I'd never actually had a proper massage only the odd rub ex-girlfriends had done for me but I'd decided that the physio I was getting for my back wasn't working and it was costing me a fortune. So I had made the decision to get a massage. What harm could it do? None. A little more expensive maybe but what the hell.
I'd looked on line and only found three masseuse in the local area. The first one I called didn't answer, the second could only see me in two weeks, so I hoped the final one was accommodating. I called up and a woman named Sam answered. I asked if she could fit me in and she said she was actually available in an hour if that was any good.
"Sure" I said and she then said she had a few details she needed to know beforehand. I agreed and she asked if I'd got any medical issues and I explained the situation.
"So where exactly is the pain?" Sam asked.
"Lower back, just above my bum." There was a moment's silence and she replied.
"Massage isn't really a medical procedure and shouldn't really be used as one. It's not forced to make your pain go away, it's more for relaxation and stimulation." At this point my disappointment was audible.
"Oh ok I didn't realise. I'll give is a miss then. Thanks!" I was about to hang up when Sam replied.
"Wait, I didn't say it wouldn't work. Look I offer two options. Firstly a standard back massage, shoulders to lower back, half hour £25. Then I offer a full, upgraded deluxe massage which includes extras such as heated stones, oils extra. That one's £60 for 45 minutes. Because you're new and not sure about it, how about I do the deluxe massage for £25 as a one off introductory offer?" I paused for a second or two before replying.
"Yes ok. That sounds reasonable." She gave me her address and I said I'd see her in an hour.
As I walked up to the door of Sam's flat, I felt slightly nervous for some strange reason. I'd had physio from a woman before and she'd seen me half if not totally naked from behind but that had felt clinical in the examination room.
This was in a woman's own house, a woman I didn't even know and it felt somewhat seedy, especially paying for it in cash. I ring the buzzer and once I had confirmed it was me I was buzzed in. Her flat was on the top floor so after the four flights of stairs I was puffing a little but I got to number 5 and the door was ajar.
I knocked and walked in calling 'hello' as I did. From a room to the right of me Sam stepped out and completed smashed any preconception I had of her in my mind. I guess I'd been expecting a young, sexy blonde masseuse but that was just my mind going overboard. Sam was probably in her late forties maybe even older, very taller and curvy at the same time.
A redhead and still a looker. She wore the stereotypical white tunic and tan nylons. She was in heels and she had very large, full breasts. Sam held out her hand.
"Hi I'm Sam! You must be Mark." I took her hand and shook it gently but Sam had a firm grip.
"Yes. Nice to meet you." She let go of my hand and gave me an instruction in a firm voice.
"Right go through there, strip off and lie face down on the table. I'll be one minute!" I wasn't expecting that but didn't argue and walking in and did as she said. Lying there I closed my legs feeling slightly vulnerable, trying to hide my cock and ball from view but little knowing I was exposed. Sam walked in and stood in front of me.
"I'll start with the shoulders and work my way down with a gently massage then use the stones and final a firmer, deeper massage to finish you off with." Something sounded strange about that but I didn't have time to ask as I feel a warm oil being liberally poured on to my shoulders then felt Sam's strong hands began her 'gentle' massage.