I arrived in San Diego at about 8:20 but by the time I got to my hotel it was 9 o'clock. It had been a long day. I was doing training for a California chain of department stores and I'd spent the morning in Stockton, the afternoon in Fresno, and then flown to San Diego so I could run their session the next morning. These training trips were always tiring.
As my taxi pulled up to the hotel, I'd noticed that there was a massage parlor next door that was offering "stress release massages in a romantic atmosphere." I hadn't paid much attention at first, just got my key, went to my room, tossed my suitcase on a side chair, took a quick shower, and flopped, naked, down on the bed. As I lay there trying to relax, the temptation of the massage parlor next door began to insert itself into my consciousness. I'd heard stories about the girls in those parlors giving guys hand jobs for an extra 50 bucks, but I always thought I knew better ways to spend my money.
In addition, I didn't want to jeopardize my marriage; we had three children, a suburban home, and we were very active in our church.
Thinking about my marriage reminded me of the first time I played with my wife. We were in high school and one day, at the beach, the fog rolled in and we got very cold. We pulled the blanket over ourselves and laid there together in our own private world. She seemed to drift off and I got up the courage to touch her breasts ... I didn't want to wake her ... but the temptation was too great. However, instead of waking her, she quietly moaned with a hint of pleasure. This gave me courage, so I reached under the top of her bikini, caressed her breast, and played with her nipple.
Her moans of pleasure got louder, but she seemed to still be asleep or possibly in a light trance. I was really getting excited and decided to try and explore the treasure between her legs. I moved over so I was cuddled up against her and then, very slowly, I put my hand down the front of her bikini bottom, searching for that place I'd seen in pictures but had never experienced in person before. All of a sudden I was there. I could feel her clit and as I played with the lips, her moans continued. I tried to push one of my fingers into her pussy, but it was too tightly shut and too dry. Still just touching her pussy was the thrill of my short lifetime. After awhile she started to awaken, I quickly pulled my hand out and acted like nothing had happened.
She said, "I think I fell asleep."
"Yes, you did," I replied.
"What have you been doing?"
"Just lying her watching you, you're so pretty."
We didn't actually consummate our relationship for another six months. It was the night of the Junior Prom. Afterwards we went for a drive and I found a place to park. We started making out and before I knew it she had hiked her dress up and was straddling me, kissing me passionately, her tongue exploring every inch of my mouth, with a passion that I had not previously experienced.
My cock was in the wrong position and as I got hard, I needed to reposition it. I asked her to back away a bit, unzipped my pants, and reached inside to straighten it out. However, as soon as I made room, it decided on its own to make an appearance, springing out my pants with great exuberance, standing up straight and tall, and proudly displaying all of its rock hard seven inches.
She looked down, saw it and quickly moved to straddle it, pushing her silky panties against it and rubbing back and forth with all her might. I was in shock ... I never expected this to happen, in the past we'd just kissed and felt each other up a bit. Again she was kissing me urgently, her tongue, wet and hungry, again exploring every inch of my mouth. Next, she reached down, pulled her panties aside, and invited my cock to enter her most private place.
There was no hesitation on my part, my shock was gone and now I was horny as hell. She moved up and down and I joined in, thrusting my cock as deep into her as I could. I wanted this moment to last forever, but, alas this moment, this moment when I lost my virginity, didn't last very long at all. ... I exploded my load into her pussy after just a few thrusts. I pulled her tightly to me as my climax surged and then slowly subsided.
After that we made love a lot, but I always pulled out, or, what became my favorite (and still is to this day), I'd go down on her until she came ... it's funny, I don't even remember cumming after that first time ... but I must have.
Now, here I was 20 years later and I had not experienced another woman in all of those years. I thought about our love making, mostly missionary style, I was still licking her pussy and pulling out (even though I'd had a vasectomy seven years ago). She still wasn't sucking my cock or doing much more than lying there and letting me fuck her ... as long as I pulled out before ejaculating.
My curiosity got the better of me and I decided to go check out what was going on next door. After getting dressed, I left the hotel and walked over to the massage parlor. When I got there I saw a sign that said they closed at 10 p.m. I checked my watch and saw that it was straight up 10 o'clock. I started to walk away, but, turning around, I decided to ring the bell ... just in case.
It didn't take very long before a small window in the door opened and a pretty, young woman's face appeared. "Can I help you?" she asked.
"I was wondering if I could get a massage, but I see that you're closed."
After a slight hesitation, she said, "I've got time for one more, come on in. It's 50 dollars for a half hour." She opened the door and I entered. "Follow me," she said walking down a short hallway.
As she walked away, I couldn't help but stare at her beautiful ass, thinking, "God she's pretty." I guessed she was 19 or 20 years old, about 5'4", and weighed no more than 110 lbs. Her complexion was creamy white with long blonde hair that hung loosely down to her waist. She was wearing a short plaid skirt and a red tank top. No shoes, no stockings. As she walked her skirt swayed in a way that mesmerized me. I was also struck by the sense of confidence and power that she radiated. I'd always been attracted to women who knew who they were and what they wanted. It seemed to me that this young woman had already figured that out.
She led me to a room that was the realization of the promise outside, "romantic atmosphere." Curtains were on all the walls, a subtle scent of incense hung in the air, candles were burning, soft music was playing, and the lights were dim. A massage table was in the middle of the room.
After entering the room she turned to me and said, "My name is Heather, what's yours?"
"I'm Jon." I replied.
"Nice to meet you Jon, take off your clothes and make yourself comfortable on the massage table. We don't require you to cover yourself with a towel, but you're welcome to cover if you want. There's a bowl on that table for your 50 dollars. If you want to take a shower the bathroom is right down the hall to the right. I've got to finish with, what I thought was my last client ..." she giggled ... "but I should be back to you in about 10 minutes. Any questions?"
"No ... but I just took a shower in my room ... I'm staying at the hotel next door ... so I'm fine. But ... this is my first time ... do I lie on the table on my back or on my stomach?"
This got another sexy little giggle from her, and she said, "We start with you on your stomach, Baby." Then she gave me a sweet smile and left.
I took 60 dollars out of my wallet and put it in the bowl she'd pointed out. It was on a little side table, the one with the candles. Then I quickly got undressed and climbed up onto the massage table. As I lay down on the table, I had to position my cock, which had already decided that this very pretty young woman might just pay some attention to him. I shook my head, not believing from one minute that anything would happen.
Very quickly the combination of the long day, the soft music, and the subtle scent of incense, put me to sleep. The next thing I experienced was the feeling of soft sensuous fingers moving up and down my back as Heather whispered in my ear, "Wake up sleepy head. I'm here ... just for you now."
