There seems to be interest in what this old man has going on, so I might as well write about it. I am 77 now, so anything sexy one would think might be rare, yet oddly, things seem to be rather busy.
This last year was a serious PIA, the damn pandemic meant the massage profession was not allowed to practice, so I could not even get a legitimate massage, not even with a mask. But now, having gotten both Moderna shots, suddenly things improved.
A few months back, I lost my wife to Cancer, she was a decade younger than me so that was a shock. But even while we were married, I got massages regularly, a habit developed in my 30’s. My wife knew all about it, and accepted the sometimes happy ending since towards the last, sex became a chore for her. I have managed to stay reasonably virile although I know my own time is coming.
So, the surprise when the daughter’s Mom walked in was something else. Her daughter was a bit more shy, and they had such hard times during the period when they could not work, that doing a few “special” guys like me helped to catch up on the bills. So, the daughter, having given me a several legitimate rubdowns, spotted my reactions under the sheet. Not really experienced in broaching the subject, Mom got sent over to break the ice, so to speak.
Walking in stark naked sure did that! So next session, I got to see the daughter topless, and last session, I got to see her naked. Now over the years, I have had lots of experiences during massages, since I mostly stick to outcall, the percentage of willing therapists is vastly higher.
Still, working naked is very rare. I remember one in Beaverton here in Oregon that was chubby, had dead Thistles in jars sitting all over the place, and a big feather in her headband. That one was crazy as a Loon, I didn’t go back. Then one in Reno that was clearly a prostitute, since she suggested for $300 I could do anything I wanted to. (I didn’t.)
Now one might think these would end up in fuck sessions, the truth is, most are just a hand job. Quite a few, most in fact, stay fully dressed while going the happy ending rub or at most go topless. I personally have never had full sex with anyone giving me a massage, well, except for my wife but that’s different.
I do know, other hands are WAY better than being stuck with my own, just a fact. So getting to be one of those “special” clients IS special. The last session, just this last Saturday, was like the ones prior, no point in writing it out in detail.
At one point, I did ask her how she got started, she was giggling when she told me her Mom had her practice on her Mom’s boyfriend. They had already discussed what they were going to do, because two clients a day at $60 was not going to bail them out of debt. So, my $50 tip was enough to have them decide I would be one of the “special” clients. I also am certain they both enjoy doing it, since nipples snugged up like erasers are a dead giveaway.
So yep! I have TWO attractive ladies that not only offer a hand job, but seem to enjoy doing it.
Now I already noticed that the ad they were running in what passes as a local newspaper is no longer there. So, I assume they are having success.
I also asked about maybe they might do a four hands massage, she said sure, $250. Bit rich for my blood but I am thinking about going for it anyway.
What the hell, can’t take it with me. I will update if anything new comes up, next Saturday is again with the Daughter.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/njz6xk/my_m_massage_therapy_experience_update
Just an aside, because the white haired lady that lives a few blocks away came over again on Sunday. She is nice, smiling, her behind is noticeably a bit on the large size, but as company, I have to say I enjoy her dropping by.
Mornings around here all by myself are quiet, I don’t enjoy it much.
Of course since she knows about the wife passing, and she knows I seem to have a lot of stuff, I suspect she has it in her mind that maybe, just maybe, she might catch me.
Her name is Martha, BTW. Really.
The Cherry cobbler she brought over was sure good, how she gets the sweet juices to bubble up like that and form a delicious crust is beyond me, we sat at my kitchen table and talked about the coronavirus, politics, food, the news, she seemed to happily agree completely with my conservative point of view, and she also had a couple of extra buttons on her blouse undone. I could see far enough in there to know that there was no bra, another quarter of an inch and I would have seen nipples, she made no move to conceal her display.
Not that bad for an old lady, listen to me, she is a full decade younger than I am. She sure did perk up my morning though.
I know damn good and well she is doing that deliberately, hell, since when does a 60-something woman fix up her hair, put on makeup and nice pretty clothes to go see a 77 year old widower at 10 in the morning to take him some home baked treats??
And damn it, there I sat, eating her Cherry cobbler, with a pretty good hardon going on even though the day before that got gloriously taken care of.
I admit I like titties, and especially like women that love to show them off.
I really was not thinking I wanted to find myself involved in any real relationship at this stage of my life, but not only does this lady seem very nice and easy to visit with, but she is magic in the food department.
OK. OK. No one ever accused me of being overly smart, so I asked her to have dinner with me tomorrow night, she accepted in what appeared to be a quite eager manner.
I will let you folks interested know how that turns out.
6 hands massage!