When Carol signed us up for a couples massage class, I must admit it was the best thing to ever happen to me. Not only was it FUN, but I had found my new career!
Probably we were just lucky, our instructor, Terry, was a LOT more liberal than many of the instructors I have seen since. It was obvious that he enjoyed touch, and had no inhibitions. It was also obvious that the College wasn't the best place to do the sessions with this group.
I wasn't surprised when the phone rang, and Terry told me the classes were to be moved to his private home.
The evening of the 2nd class, Carol and I arrived, right on time. Terry greeted us at the door, introduced his wife, Sara. Sherri was already there with her heavyset husband, (for the life of me I can't remember his name, but I will call him Tom to make it easier). A few minutes after we arrived, Joe and Linda showed up, and it was apparent we had lost two of the couples from the last class, who had seemed inhibited.
Terry showed us into his spacious den, he had 4 tables set up. He gave a short talk, then told us it was the guy's turn on the table, and the women in the group would be the students.
I glanced around the room, I have to admit to a bit of nervousness, undressing in front of almost strangers is a little unnerving. But I managed, and Carol let out a soft giggle as I quickly dropped my jeans and hopped on the table, pulling the drape over me.
As I looked down the row, I noticed Terry also had undressed and slid on the table on the other end of the room. His wife, Sara stepped up to him, and began instructing the session.
Carol started on my back, kneading the muscles nicely. In short order, I was quite comfortable with her familiar touch. Soon she was rubbing my legs, and I was getting the beginnings of a hard-on. Sara was talking the whole time, stepping between the tables and demonstrating the strokes. She stepped to me, placed her hands on my left leg, and stroked all the way up, allowing her fingers to brush up and over the left cheek of my butt. "YumYum" I wisecracked, and everyone laughed as she popped my behind with the palm of her hand hard enough to sting! "Be good," she said, with a grin.