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 Traveling Businessman's Evenings Filled with Massage Rather Than TV

   When I travel on business, I enjoy giving massages instead of watching
TV on those lonely evenings.  I have found that is a great way to meet and
enjoy sexy women.

   When visiting Vegas on business recently, I placed an ad on CraigsList
as a masseur for women or couples.  One of the responses was from a married
couple looking to trade massages with another couple.

   They were in their early 40's and vacationing on Vegas, and wanted "What
goes on in Vegas, stays in Vegas." They wanted to watch as the other traded
massage.  The husband, Bill, replied to my message.  He described his wife
(Sharon) as having short blonde hair, 120 lbs, 42-years-old, and was an
aerobics instructor.  He said he was built like a football player, and was
44.  After e-mailing my picture, they asked me to come over to their hotel
so I could give Sharon a massage.

   When knocking on their door a man very similar to me opened the door. 
We greeted one another.  Sharon was standing there, and she introduced
herself.  Her smile lit up the room, 5'6", very trim, with medium-sized
breasts.  She had an incredibly trim hard body, dressed in a white lacy
teddy.  She was an MILF worthy of a Playboy centerfold!

   After greetings, she told me she wanted to receive a massage from me. 
She said that then she would give me a massage.  She wanted a straight
massage, and to then turn it to an erotic one.  She said that she would not
allow oral sex on her, nor would she give oral to me, and there was to be
no penetration with my penis.  Those were things she would do only with
Bill, and no one else.

   However, did she want a highly erotic and sexual massage.  Bill would be
there to watch, and would not participate.  Sharon said she loved the
written description of my massage, and hoped I was as good as my ad said I
was.  I told her all was fine with me, and excused myself to the bathroom
to wash my hands with warm water.

   Sharon laid herself out, totally nude on the big king-sized bed, while
Bill sat at the head of the bed, positioned for a good view.  When she was
comfy on the bed, face down; I poured some of the non-scented almond oil I
use for massage onto my hands, and then rubbed them together to make it
pleasantly warm.

   She shivered slightly as my hands gently caressed her back...  my hands
and the oil warming her.  I rubbed her back, then sides, in long slow
gentle strokes, and then deeper with ever more pressure, as her
well-muscled shoulders began to loosen.  Her back and shoulders were quite
muscular, I kneaded them over and over again, applying ever more pressure,
which she loved, and let me know by moaning with pleasure.

   I took her arm and placed her hand between my legs, stretched, and
rubbed her arms and shoulders.  I knew she could feel the bulge in my
shorts as I worked slowly down her arms, shoulders, and back.  I caressed
her tight butt, and pulled on each cheek slowly and deliberately, while
rocking her gently from side to side.

   I could see her glisten slightly with wetness as I pulled her ass cheeks
apart.  I could tell she liked that because she spread her legs a little
more, and started and moving her butt in the direction of my hands.  Just
when it seemed she wanted me to explore further between her legs, I stopped
massaging her butt.

   Then I began working my way down to her feet, rubbing each one firmly in
long slow strokes.  Then I gave attention to each of her toes.  Then up to
her calves, working my way up Sharon's legs with long strokes, rubbing
deeply on the outside of her thighs, around her butt, allowing my hands to
lightly brush her puckered anus and wet pussy.

   Then, kneeling at her side, I started rubbing her inner thighs with
pulling strokes, alternating one hand with the other, working right up to
the cleft between her legs...  almost, but not quite, touching her labia.
She started to gasp, and then turned around a little, raising her head. 
She told her husband, "See what he did!  Watch him do that!  That is the
way I want to be massaged by you."

   Needless to say that was most encouraging to me.  Let me also say that
by that time I was also totally nude.  My long thick cock was fully erect,
the head flaring in anticipation.  Sharon's eyes had been closed, just
enjoying the massage, but she opened them and said, "Oh.  What a nice
penis." I told her that it was standing in attention to her honor.  Sharon
and Bill both chuckled.

   I then worked her other inner thigh the same way.  By that time my hard
cock was rubbing the outside of her thigh, while I pulled her inside
thighs. She acted like she enjoyed that very much.

   She gasped again as I allowed my hand to brush lightly across her sweet,
almost hairless naturally blonde pussy.  She spread her legs ever wider. 
My finger brushed the flesh between her pussy and ass.  Teasingly I circled
and worked my way in, rhythmically spreading her ass apart, then up and
down to caress just the outer lips of her pussy.

   Sharon responded with quick breaths and gasps, arching her ass to allow
my hands better access.  Within a few seconds the lips of her pussy spread
open, revealing her wet, pink, inner lips.  Her erect clitoris had become
highly visible.

   I kept lightly stroking her outer lips, around and around, varying my
intensity and speed, taking a lot of time, building her desire.  Then I let
my fingers find her clit, and I began to ever so lightly fondle it.  She
began to gasp, quiver and moan...  spreading her legs and arching even
more.

   Then my fingers slipped into her sopping wet pussy, probing her very
tight vagina.  She was ecstatic, crying with loud cries of pleasure,
demanding, "Do me harder, harder!" I reached deep into her, finding her
G-spot, finger-fucking her vigorously for a minute or two as she writhed in
the throes of ecstasy.  Then I slowly pulled out and away.

   I touched her thighs just ever so lightly with two fingers, a very light
ticking and drumming action, starting at her groin, down the inside of her
leg, back up the outside of her leg, waist, shoulder, neck, ears, and down
the other side.

   Repeating that light feathery touching again, I finished by lightly
ticking her leaking pussy, around her pink asshole, and up the center of
her back.  She kept moaning and telling me how good it felt.  She said she
felt like my hands were charged with electricity; the little hairs on her
arms were standing up.

   Then, I asked her to turn over.  She quickly did so.  As she did, she
told Bill, "Did you see that?  Remember what you just saw." He grinned and
nodded.

   I then began to massage her front.  She had well developed pectorals,
and lovely and substantial natural breasts.  I massaged her chest muscles,
then her breasts, in a circular motion from out to in, finishing with
gently pinching her nipples, making them stand up erect.

   I asked her of I could kiss her nipples.  Enthusiastically, she said,
"Yes, if you wish." I massaged them with my tongue, taking them into my
mouth, sucking on them.  While enjoying her breasts I allowed my hands to
wander across her tummy and pubic mound.

   She responded by arching her back and spreading her legs for better
access.  I found her clitoris and began ticking and teasing it with my
fingers.  Meanwhile, she had found my hard cock with one hand, and was
gripping it.  She was giving it little strokes, tugging and pulling it,
much to my delight.

   After a few minutes of that I began to masturbate her more intensely. 
She began to beg me to give it to her harder and deeper.  I did so, and
again found her G-spot, rubbing by middle finger against it with the come
hither move.  That really got her going.  She began to thrash and arch,
humping my hand.

   I was thrusting my fingers into her so deep, I could feel her cervix. 
She began a huge extended orgasm, moaning and then screaming with a climax
so strong I felt her vaginal muscles pulse and repeatedly tighten on my
fingers.  Slowly I felt her orgasmic waves subside.

   In the after-glow Bill held her hand, and I just sat on the bed smiling
at her.  She then told me that I had certainly lived up to my billing.  She
said I had written a hot ad about how good my massage was, but the real
thing was even better than she had imagined.  She said that it was now her
turn to massage me.

   Just let me tell you, I have never had an experience like the massage
she gave me while her husband watched.