My name is Joan, I'm thirty-five, married and from Cork. I am 5'6, brunette, slim with 34 B breasts. I have been married for ten years to John. For the most part, we have been very happy. He's a good husband and lover but I have felt a need or longing to be with a woman. I believe that I am bisexual or at least bi-curious and have recently come to terms with that fact. I have had a few small experiences over the years but nothing serious. When alone, I get myself off by watching lesbian porn. I like to watch lesbian milf or massage porn which has only increased my desire to be with a woman. I decided to look into getting a lesbian massage with a happy ending. I was amazed at the number of ads for such services that were on offer. Most I just wouldn't entertain, they looked sleazy. The one ad that caught my eye was one by a forty-year-old woman called Sandra. Her ad said she specialized in giving a lesbian massage.
She said it was designed by women for women. It blends the physical and emotional with the spiritual needs of the client. The client will be pampered and sexually aroused but will feel refreshed, rejuvenated and reinvigorated afterward. The ad stated that the schedule was for an hour and a half, was full body in the nude in a safe space. An appointment would have to be made in advance as Sandra only took two appointments each day, one at 11.30 am and another at 2 pm, Monday to Friday. A deposit would have to be paid in advance, and a brief discussion beforehand so your masseuse may get a better idea of what the client wants so she could tailor the experience to suit their needs. The massage would take place at a private residence by a safe fully trained and non-judgmental Practitioner. I didn't give a crap about spirituality.
The ad looked more professional than the others, so I rang the number provided, paid my deposit and agreed on a date and time for my appointment. Sandra told me that we would sit beforehand and have a brief introductory discussion to go over what we discussed on the phone. Sandra would make some suggestions to me and once agreed she would show me to a dressing room. I would have to undress and then go into the massage room naked for the experience to begin. She told me that we would both be naked during the massage and at any time if I felt uncomfortable I could end it and leave. When I came off the phone I was excited and nervous in equal measure. I had booked the 11.30 am slot for Wednesday morning. It was in a leafy suburb of Cork City about a thirty-minute drive from my house. I made sure to be at the address early.
When I arrived and rang the doorbell, Sandra opened the door. She was around 5'7, blond attractive with a full figure. If I were to guess, at a glance I'd say she was a D cup.
"Hi, Sandra?" I asked.
"Yes, and you must be Joan. It's a pleasure to meet you," she said shaking my hand.
"You too," I replied.
"Come this way," she said ushering me in and leading me to her office.
"Thank you," I said following her.
"We will just go on straight through to my office," she said.
Her office was small; it had scented candles burning with the lights dimmed, with large mirrors on three different walls reflecting the light from the candles. I sat on a sofa while Sandra sat in an armchair. Sandra was wearing a white three-quarter-length slip with white sneakers. When she sat down I noticed she wasn't wearing anything underneath. Sitting across from her I could see she had no underwear on and could just make out her slit. I had to look away in case I got caught staring.
"So Joan, this will just take a minute, it's just to go over a few things, I'll ask you a few questions and answer any questions you might have so we can agree on what today's experience should be. The dos and don'ts so to speak but also to help me gauge what it is you are looking for and what you should expect," she said.
"OK," I replied.
"OK, first things first, are you bisexual or a lesbian? "She asked.
"I'm married pretty sure I'm bisexual, but have never had any real experience before other than a bit of kissing" I answered her.
"Have you had many such experiences with girls," She asked me.
"A few but they were just kissing, nothing more than that," I said.
"So you are inexperienced, that's OK. I prefer you to be honest so I know where I stand. So would it be fair to say that you were hoping for a massage with a happy ending," She said smiling and laughing.
"AH, yes," I said going bright red.
I told her about my husband and our sex life and how I have taken to watching lesbian porn and some of the feelings it had stirred up.
"That's OK; you will have multiple happy endings today, along with everything else that is on offer. I'm delighted you chose to come to me for your first real experience and I hope in years to come you will have fond memories of it and me. So time to get started, first you will need to undress then meet me in the next room. Don't worry about the cold; next door has had the temperature turned up. So I'll leave you to undress, once done, pop on the flip-flops there and follow me into the next room," she said smiling and left.
I slowly undressed, folding my clothes into a neat pile, before putting on the flip-flops. I stood at the door for a moment just hesitating slightly. Then I put my hand on the doorknob and opened it. I entered the main room, which was dimly lit with scented candles and some soft instrumental music playing in the background. Unlike the previous room, this room was warmer; each wall was painted in a light pastel color, with a large mirror on each. There was a large massage table in the center of the room with some sheets on it and a small table with some oils and lotion and some hand towels, next to it.
There was an air-cushioned mattress on the floor, while Sandra stood naked next to the table, smiling, with her ample breasts and ass on display for me. I walked over to her feeling very self-conscious unsure as to what to do next.
"How are you feeling Joan?" she asked me.
"Awkward, nervous," I said.
