements are running ! ? '