My name is Sarah, and I’m a massage therapist. I work in a small, independent massage parlour in Eton Wick, and I absolutely love my job. I love being able to make people feel good, and I love the feeling of being able to make someone’s day just a little bit better.
I usually see a mix of clients, ranging from people who come in for a quick stress-relief massage, to people who come in for a more extended and luxurious experience. Today, I have a booking for a gentleman who has requested a 90-minute massage.
As soon as he walks into the room, I can tell that he is nervous. He tells me his name is John, and he has never been to a massage parlour before. I put him at ease and explain to him exactly what is going to happen during the massage. I tell him that he is welcome to disrobe completely, or he can leave his underwear on if he feels more comfortable. He decides to leave his underwear on.
I start the massage with light, Swedish-style strokes, and John immediately begins to relax. As I work my way down his back, I can feel the tension melting away from his body. I spend extra time on his lower back, as he tells me that he spends a lot of time sitting at a desk.
As I move down to his legs, I can feel John’s arousal begin to grow. I continue massaging him, paying special attention to his inner thighs. He is breathing heavier now, and his arousal is evident. I ask him if he would like me to continue massaging him, or if he would like to turn over. He quickly turns over, eager to receive more attention.
I start massaging his chest, and then move down to his abs. He has a very toned body, and I can feel his muscles contract as I massage him. I spend extra time on his groin area, and he lets out a moan as I massage him. I ask him if he would like me to continue, and he nods eagerly.
I slowly begin stroking his penis, and he lets out a moan of pleasure. I increase the pace, and he grabs onto my hand to help guide me. He comes quick and hard, and I can feel the pleasure rippling through his body. I finish the massage with some light strokes, and John thanks me before getting up and getting dressed.
As he leaves, I can’t help but smile. I love knowing that I was able to help John relax and enjoy some pleasure. I know that he will be back, and I can’t wait to see him again.