Some Thoughts on Massage Parlors P1

Some Thoughts On Massage Parlors, Part One

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Author's notes: This is a story of family, heartbreak, love and Romance and Community. Names are changed, but it's a true story.

Characters:

Marie Valjean a thirty eight year old widow, escort and owner of massage parlors in South Seattle and Lake Tahoe. She has five daughters, in order two twins Brigette and Marie who are twenty three, Audrey who is twenty and fraternal twins Antoinette and Freddi eighteen.

Lola Benedict is Marie's mother in law from when Marie was with Lola's son Teddy, who passed in Afghanistan.

I was flitting about my first massage parlor talking to the three gals who were on today. We opened at two thirty six days a week, Sunday off for my gals, all of them had families and most of them went to Our Lady of Rat City, Rat City is what we called White center, which is located to the North on the border of Seattle and then South to Burien. Teddy was Brigette's and Marie's daddy, we never married, but he died in Afghanistan, was an helicopter pilot. Broke my damn heart when I lost him.

He was in the Navy and I got no money so I started hooking, which is mom was, actually she ran an escort agency. She ran ads in the yellow pages and want ads of the newspapers, she was partners with an older cop a watch commander and he had off duty guys work the phones. Teddy's dad had passed when he was a kid, Lola was Bogart's (the cop) side piece.

It was Lola's idea that I hook, I was pissed she wouldn't let me into her agency. She told me I wasn't tough enough and had to learn how to deal with getting busted (fuck the arresting officer every time I saw them from that point on) I would walk the streets in the summer and early fall and they'd drive by and roll the window down.

I'd walk up and ask them what they want, then tell the dude to go to a parking lot nearby. I'd follow in a few minutes. I had a routine which was I'd walk to the same passenger window, tell then to put his keys on the floor under neath him, give me the money with the door open get in and give them head or fuck. I got beat up a couple of times, when they'd try to get the money back from me.

Regulars would take me to motels. I'd only do anal in a bed, not in a fucking car. It was all tax free, I'd even had a card reader, debit cards only. I refused to drink or do coke, weed by myself was okay, never with a client.

It was like I was half actress and half therapist. Lot's of guys would pay me more, tips if I pretended I was multi-orgasmic. Don't get me wrong I worked my ass off, and I sweated like a pig, so I wore too much perfume and I would thrash around and moan and scream "right there, there, " or, "nobody's ever, oh, oh my fucking god I'm cumming, " or "my husband never makes me cum, that was incredible stud."

Usually, when I did that, it would get them to nut, which meant I could get back out on the street. I started working where this birthing center at a hospital called Virginia Mason was, it's gone now. I'd strut into the waiting room while the labor was going on wearing my red open toed pumps. I'd get clients, all day long. Mostly father of the mother, sometimes mother of the mother or mother in law of the mother. Sometimes mother to be's boss who she's fucking at work. One time I was in a bathroom stall and he's railing me with this nice black dick and I hear this commotion and it's the mom's white husband screaming about her new black baby.

After he nutted, I suggested he wait things out a bit and I'd let him know when it would be safe to go. I ended up fucking both the cuckold and he was hung like a mule, bigger than the new black daddy and he knew how to fuck, maybe mom was in love with the black dude who was listening to me get fucked again. Guy gave me five hundred bucks, told me it was the first non-pity fuck he'd had in a while, I said, "Dude you're good looking, got money, have a gorgeous dick and really know how to fuck, it's not your fault she's a fucking skank."

Ten minutes later I was back in the stall with her step dad, a silver haired guy a tall man with a pot belly and he was thick like a beer can and my cunt was full of a united nations jizz pool and he was in me pounding me like he was trying to make pancake batter and I almost nutted as he came and this voice said, "Jamaal, child I see your shoes, get yo black ass out her now."

He says in a whiney voice, "Mama quit disrespecting me."

She says, "I'll show you some gawd-damnit, mother fucking respect, your daddy and I taught you better and we'll be beating that ass tonight, now gawd- damnit now!!

Just then stepdad, says, "She was in high school, her mom was fit to be tied, she caught Chlamydia and had fucked every male teacher and half the woman teachers and any boy and girl that she could do. She texted her mom this morning and said it could one of six guys, two black, a Mexican landscaper, her husband and a Russian gangster." Then he nutted in me.

I staggered out of the men's room and went into the women's room and bought two jumbo tampons and put them into my extra wide cunt to absorb all the jizz in there. I could barely walk

I rode a stationary bike and did plyometric exercises with a big, inflated ball. Planks and other stuff for my abs, thighs and ass.

Some guys were widowers or divorced. Some guys were alone and they were not pervs, just guys that were broken. They'd cry and I'd listen and they would become regulars.

One of the cops who I had to pay off, told me about the massage parlor in White Center. I'd been in the business for two years and I had eighty thousand in the credit union, well the cop says there's a massage parlor with a three bedroom house on the lot. It had been seized by the DEA and it sat empty. The cop says he's bid on it for eighty thousand dollars and if I want he'll amend the bid if I put in forty two thousand and he'll be the silent partner and I'll be in charge.

