Straight Male / 70
Massages Are Fun
A few years ago, a neighbor from my past text me and said she was a distributor for a popular powdered energy drink, and if interested I should contact her! I'll admit that when we were neighbors (both happily married) I always found her to be very friendly, to me more so than my wife. I placed an order and enjoyed the product, so every couple months I'd place an order. One such order we ended up exchanging some flavors. She stopped by , my wife out of town, conversations got a little leading, and she shut me down. She is about 30 years younger than me, and she thought my comments were out of line. She said she was happily married and I was off base. Well I've been happily married for over 40 years and I didn't think I was out of line, but it seemed to put a strain on our relationship!
Fast forward about three or four years, and she contacted be again about a sale on her product. It seems her husband had left her and her preteen daughter. I was quite surprised and sympathetic to her situation. She knows my wife is gone two days a week and stopped by, knowing she wasn't here and shared some facts with me that were really none of my business! It seems at that point I should have been the one shutting her down, but I admit I'm a sucker for a pretty face. Let me explain, I think she is quite attractive, takes excellent care of herself, she has quite an athletic body. She's about five foot eight or so, proportionally built with a great tan! The conversation turned rather intimate and I confessed to her that sex was not a big part of my wife and my relationship. When my wife went through menopause things changed. She said sex was painful and wasn't interested in taking anything to help with the issues, so other than occasional oral sex, things slowed considerably. She said that due to my size, and her condition is why it was painful. I'm not some crazy hung stud I'll admit, about 8 inches, but have above average girth, about 6 inches in circumference.
So here we are, my old neighbor is putting herself out there, within my reach. Then I replied, that do to her circumstances she seemed to have a change of heart about what was out of line. In a weak moment, I offered to give her a massage. My wife and I give each other messages. We got a table a few years ago, with all the accessories. It saved us money from going to a professional, very relaxing, and you didn't have to get up and drive home. She agreed, and I'll admit, I've gotten pretty good at it with slot of practice. So I turned on the heated cover, lit some candles, and put on some music. I emphasized that it would be quite professional, she would be dr**ed with a sheet or towel at all times. Maybe a massage will relax you and you can forget about all the problems your going through right now. I'll admit that I should have known better, a massage can be relaxing, or stimulating depending on your frame of mind! I informed her she could wear the shorts she had on now and her bra, or however she felt comfortable. I returned to our family room where the table was located, and she was covered by the clean sheet on the table, laying face down. I asked her if she had any problem areas she wanted me to focus on, she said her lower back and thighs seemed tight. I placed the bolster pillow under her ankles and proceeded to run the vibrator up and down her back, shoulders,and thighs. The oil was heated and the scented candles smelled great, while some flute music played softly. I started on her feet and ankles, working my way up the calves of her legs. My word she looked great lying there, tanned, and being some 30 years younger than my wife she felt very firm. I'll admit that being the person I am, I wondered where this might lead, so while we were having a glass of wine before we got started, I had taken an erection stimulant. Before things went south with the wife and I we experimented with it a couple times and it kept me focused, and improved performance for sometimes several hours.
While working my way up those rather long tanned legs, I found out what made her comfortable attire ways , she had stripped down to nothing at all. Having complained about tightness in her thighs seemed obvious, so I focused on some deep knee ding of her muscular thighs. While doing so, she moaned softly, and spread her legs slightly to give me better access. I believe my assumptions of where this might be heading were reinforced. Even above the pleasant smell of vanilla candles, there was an undeniable scent of arousal. In the dim light of the candles it was apparent of a damp spot on the lower sheet under my neighbor. At this point I had a raging erection, that was throbbing almost painfully. I was determined to give her a legitimate massage. I continued upward, working on her lower back as originally discussed and she was really relaxing. Working on her lower back and deep massaging her tight bottom was as rewarding to me as her. To be continued:
Fast forward about three or four years, and she contacted be again about a sale on her product. It seems her husband had left her and her preteen daughter. I was quite surprised and sympathetic to her situation. She knows my wife is gone two days a week and stopped by, knowing she wasn't here and shared some facts with me that were really none of my business! It seems at that point I should have been the one shutting her down, but I admit I'm a sucker for a pretty face. Let me explain, I think she is quite attractive, takes excellent care of herself, she has quite an athletic body. She's about five foot eight or so, proportionally built with a great tan! The conversation turned rather intimate and I confessed to her that sex was not a big part of my wife and my relationship. When my wife went through menopause things changed. She said sex was painful and wasn't interested in taking anything to help with the issues, so other than occasional oral sex, things slowed considerably. She said that due to my size, and her condition is why it was painful. I'm not some crazy hung stud I'll admit, about 8 inches, but have above average girth, about 6 inches in circumference.
So here we are, my old neighbor is putting herself out there, within my reach. Then I replied, that do to her circumstances she seemed to have a change of heart about what was out of line. In a weak moment, I offered to give her a massage. My wife and I give each other messages. We got a table a few years ago, with all the accessories. It saved us money from going to a professional, very relaxing, and you didn't have to get up and drive home. She agreed, and I'll admit, I've gotten pretty good at it with slot of practice. So I turned on the heated cover, lit some candles, and put on some music. I emphasized that it would be quite professional, she would be dr**ed with a sheet or towel at all times. Maybe a massage will relax you and you can forget about all the problems your going through right now. I'll admit that I should have known better, a massage can be relaxing, or stimulating depending on your frame of mind! I informed her she could wear the shorts she had on now and her bra, or however she felt comfortable. I returned to our family room where the table was located, and she was covered by the clean sheet on the table, laying face down. I asked her if she had any problem areas she wanted me to focus on, she said her lower back and thighs seemed tight. I placed the bolster pillow under her ankles and proceeded to run the vibrator up and down her back, shoulders,and thighs. The oil was heated and the scented candles smelled great, while some flute music played softly. I started on her feet and ankles, working my way up the calves of her legs. My word she looked great lying there, tanned, and being some 30 years younger than my wife she felt very firm. I'll admit that being the person I am, I wondered where this might lead, so while we were having a glass of wine before we got started, I had taken an erection stimulant. Before things went south with the wife and I we experimented with it a couple times and it kept me focused, and improved performance for sometimes several hours.
While working my way up those rather long tanned legs, I found out what made her comfortable attire ways , she had stripped down to nothing at all. Having complained about tightness in her thighs seemed obvious, so I focused on some deep knee ding of her muscular thighs. While doing so, she moaned softly, and spread her legs slightly to give me better access. I believe my assumptions of where this might be heading were reinforced. Even above the pleasant smell of vanilla candles, there was an undeniable scent of arousal. In the dim light of the candles it was apparent of a damp spot on the lower sheet under my neighbor. At this point I had a raging erection, that was throbbing almost painfully. I was determined to give her a legitimate massage. I continued upward, working on her lower back as originally discussed and she was really relaxing. Working on her lower back and deep massaging her tight bottom was as rewarding to me as her. To be continued:
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