My name is Grace. I am a forty year old married mother of two girls and one boy. David is the eldest at nineteen and the twin girls, Edith and Charlotte, are fourteen. My husband is Peter and we have a great relationship, which is why I can openly work part time in a massage parlour. He knows about it but the children think I have a boring office job. In fact he quite likes it. Apart from the extra money I earn it adds spice to our sex life. I often talk to him about my day when we are in bed. It's generally amusing or erotic and we normally end up fucking like crazy.
In terms of appearance I think I am attractive. Peter always says I am but that might be just so he can charm me into bed. I am five feet tall with short bobbed hair. I have brown eyes and a freckly face. My lips are full and my nose is small. My tits are 34C. Not very large but because I am a slim build, except for a couple of extra pounds around my waist, they look quite big. I think my bum is a bit too big but Peter says it's perfect. What he likes best are my large nipples, one inch long when aroused, and my prominent labia. He likes to suck on both. When he does I generally have a great climax. My cunt is shaved.
I do like working in the massage parlour. I am highly sexed and I think I have the perfect job. The other girls are fun to be with and we do generally get good clean well behaved clients. The extra services that are available depends upon the girl, some will only massage whilst others will do almost anything you can think of. One rule that management insists on is that a condom must be worn for penetration. I am happy to suck or fuck but no anal. Our receptionists are very good, they gently quiz new clients on what they are looking for so that they can match them with a suitable girl. We want to avoid them being frustrated. They will be if they find that the service they are after is something the girl does not want to do.
The following happened six months ago. I have been meaning to write about it sooner but I have such a busy life. I hope you enjoy it.
I had just started work in the parlour when I was told I was needed. A client had asked for a four hand massage. So for my first job of the day I was going to be working with Lucy, a Thai girl. We have done this a few times before and I get on well with her. She is in her mid-twenties, very pretty. A bit plump but the clients love her. Two girls working together is generally good fun. Who does what and when just evolves over time. We let them dictate what they want, they are paying for it. Our parlour is unusual in that the client pays up front. They give us a decent cut so we don't mind. This client had paid for a full service for two girls so he could fuck one or both of us. That's not cheap so we aim to give him the best time we can.
We entered the massage room together and the man was sitting on the massage table with his back to us. He was naked except for a towel around his waist. He turned his head and I almost feinted, it was my son David. I was about to speak but he gave me a look that stopped me. Lucy started chatting to him, giving him our names. I use my real name, I find that easier that using a fake one, but Lucy is really Anne. Apparently he was called John. Lucy laughed at that, we get a lot of Johns. That gave me time to compose myself. If I was careful I could get Lucy to do most of the intimate stuff. There was no way I was going to let my son fuck me. I now knew why he had needed to borrow some money from me this morning.
We started with 'John' face down on the table. Even though we provide a sex service we pride ourselves on also giving a good massage. I have a few clients that I see regularly that only want me to massage them. Lucy worked on his legs and I concentrated on his neck and back. He has a good body. He is six feet tall and muscular with a handsome face. A lot like his father, but without Peter's confidence. If he was anybody else other than my son I would be happy to fuck him.