Holiday Massage

I said to my husband after that tennis match yesterday I feel sore as shit. Seeing as we were on holiday we had to search for a decent ther**eutic massage place in this seaside town. Finally we found somewhere that seemed ok so I rang and they said come in anytime.
It seemed a bit funny when I walked in but I paid and said yes to a male masseuse . The massage table was in a small room, no window, low lighting. A man came in wearing green scrubs like he was a hospital worker and said they did nude massage, I could strip off and cover myself with a pink sheet. I said do I have to and he said I could keep my underwear on if I wished.
I went down to my bra and knickers and put the sheet over me and stuck my face through that round hole thing at the end.
He came back and started a real good massage. Back , shoulders, legs. We did a bit of small talk, and he seemed nice and wasn't bad to look at. And I got feeling good.I liked it when his hands went up my leg right to the top, so close to my snatch they almost touched. And the touch of his fingers on my buttocks stirred my blood.
He asked to turn over. He did a frontal massage, all over, around my boobs and then down to my crotch. His fingers touched my knickers. My legs opened slightly and a hand down over my pussy bump.
We do as much as you want he said.
Like what ?
He stroked a finger up and down my crack. Nice I said in a croaky voice.
He slipped a hand inside my knickers, found my clitoris easily.
Take your bra off he said, so I sat up and slipped it off.
Now he slid my knickers down and bent down into my crotch. I opened up and he licked my wet snatch. His green pants were near to my face, he had a bulge, so I touched it, felt his hard cock.
He pulled his pants and underpants down. He had a circumcised cock, I grabbed and sucked it. It felt good. My temperature was going up. I felt hot and a bit dizzy.
After a bit of oral foreplay, standing I bent over the massage and he entered me from behind. He fucked me good and hard, and for a long time. We finished on the floor, missionary style. Then he sat up. I lifted up to take his cock. I could watch his face. He wanted to cum. He worked his cock in and out, looking down, slow and teasing. I could see his body tensing and then felt his seed pulsating out.
After a few minutes he went soft and it slid gently out.
How do you feel? he said.
I feel well done I joked.
Then we dressed slowly. He asked how long I'd be in town. I said not long.
He nodded. He knew I was married and it was over. Like ships in the night.
When I stepped outside into the bright sunshine I couldn't believe I'd just been fucked. So strange, but I didn't feel sorry. Just one of those impulsive things.