Gaz smiled, got his cell phone out and dialed Paul; he answered and after a short discussion it was all arranged. We could come as soon as we liked as he was just watching TV. After Gaz took his address we headed for a money machine to get $150.00. A nerve racking half hour later we parked outside an apartment in a nice area of town. There was still a part of me saying that we shouldn't do this but my body just followed Gaz up the path to the front door. The door opened seconds after Gaz knocked and Paul invited us into a dimly lit modern apartment. My first impressions of Paul were good. He was good looking in a rugged way, tallish and dark haired and dressed in a short sleeved shirt and jeans. He was wide at the shoulders and narrow at the waist with well muscled arms. I noticed his hair was damp from having a shower before we arrived.
"Come into the lounge and sit down." Paul suggested after we introduced ourselves.
Gaz and I sat on a couch while Paul sat opposite us.
"I apologize for not taking you seriously when you first rang but I'd never had a request like this before." Paul said.
"We've never done this before either." Gaz said. We all laughed.
For the next fifteen or twenty minutes we sat and talked about what we were looking for. We told Paul that I had never had sex with another man and that I was inquisitive about what it would be like. Also that Gaz had been fantasizing about watching me do it with someone else. Paul told us that he was a qualified masseur and had started off just doing massages for ladies part time for experience sake. It was only when some of his clients inquired about extra services that he moved into becoming an escort. A high percentage of his clients were married but their husbands didn't know. Most of his clients were regulars but his client base was slowly increasing. I could see why. He then showed us around the apartment; of main interest was a king size bed with colour contrasted towels folded at one end. A couple of certificates in massage hung from the walls. A chair stood in one corner which Gaz could watch from. An ensuite was off to the left. All in all it was tastefully done. We returned to the lounge, Paul told us that if we wanted to go ahead that we could stop at any time if we changed our minds. We could even stop at just a massage. He also asked if we had any questions or requests. I suggested that if we had intercourse I wouldn't like him to come inside me even though he would be wearing a condom. I had no other form of birth control than Gaz's vasectomy and I was concerned about any leakage from the condom. I promised that I wouldn't leave him frustrated. He laughed. Gaz asked Paul if he minded if he could join in for a threesome. Paul shrugged and told us he would just take it as it comes. Not long after we had run out things to ask.
Gaz looked over at me, "Well, shall we do it?"
It was the moment of truth, my heart was pounding and my panties were soaking wet. I looked up at Gaz, he smiled and leaned over and kissed me. I knew then that I would do it. I broke the kiss and nodded. Paul seemed pleased too. Gaz got up and gave Paul the $150.00 from his wallet. Paul then suggested a shower and then he would come into the bedroom when I was ready. Gaz and I went into the ensuite and closed the door and ran the shower waiting for hot water. I was shaking as he slowly undressed me kissing me all over. First my top and then my jeans hit the floor, Gaz kissed me deeply as he reached around to undo my bra, he then ran his tongue down my chest and navel as he slipped my panties down for me to step out of. He slipped his fingers between my thighs and he smiled at my wetness. I stepped into the shower for a quick wash, seconds later Gaz joined me and soaped me up and then rinsed me. A minute later I was out of the shower and Gaz quickly dried me down. The lights were low when I walked back into the bedroom with a towel around me, Paul still fully dressed had spread white towels over the bed.
"Lay face down." he suggested.
I stepped to the bed and opened the towel around me before lying down; the towel now covered the top of my thighs.
"I hope you don't mind if I take my jeans and shirt off, this massage oil stains a bit." Paul suggested
I didn't mind one bit, I turned and watched as he removed them leaving him in a tight pair of black briefs. He was tanned with good but not over the top muscle definition. I felt the bed sink as Paul moved up beside me, a few seconds later I felt oil dropping onto my back. I nearly jumped off the bed when his hands first touched me but he told me to relax and enjoy it. I could tell right from the start that the massage would be great. His hands expertly massaged my neck, shoulders, arms, hands, and then moved slowly downwards. It was wonderful, not too hard and not too soft. The towel covering my buttocks was discreetly removed and Paul continued with the massage. As his hands moved down towards my upper thighs I parted them slightly in expectation, he worked firmly on the outside and back of my thighs slowly moving between them. I could feel my pussy was soaking wet and I was waiting in expectation of his magic hands getting there. His fingers brushed over it briefly but to my disappointment he moved further down the bed and began working on my ankles. He expertly massaged my ankle and calf before moving to the other leg; from there he worked his way up to my upper thighs again brushing my pussy. By this time I was getting a little frustrated.
"Time to turn over." Paul said.
As I rolled over Paul placed the towel over my thighs and pussy and gave me a big smile.
