“ Have Massage Table, will Travel"reads the poster of a man.

I 'm in my late forty. Healthy and concern in staying that way. So I 'm in good shape and like to ride my bike, walk, hike, workout at my home with weighting, stretching and Martial Arts. I learned massage from the local community college to try something unlike after 25 years in the computing device manufacture. Unmarried but happy, I had retired early and was enjoying finding fun and concern things to do.

Purchased a nice 2nd manus mesa with all the attachments. Assembled a collection of lotions and crude in a slight black bag, and placed an add in the local report and magazines to try massage work. The add simply register, `` Have Massage Table, Will Travel '' and included my number.

I now have a few regular customer and bask having normal massage work between wild encounters. Some new clients from referrals and some from the adds, which I have yet to review. So, I was occupy enough and yet enjoying my early retirement. My technique was salutary and everyone loved my mode, demeanor and table side manner.

A few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. after the crazy appointment with Rod and Jessica I was relaxing in my situation contemplating the past events when my phone rang. I had no reason to hesitate I answered. It was Jessica. She asked about dinner and wanted to know if I was still interested. Again, I had no reason to hesitate. I told her I would still really like to conform to her for dinner, some place nice, quiet. I had this strange attraction to her beyond the kinky sex kitten she seemed to portray. So, we set a clock time and place and hung up.

Now, I 'm certain there was something going on in my question that is n't quite on the surface. Some deep dark wondering that kept me from separating my desires from reality. I kept seeing Jessica and myself having a rule relationship interspersed with moments of unhinged sex. It was n't that zilch else mattered. I 'm more mature than my eighteen year old self, but something from that clock time was rising up inside me leaving reason and logic separate from this daydream.

solar day later we met for dinner party and a skillful eatery. She was dressed nicely and quite proper. Her grimace and hair well made up. She was a classy charwoman through our entire meal. We spoke mostly of minor talk and local news which she seemed quite up to date on. She had a clear opinion and situation on politics which mirrored my own. When I delivered her home she did n't make any forward motion and I was keeping my cool as if my eighteen year old self was being kept in check. I told how a good deal I enjoyed the evening with her. We kissed at her threshold and I turned and walked away.

The next day I called her to see how the dinner settled and ask if she would like to see the coast sometime soon. She said she would love to but would have to call me back in a duo days as she had a fussy docket that was sporadic. I thought cypher of it and agreed to wait for her call option. As soon as I hung up the phone it rang. It was George II '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 judgment she shyly said that George need cryptical massage and she could n't quite assist him with it. It required a man. I thought to myself, 'Here we go again .'

Obviously my sex life had never been this open before and the availability of cooperator had never been so varied. Again, my eighteen yr old ego would give birth blushed with the situations I 've been offered in the past couple months. I took a oceanic abyss breather and pondered her statement. Then she said, we 'll double up your common fee. This new logical argument of study was never about the money. After years of technical Robert William Service work around computers and programming I retired early and decided to try my helping hand at massage therapy. I got certified and sent a request to some publishers for adds in their issue. I never thought this would work out to be remunerative or sexually charged. I agreed and set up the appointment.

I arrived at their menage at the schedule clock time and was greeted the same as before. I set up the table and prepared for a pattern massage expecting him to launch into his fumbling request for sexual service. St. George wife, Jinny did n't leave like last time and was hovering around the wet bar when George VI came in.

"How about a boozing ?"he asked.

"Beer ?"Jinny said.

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

Jinny mixed a beverage for George and opened me a beer. She had a drink going and we raised our drinks for a toast. After a couple draws from my beer Jinny told George IV to not pine away sentence and go get on the board. George complied putting down his drink after a foresighted haul and dropping his rob eased himself up on the table. That is when I noticed HE was wearing a G-string and what looked like a tail end plug. I thought to myself, 'That must be what Jinny meant by a late massage .'

I started my normal massage like the live on sentence and as I got to his legs Jinny instructed him to spread his legs wider. He complied without complaint and pulled his feet up and his knees out exposing the now obvious butt plug. Jinny said I should knead his laughingstock now and excused herself. She disappeared down the hall. Once she was out of earshot I spoke to George.

"So, what are we learning this time ?"I asked remembering the final time he wanted to know how to give a blow job.

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

"rich person you been practicing ? You know if can be painful the start few times ?"I said nonchalantly.

"Yes, he has."replied Jinny from early side of the way,"Have n't you dear ?"

I turned to see Jinny in a rob and an obvious extrusion at the waist. She came over to the table by George IV 's head and watched intently as I started working my massage emollient and hands around his ass. He wiggled and moaned. Reaching his hands under his waist he organized his rigidifying cock. I kept working around the cheeks and adjoin plug occasionally pushing against it eliciting a sharply jerk and squeak. As his body started to arc Jinny opened her rob to expose a strap-on dildo which she rubbed up against his nerve. He responded without enquiry and began licking and sucking on it.

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

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

By now I 'm not massaging any longer. I 'm playing with his arse stopple and watching his wife get off on George V working his mouth on the dildo. I suspect the gadget had a dildo on the inside which transferred the champion into her twat as she was quickly becoming more aroused the yearner he worked it. I was getting pretty knockout just watching them going at it when Jinny pulled away.

"I think he 's ready. George. base !"she said, instructing my like a dog.

St. George nearly jumped off the massage table and go down on all fours just like a dog. He wagged his derriere and panted with his tongue out. Jinny pulled out his stern plug and wiped the area. Then she applied some lubricator from a nursing bottle she produced from the pocket of her robe. Then she walked around to his facial expression and knelt down sticking the dildo back in his mouth. She did n't say a password to me but I knew what to do. I dropped my pant and fret my already stiff cock against the lube on his ass and lined up. I pressed against his hole a couple prison term until the head pushed in past the sphincter. He groaned around the dildo in his mouth.

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

All the piece rubbing her clitoris against the strap. I could see a shiny credit line of something moist running down the interior of her leg. I pulled out and advertize back in. He groaned again but Jinny just got more excited. I wiggled the head of my pecker around to relax him up a little more. Then as I pulled out and started to crowd in again, Jinny shoved the dildo strong into George 's sass forcing him on to my pecker. He groaned low and long. Then Jinny grabbed the back of his promontory and started pushing and pulling him on and off my man meat. He was tight and I was having a groovy time fucking his ass while watching Jinny 's sexy small consistency get more stir as she humped her dildo into her husband 's back talk. Her robe slid receptive and I caught a total view of her well-kept tum, firm perky breasts and all.

Now I was fucking him hard and he was moaning and squeaking every clock time I plunged deep into his ass. His wife was n't holding on to his head anymore. She was too officious rubbing her crotch and chest as she shot to orgasm. Watching her cumming I could tell it was making George orgasm as his ass started squeezing and pumping my dick as he came. I was so close down to cumming myself watching the two of them working through their sexual experiences. My pecker felt thick and hard 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 cryptic gasps.

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

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

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

"Yes. I like to fuck and get fucked, mistress."he responded sheepishly.

Jinny closed her robe around her dildo, twitched and smiled. She looked up at me and nodded. Then headed back down the entrance hall. I pulled out and slapped George on the ass. Got up and headed straightaway for my beer still waiting on the wet bar. I took a recondite draw and grabbed a towel to wipe off my dirty dick. I started to pack my table up and get make to go. Jinny came back with a check and a grin on her brass. Then she turned to George I still waiting on the floor.

"George IV. Cleanup !"she instructed.

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

"I hope we can rely on your delicacy and would wish to get your supporter again. When the need 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 take to detect out where my advertisements are running ! ? '