She was the first one to open a Thai massage parlour in our town, before that there was bugger all. I knew her husband, a man in his sixties, he'd been my butcher but was now retired, and I had a drink with him in our local on a regular basis.

I told him, his name was Mick, I wasn't sure how his wife would go on in this town, seemed to me there wouldn't be much call for that sort of thing and he said don't be so sure, she'll do alright.

I went there and she did me a nice massage, head and shoulders and arms. She was cute and sexy and half Mick's age. She told me she was a trained accountant and her English was pretty good. A lot said her accent was too strong to understand her properly but I had no problem.

I told Mick and he said she's a top masseur. I said I'll go back again and he said I should. One time I asked if he ever worried about men taking their clothes off and asking for extras and he said no, it was a legitimate business, that thing's not allowed and there were others working with her. She's a fantastic wife and wouldn't do anything wrong, certainly not something like that which was real illegal .

I asked her for a full body massage and she said OK. I stripped down to my underpants, she kept her little white lab coat on, and gave me a great massage, well worth the money for that alone. On my back I got a full erection, something you can't miss, but she ignored it, rubbed around it and never said a word.

I told her that was great as I got dressed and I'd like to do that one again and she smiled and said yes, come back.

A couple of months later after a few visits I asked if she ever did full nude massage and to my surprise she said she would do a home visit for that sort of thing.

OK I said, I live alone, when can you come. She got real serious and said I mustn't say a word, tell nobody. Yes,yes, of course. This is private only she said. Understood.

I fretted she wouldn't turn up. It was already 15 minutes past and I was losing hope, then her car pulled up in front. She came in with bag of towels and oils and such things.

I lay on the bed naked with a big stiff one and she came out of the bathroom in her little coat, got me on my front and did a superb massage. Halfway through I became convinced she wouldn't do nothing wrong, by that I mean sexy, but still it wouldn't go down.

On my front she did all my muscles. When her hands went near my groin I could feel them brush lightly against it. I had rising hopes for a happy finish, a nice handjob with scented oil.
Then she slipped out of her clinical coat and she was stark naked under it. She knew what I wanted. She put a finger on her lips as if to say keep quiet about this. She rubbed my cock against her pussy then slid it in, slick and smooth. I started to thrust but she said lay still, I'll do everything, and she did, up and down, side to side and rolling her hips backwards and forwards. This is for me she said and looked like she was really enjoying it.

I made it last as long as I could then released a huge wad of cum into her. She leaned over and kissed me on the lips. Good one she said. We'll do this more often I said, and she nodded.

Next night I asked Mick how's the massage business going, and he said couldn't be better.