I said, "Listen Biggie (nickname), I'm not giving you forty two thousand dollars before I see all the paper work with my name on it. I need to see all of it with how I amend the bid. It must be emailed to my attorney, Esther Feinberg efeinberglaw@gmail.com "

Biggie was not bullshitting and no more hooking and I had a home and I had a home for Bridgette, Marie, Audrey, Antoinette, Fredie, Lola and me. The day we closed on the deal I was sick with a sinus infection.

Biggie insisted we celebrate so he took me out to Abbie's Steak House in Burien, which was pretty nice. I was a pig, blue cheese salad, sirloin steak, garlic mashed potatoes and I'm not much of wine person so I had a microbrew on tap an IPA called Bodhisattva. I couldn't finish my steak, I gave it to Biggie.

Biggie is Samoan, his last name is Tajalle, nobody can say his first name but he's a huge, huge man. No fat two hundred seventy five pounds, he was six foot three. I'm five foot seven with dark black hair I weighed one hundred and thirty five pounds, I was the girl next door cute and then when they'd see my titties, abs, thighs and my glorious ass, it's how I made my money.

In his car after we left the restaurant, he sat in the passenger seat and I sat on his thick hammer, facing out the window I rode him like he was secretariat, his enormous hands moved me up and down his log of a dick like I was a fleshlight for him. I was getting so fluttery, not since Teddy, I screamed, "Fuckkkkkkk and I came hard!"

Biggie kept on working me and my cunt sounded like a washing machine as that piston went up and down, until he grunted a huge load and I came again.

I said, "Biggie, my goodness that was very nice, "as my arm reached behind his head to pull him to me as my lips opened to kiss him. I had not kissed anyone since I lost Teddy.

Nine months later Audrey was born, she was almond colored and had a full head of hair. Biggie was a good dad and in fact he was the father of Antoinette and Freddi my other twin girls, who were not identical like Bridgette and Marie were.

He was a sweetheart, kind, married, with four boys. His wife Tia knew about me and tolerated me at best, but we got closer as my kids grew older, in fact once we had Thanksgiving and Christmas together. Then it was birthdays.

Finally we shared Biggie in bed together and the first time I touched her she was shaking and so scared. I kissed her neck in the back where it connects with her shoulder then I nibbled on her ear lobe and I said with all my heart, "I love you Tia,

Biggie saved me and my girls, I never meant to disrespect you, you are so beautiful, I'm going to make you feel so wonderful."

She had short platinum white curly white hair and was a stunningly beautiful black woman, with the most beautiful eyes, she had a broad nose and high cheek bones, and it sounds stupid but her jawline was so delicate and softly feminine curving around to her pointed chin and her lips I ached to kiss her. Biggie is the only man I love fucking, making love to I should say, but he had stolen my heart and treated it like precious stones.

I wanted to suck Biggie's dick with her snowball his cum as we kissed and I tribbed with her, but I had to show her my love and tenderness first. Her breath was ragged as I would not leave her neck alone, climbing forward I licked her jawline and she said, "Oh my fucking God."

Before she knew what was happening, my lips were mashed against her thick, luscious, pillowy soft lips. Our eye lashes touching as she stared into my heart, I turned slightly to get her nose besides me and my tongue was through the gateway of her lips and our tongues mated like butterfly wings. I had closed my eyes and we both were moaning and grinding our cunts into each other. I came off her mouth and found her massive natural tits and sucked on one and bit it and pulled on the other.

Tia screamed, "Fuck me baby, please, now, don't make me wait, oh fuck, oh fuck..."

I had just buried my tongue in her belly button, which I personally knew would send direct current electrical charge to her cunt. She was thrashing around and I rolled her around on her front side and hard smacked both of her bountiful, fat jiggly, cellulite rippled cheeks, causing her to shriek each time. She fucking loved it and I didn't want to stop and later, I would teach her about her BDSM boundaries, but not tonight.

Tonight was love and not wasting any more time I buried my face between her butt cheeks began to eat her ass. She thrashed around and started talking to me. Lover talk, which I desperately wanted to hear, "You're a nasty little bitch, I fucking never, shit, oh fuck, right there, "right then I had reached through and gently rubbed the longest clit I'd ever seen, well over two inches, it was like I was jerking off a boy, but no it was right at the top of my stunningly beautiful lover's cunt and she came for me and I continued to make her mine, my woman, oh Biggie would have Tia and me but we were it.

Tia moaned saying "Stop, stop, stop please honey, " she called me honey, "that's enough, don't wear me out baby. Where have you been, I loved you before I met you. There will never be another day without you."

We kissed, gently. She ran her fingers through my hair and she said, "You're a bad sexy woman, I want to cuddle." I slept enveloped in her arms, so safe.

I bought into and ran a massage salon in three Native American Casino hotels. It was still hooking but we had to be oh so clean, in the facilities but everyone had to be tested weekly. The tribal council were treated once a month.

