The other day I had a text message from Nora.
As one of my most loyal client, any communication with her was very important to me.
Nora herself was getting 'massage with benefits' at least every 2 weeks.
She introduced my services to other high society members, which helped me achieve the success I had in my business!
"Hi Nora, nice to hear your voice again. Is everything all right?"
"Mason, I am in a meeting now. I'll call you in an hour. Please be available!"
"Nora, for you - Anything."
It was unusual. I talked to her on the phone several times before, but she sounded different this time.
Later when she called, I was eating dinner at home.
"Mason, I have a special request. But first, are you alone?"
"Yes, I am."
"In the past I sent your way few of my friends. Each one of them was extremely happy with the service you provided and your ability to keep it confidential. Well, this time the requirement is of a formal non disclosure agreement with your signature on it."
"Can you tell me more about the person and why special legal form is needed?"
"Mason, I can give you very few details, but I promise you that there is no illegal business involved! Once you sign the the document, you'll get everything you need. If you decide to refuse - No harm done, but you won't be allowed to ever discuss it with anybody, including me!"
"Correct me if I am wrong. What you are saying is, you want me to give you a blank signature without knowing anything in advance?!..."
"Mason, if you wish, you can call it that way. However, remember that I helped your venture and am a loyal client myself. If I did not have complete trust in this person, I wouldn't contact you. You can look at this another way. If I ever betray you, your knowledge about MY hidden adventures and my circle of friends can destroy me. In short, I trust you implicitly! My suggestion is - Trust me too and take it. You won't regret it!"
"Nora, I trust you and you are right. Your help was instrumental. How do I sign it?"
"My assistant will be at your massage area in 15 minutes with a 2 page form. You'll be signing at the bottom without reading it. After it is signed, later during the evening a person will call you on this phone and inform you about everything you want to know. And if you decide not to accept it, nobody will ever contact you about it again."
"Thank you Nora. I'll be waiting. I am really curious now..."
"Take care Mason and don't forget about MY appointment next Wednesday."
I chuckled, "Nora dear, how can I forget my favorite lady?"
She laughed and hung up the phone.
Short time later a young woman showed up at my door.
She was holding an envelope with a legal form. Only it's bottom part was seen.
She said, "Sir, please sign clearly here and date it."
I signed and asked her if I could offer her a tea or anything else.
She smiled politely, "No sir, but thank you."
...
Later in the evening I was watching TV and my phone rang.
A man asked, "Is this Mason?"
"Yes. How can I help you?"
"I am the person you signed the NDA to." He gave me his name and waited.
The name sounded familiar, but I did not recall the context...
"I've heard your name before..."
"Well Mason, If you watch CNN or read the New York Times, you may have seen my name mentioned on a regular basis. I am an ambassador... well, you can google my name and find out. The reason I wanted your services is highly personal. My first wife died 7 years ago and I remarried last December. My beautiful new wife, Connie, is 45 years old and very active. Connie loves me very much and I adore her. But as of late we encountered a problem. I am 68 years old and in the last several months I cannot get a satisfactory erection. I tried multiple techniques and remedies, including Viagra, but to no avail. The cardiovascular specialist says that it might be due to arteriosclerosis. Initially I hoped that it was a temporary problem, but now I became convinced that this is IT for me. I discussed it with Connie and she said that if I was worried about her pleasure, it won't the end of the world. I could still use fingers and tongue to pleasure her, or she'd use accessories. Well, in theory these solutions are reasonable, but I think that she deserves more! She is still young. I talked to her about having sex with another man, telling her that as long as it does not become public knowledge, I will be OK with it. I love her too much to not let her enjoy sexual gratification for life! I insisted and then begged her. She refused to even think about it until a month ago, when she told me that she was willing to try it once. For me. I discussed it with my best friend Nora and she recommended you. So my request is for you to have sex with my wife. But I have 2 conditions. First, I want to be in the room and watch you two do it and second, every penetration you use a condom."
I hesitated for a moment.
In my prior life ('Mason the masseur. The beginning') I have participated in threesomes as well as cuckold activities. Condom was not a big issue for me either.
"Sir, your 2 conditions are acceptable. But there are 2 things that I need to clarify. These days my official job is a masseur, so the beginning will start with a full body massage. Do you and Connie agree to that?
"Oh, yes! In fact, I think that initially Connie will be very nervous. Starting with a massage will help her relax."
"Second and a more important question. Will you be able to watch everything that will take place without interfering? I do not know exactly the sequence of events during the action. Everything will depend on the customer's reaction. Connie has to know that only I control the situation in the room! I guaranty not to hurt her, but everything else will hang on HER wishes and needs. Can you promise to ONLY observe? Unless of course Connie approves something else?"
"Yes Mason. Like many other men, I've fantasized about seeing my wife with another man, but I never dared to suggest acting on it with my first wife. I doubt that I would have done it with Connie either, but I love her too much to deny her many years without real sex..."
"Sir, I do not need your signature, but I take it that everything we discussed and agreed upon is acceptable to Connie too."
"Yes. She wanted me to take care of all the steps to make it happen. She is too shy to discuss it herself!"
"By the way, I'd like to call you Mister D, if you don't mind. Are you two going to be available next week Tuesday at 4:30 pm? I'll free 2.5 hours for you."
"Mister D is fine. I do not know my schedule by heart, but unless there is an emergency, I'll make myself free during this time slot."
"Good. I'll see you then. Please remind Connie to take a shower and drink some fluids before coming here."
Before hanging up, I gave him the exact address with instructions how to access the door to the luxury room.
...
On Tuesday I made sure that everything was ready and working properly.
Any glitch with such important clients may cause irreparable damage to my reputation, as well as my unique relationship with Nora...
When the time came, I was having on my usual cream colored robe and nothing underneath.
At 4:35 pm I heard a soft knock on the door.
I opened it and the first one to enter was the ambassador.
I recognized him from his many appearances on TV.
He smiled at me and we shook hands.
I let him in and then his wife entered.
Connie was a short woman, about 5'3" and 120 pounds, with pretty face and straight hair that reached to her mid neck. She had an anxious look on her face.
