Originally Posted by
twotimer
Dear Penthouse: So I've been getting a massage every two months or so for the last few years. The gal I was seeing (Megan) who worked at the high end spa I was going to no longer works there...she was REALLY good. A skilled massage therapist can do wonders. Her no longer working there bums me out, so a couple days ago I go online to seek a new therapist. Someone close to my house, ideally.
I choose a gal working her own business not far away. I went to get a massage from her last night. This was my first time seeing her...I was hoping she would be good, and I chose her because her website looked professional and I just had a "gut feeling"...If it turned out to be a lousy massage, I'd keep looking.
MY GOD did I ever hit the lottery. She opens the door to let me in and she's magnificently beautiful. We sit down on the sofa and she does a little interview and then I go into the room, undress and lay on the table...covering myself with the sheet, of course...just like I'm supposed to. I'm there for a therapeutic full body massage, her beauty is just an added bonus. Megan was attractive, too.
Anyway...she's very skilled. Within minutes of her starting to work on me I figured that I'd found a new masseuse. I'm laying on the table with my face buried in the pillow and I hear her say "It's hot in here, I'm going to take off my sweater".
A little while later she has me roll over and I see what she had on under that sweater...it's a camisole and she has fantastic boobs. Now, this isn't some cami that you'd see some gal wearing at the grocery store...this thing was full on lingerie, something sexy that a gal would wear to bed.
Now I know what your'e thinking...Happy ending, right? WRONG. I didn't inquire about such a thing and she didn't offer it. She's just a very free spirited kind of gal and she told me she felt very comfortable with me and she wants to be "comfortable" while she does her work. I was flattered that she considered me "boob worthy"...as she told me most guys get a massage while she wears something more substantial. I would imagine that's quite true...she's very smart, not the reckless type IMO.
The pet peeve? I've always prided myself as not being just another slobbering jacked up dude that falls for a gal doing such a thing, but she set the hook and reeled me right in. "He'll be back"...oh, you bet your ass I will. Funny thing is, her skill was good enough to have me return regularly, so the sexy top was really unnecessary.
Just when I think I'm old enough and have enough experience with women that I can avoid being quipped like that...I'm brought to my knees.