I was born in and raised in Northwestern Montana until I was ten and I was half Blackfoot Indian and half French so that made my investing acceptable.

When I was thirty five, Esther Feinberg, did some wizardry legally and created a structure with a trust structure set up off shore to protect us from predatory would be acquiring entities. I would say to one of the folks formerly from Eastern Europe, that I was just a manager for a company based in Bern, Switzerland and gave them the law firm based there, insulating Esther as well as us. We bought a summer place in Lake Tahoe. Lola was in her was sixty seven and still ran escorts. Brigette and Marie worked in two of the massage parlors.

Brigette fell hard in love with one of our enforcers, Phil was a tribal cop that went to Tahoe with her. Her clientele were very rich people from Beverley Hills and, Orange County. She had a torrid affair with an actress who was starring in a Netflix series, a modern western where she was unable to bear children, but in her private life she had two children and her husband was in a band and she was lonely. Brigette was five foot eleven and athletic and with nice perky tits and the two of them were so beautiful together. Tia and I met her in Tahoe, Biggie was not with us, he was a watch commander now, but we, Tia and I thought he had a side piece or two now, but that's what it's like being married and staying married ugly shit happened and you broke or carried down. We got closer, if that was possible.

Brigette and her lover were hopelessly in love. Tim was left out, Tia and I made him breakfast biscuits and gravy and cheesy scrambled eggs. Oh and coffee. We weren't snooty we loved Costco's dark Italian roast and we made drip, Tim added cream.

We loved him and wanted them to have kids. Brigette couldn't figure out why there was a problem, she was a whore and she loved Tim and her lover was part of the deal, except Brigette nor her lover included Tim.

He was tall and looked a lot like Teddy, red hair, huge, thick body a tough but kind man. I thought he he'd be a great daddy.

He said, "We have not had relations (he was shy and didn't want to say fuck in front of us) in two months. She has not been in our bed with me in a long time and if she is, she doesn't want me to touch her, like I cheated on her. I love her and she loved me, then it was over. Do you think I might work up in the casino up in Skagit County?

I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Sure when do you want to start?"

He said, "First of the month, " which was three weeks away, "I have some time saved up for vacation, so I'm going to leave today. Brigette's down in Beverley Hills. I'm not going to say anything or leave a note, I'm just going to leave and take my shit. Please don't tell her."

"I only knew she was gone by looking at the work roster. Marie gave me a hug. I'm betting if Brigitte gets dumped tomorrow she'll notice, but if not it'll be months."

Life went on, Biggie came to Tahoe and was wondering why Tia and I had not come back to Seattle, told us he was missing us and our home was empty."

Tia was in his grill, poking his chest, "Fuck with that Biggie, your God damned fucking phone's been sleeping in Ballard off and on for six months."

She started crying, "Damn you Biggie, you fucked everything up."

I ran to her and clung to her as we both cried and cried, we collapsed on this soft old couch and we knew but seeing him was terrible, I loved him so much, Tia did to, but he was a fucking dog.

There was a baby, of course, she was a fucking college student and we put her to work in the old Rat City shop and she was gorgeous and the baby was a beautiful a little boy.

Tia filed for divorce and it went through uncontested. Esther Feinberg had walled off his investment which was capped at two hundred and fifty thousand. I bought him out for three hundred thousand dollars and Tia was so happy about that. I bought her a sapphire engagement ring and proposed. She accepted and we were going to take honeymoon cruise to Alaska.

Brigette stopped by and asked if she could talk to us. We had some coffee ready and we sat down on the deck with Tia and me. She said, "Sorry about Biggie."

Tia said, "We caught him cheating and you know what was the fucking point, you can't do that to someone you're supposed to love and be partners with."

She said, "When did Tim start working in the Skagit Casino, he did not say anything to me, that sucks."

She had no idea how fucking angry I was at her. It had been on the back burner and I felt like slapping the shit out of her. Tia grabbed my wrist and said, "Not now honey."

But it was too late, I said, "Tim left over two years ago, you're just now noticing it? I lost your daddy and Biggie broke our hearts and you trashed a good man for some piece of shit married slut with kids and a husband, who you're probably fucking too and we've never met the sorry bitch because you're too fucking embarrassed about us to introduce us?

"Tim married a beautiful girl who has a little boy and they live up in Skagit County. You fucking dumped him for that fucking sleazebag and you act like you didn't know he was gone."

"Who the fuck are you? Why aren't you living with her in Hollywood or are you just her little whore side piece? I know Marie told you he left, I fucking hate liars and cheaters. Why are you here? Stop the fucking bullshit?"

She looked up and there were tears falling down her face and she said, "I'm pregnant. Her husband is the father, you're right she is a nasty bitch, a cheater and I love him mom, I didn't know how to break up with Tim, I can't say shit like that, if I pretend, and ignore him it'll all go away. I'm alone he won't move in with me. I'm sorry mom, oh so sorry."

She stood up and Tia and I were wrapped around her and she wept and we rocked her.

End Some Thoughts On Massage Parlors, Part One

Coming soon part two mother and daughter become licensed masseuses