Hi! Sorry it’s been a while since you’ve heard from me. I have been languishing in hot tubs and saunas (yes, of course, naked!). Jeff sent me away on an amazing long weekend of relaxation as a New Years present. He paid for a 3-night stay near Union Square (in San Francisco), and just a 5-minute drive away was this sort of new-agey women’s bathhouse. They have a no-clothing policy and I have to say that while some of the women were meditating, I was mentally drooling over their big wet tits and pussies (there are few things that make me tingle like dripping pussy hair and steam coming off a woman’s skin). The entrance fee was so cheap, and I just stayed there for hours and hours (there was also no limit on how long your visit was).
Here comes the yummy part! When I got home from the bathhouse on Sunday night, I took a look at the menu of services that the hotel offered. Among them was in-room massage *mischievous eyebrow raise* I called the front desk. When they asked me if I preferred a male or a female, can you guess what I answered?
I slid into my courtesy robe and slippers and figured I would snuggle up to an adult movie (which was discreetly billed to my room) while I waited for my mystery massage man. In my imagination he was 6′2” with caramel brown skin and a Speedo on. He showed up about an hour (and 1.5 orgasms) later. He wasn’t exactly what I’d hoped for, but was sexy as all fuck. I answered the door with my robe open and nothing underneath.
He smiled and I caught his eyes stealing a glance at my cleavage. He told me that he could leave the room if I needed time to take my robe off and get on my belly. I told him that wouldn’t be necessary, and let it fall to the ground before he could even finish the sentence. I got up on the bed on all fours (and one might say that I arched my back a little more than I had to!), and then laid down.
After he’d warmed up on my shoulders and back, he asked if there were any areas where I needed any special attention *mischievous eye brow raise #2* I took this opportunity to flip over and tell him I was wondering if he was allowed to do some more intimate massage, and that I would pay him a little extra. He laughed, blushed and then agreed. I asked him to start with my tits. He slowly moved his way all over my boobs, but was avoiding the nipple (even though it was hard and ready to be oiled up). He finally got the picture and started some AMAZING nipple massage. He ended up making me cum by sucking on them a little. Then he moved down to my pussy, and provided another “happy ending.†I tipped him an extra $50 and he left. I was so proud that I had kept my “no sex with strangers†promise to Jeff.
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–Sara
Sara :: Jan.24.2008 ::
Hot Wives, Sara ::
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