Let me introduce myself. I'm Anna. Forty-two years old, five foot tall, with a slender but nicely shaped 34B-24-35 figure. I've got a few grey hairs, I must admit, but for a woman of my age I am led to believe I'm quite attractive.
I lead a strange life. A wife and mother, with a part time job working in the office of a local builders. Over the last few years I've been studying Swedish massage, aromatherapy, indian head massage, and some other holistic therapies. I've also been doing a little modelling. Nothing pornographic, just some simple striptease style material mainly for amateur photographers.
But let's get back to the story of how I cheated on my husband for the first time.
As I said, I've been doing a little modelling, and training in massage therapies. About eighteen months ago I started advertising for massage clients. I already had my modelling website running -- my husband loves me showing off my body, and enjoys the thought of other men wanking over my pictures.
I had a website built for my massage business, and advertised in the local paper. I got quite a lot of interest, and soon built up a small, but regular client base. Strictly professional massage, nothing untoward at all.
One of my regular clients, Paul, was travelling salesman who visited our town once every two weeks, and every time he was here he'd book in for a full body massage.
The first time he came for a massage, I took an immediate liking to him -- well who wouldn't? He was six feet tall, with a slim, but muscular body. I had the pleasure of massaging him, and getting paid for it.
I left him to undress and get onto the massage couch, and when I returned he was laid with a towel covering him from his waist to his knees, lying on his back. After getting him properly draped I started his massage, working on his feet and lower legs first, and them on his thighs. As I worked close to the top of his thighs I could see a bulge beginning to appear under the blanket, he was evidently enjoying my massage. When he turned over I worked down his back, and then up the back of his legs. When I reached the top of his legs I was a little surprised to find he had his underwear on.
I asked him if he wanted his buttocks massaged (something I normally do), and he said he hadn't thought I would do that, and that was why he had kept his underwear on. So he slid his underwear down to mid thigh so I could massage his buttocks.
Two weeks later when he came for his second massage he striped naked for the massage, and again just had a towel over his stomach and thighs when I went into the room. This time, when I started massaging his inner thigh I saw the towel begin to twitch as his penis stiffened and moved.
This was the pattern of things to come for the next couple of months, and to be quite honest I got quite a thrill out of getting this young man hard and horny while massaging him. So as the weeks went by I slowly started massaging a little higher up his thigh each week, until one week as I ran my hands round from his outer thigh to his inner thigh, the outside of my right hand lightly brushed his balls. I saw the towel rise a little at that point. Then when I was massaging his other leg, I made sure that I accidentally brushed his balls again.
The next time he came he asked if I could massage his lower abdomen, using the Maya technique.
So I told him we'd have to change the structure of the massage, as that particular part would have to be right at the end of the massage, not the beginning. So he started laying face down. I massaged his back, working my way down to his buttocks, and then from his feet up the back of his legs. As I massaged his inner thighs I brushed his balls several times with my fingers.
