"Welcome in, valued customer!" That was what I heard as I stepped through the door.
It was a woman who greeted me. She was middle-aged, slightly older than me, wearing an immaculate white blouse and black skirt. She had a very dignified expression on her face. A husky voice, with a bit of an accent. Asian. Medium length black hair, perfectly straight. Very large breasts.
"Please, come in," she continued. "My name is Sherry. I'm the manager here. What's your name? Are you here for a massage?"
"Yes," I answered. "I'm Tom. Um, how does this work? This is my first time."
"Oh, don't worry about that! We'll take care of everything. We have a special guarantee- if you're not completely relaxed at the end of your visit, it's free!"
"Wow, that's quite a promise. But uh, I have to ask... how much does it cost?"
"We can discuss that later. First, let's introduce you to your masseuse." She left the room.
I didn't really like how she had dodged the question of cost. I felt like I was being scammed a bit here. I heard some whispering and giggling from behind a door- were they making fun of me? But those thoughts flew out of my head when I saw the masseuse.
She was young, maybe 20 years old. Long, wavy blonde hair, and wide, innocent blue eyes. Slender, but with very wide hips. And she was wearing just a thin white t-shirt and tight grey yoga pants that hugged the outline of her body so closely it was almost obscene.
"Please meet our newest masseuse, Kelly. She'll be taking care of you today."
I gulped and tried to stay calm. "Hi Kelly. I'm Tom. Please... take good care of me."
Kelly pounded her chest. "I will! even though it's my first day, I won't let you down!"
"First day?" I asked, looking at Sherry.
"Yes, this is Kelly's first day. In fact, you're her first customer ever. But I promise, she will still give you an extremely pleasurable massage. I guarantee it!"
"Hmm, OK. By the way, how much was the cost again...?" I tried to ask, but they didn't answer. Instead, Kelly grabbed my hand. "This way!" she said cheerfully, and led me down a hallway further into the store. Sherry followed behind me.
Kelly was leading me one-handed, and almost skipping her way forward. She seemed very happy to be getting her first customer. And with the way she was skipping, and the tight yoga pants she wore, I had an amazing view of her bouncing bubble butt. I tried not to stare too obviously since the manager was right behind me, but I had a hard time looking at anything else.
We entered into a small, private room. There wasn't much there, just a small padded table. A wooden bowl and some colored bottles of oil were on the floor next to it. The walls were a pale blue with no decorations at all.
Kelly gestured to the table. "OK, up you go! Let's get started!"
"Um... shouldn't I get undressed first?" I was still wearing my regular clothes- jeans and a button-down shirt.
"Oh, right! Whoops! Yeah, you gotta take those off, first."
I paused for a second. "Uh... right here, in front of both of you?"
She curled her lips and scoffed. "Sheesh, if you're that shy about it, I'll look away, OK? And Sherry will leave. There's a towel on the table. Get undressed and get under the towel.
I glanced at Sherry. I didn't really mind getting naked in front of two gorgeous women, but this all felt weird.
Sherry nodded at me."Yes, I will leave you two alone. But first let me say one thing to Kelly."
She walked over and whispered something in Kelly's ear. I couldn't hear everything, but I did hear "Do that move you practiced, he'll like it." Kelly giggled and blushed, then nodded.
Sherry turned back to me and said in a sultry voice: "enjoy the massage, I'm sure it will be very pleasurable for both of you." Then she walked out of the room and closed the door.
Kelly turned around to face the wall and said, "Ready now? Is your precious privacy protected now, little boy?"
This all felt weird, but she said it in such a cute voice that I couldn't be too mad at her. I did as she asked, removing first my shirt, then jeans, and finally my underwear. I kept my eyes fixed on Kelly, but she stayed facing the wall while I got naked and lay face down on the table.
Finally I covered the towel up to cover myself. "OK, I'm ready!" I called out to her.
"Finally! Took long enough!" She twirled around and walked over to me. Without any warning, she started kneading my back very roughly. It was more like jabbing than a massage.
"Ow!" I said. "That, uh, kinda hurts."
"Sorry!"
"Shouldn't you, um,... use some of the oil? That might help."
"Whoops! Yeah, you're right, I can't believe I forgot! Don't tell the manager OK?
I was feeling a strange mix of emotions. On the one hand, my back was in pain, and Kelly didn't seem very good at this. Very annoying, and I was worried she might cause an injury. On the other hand, with her smoking body and cute mannerisms, I couldn't help but forgive her. While she was turning away to prepare the oil I took the opportunity to stare more at her butt, which was framed perfectly in her tight yoga pants. Each cheek stood out like a melon, and I longed to squeeze them and check their ripeness.
She returned, carrying the bowl full of oil, and set it down on the floor next to me.
"Now don't move, OK? I don't want to spill any of this stuff on my shirt."
"Maybe you should take it off?" I suggested helpfully. Well, 50% helpfully, 50% hopefully.
To my surprise, she agreed. "Good idea!" And without hesitation she whipped it off. I watched shamelessly, and enjoyed the view of her perky medium size breasts covered by a tight black sports bra.
Then she slammed by head down on the table. "BUT that means don't look, got it!?"
"Ah, right. Sorry!" I mumbled my apology into the table.
She began rubbing the oil over my back. It did feel much better this way. She still wasn't very skillful, but I could feel my muscles start to relax. And to be honest, I was starting to get quite excited. The sight of her body, even just the brief glimpse of her cleavage, and now this physical contact... well, let's just say that all the tension leaving my back muscles was going straight to my dick.
I lay there for a while, not saying anything, just enjoying the sensation of her hands moving all around my back. At one point, she leaned over to touch my shoulders, and I could feel her breasts lightly touching my back. I knew I shouldn't be enjoying it this way- she was a professional, after all! This massage was just for health reasons. But it was becoming quite difficult to keep the horny thoughts out of my brain. I no longer noticed any pain in my back, all I could think about now was:
(1) seeing this girl naked
(2) touching her naked body
(3) sinking my hard cock into her warm, wet pussy
As i was thinking that, she turned away to get more oil from the bowl she had left on the ground. As she bent down to reach the bowl, those perky melon butt cheeks were presented perfectly in front of me.