Massage Parlor

Joyce

Frank and I heard the front door open,. We had forgotten to lock it while we were involved with a client, but with two women, we could handle it.

I ran down the stairs and right past Michelle and the guy she was fucking, and went out into the lobby and greeted the new guy, a scrawny little dude, but all we cared about was if he had the money and was willing to spend it.

"Hi. I'm Joyce, We have another client in the other room and my associate is with him, but if you are willing, we can accommodate you."

I briefly explained our program, and he selected the basic charge and handed me his credit card. I had to step back in the massage room to handle it, but returned and gave him back the card and after closing the curtains and locking the door, told him to get comfortable right where he was.

I doffed my robe and he undressed, and I took his hand and led him right past the fucking couple and into the shower.

Telling him that this was a tad unusual because we usually lock the door while another client was there, but we had been known to handle two guys at once although they usually knew each other,.

Once in the shower I lathered him and stroked him and did my duty and fingered his ass washing it clean in case it led to whatever might happen.

Since he wasn't paying for sex, all he got was a kiss when I bent down and kissed him like I would a young teenager friend of my son.

Normally, with just the basic charge it wouldn't include the hot tub, but since the massage mattress was occupied, that was the only alternative so I took him to the hot tub, where I ended up on his lap watching Michelle and her guy, and the next thing I knew, his cock was up in me and I was getting fucked too,.
 
Okay, it was that sort of place. Not that Michael had any problem with that. Still He only wanted a massage, so he choose the basic package. Still the shower was nice and Michael could feel his cock grow slowly. The problem intensified as we watched the others, for lack of a better term, fuck. His cock grew larger until he was almost fully erect. "I can add the extra charge on my card afterwards, right?" He asked. Hearing no complaints to the contrary he slowly eased his cock into her pussy.

How does one describe the feel of a woman's inner walls tightly grasping around you? The friction of two bodies moving in sync. His hands roamed her body, feeling her clit, playing with it. It was too late, but suddenly he realized he a) wasn't wearing a condom, and b) had gotten swept up in the moment. Suddenly pulling out of her, he felt his face flush, "I'm sorry. This isn't what I paid for. I'll pay the difference" he said, his face flushed and his cock still rock hard. "I mean, you surely weren't expecting this were you?" He rambled on. "Just please forgive me."
 
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Joyce

I just laughed.

"No it wasn't what you paid for, but it just happened. and you cant put it on your charge card. We only accept cash for tips so if you want to tip me fine, if not, don't worry about it. Just remember what we did and come back again and see me and we'll worry about it then.. Until then just think - I'm getting what I want while giving you what you want and we are both getting what we want."

"And don't worry about the condom. Just fuck me like you mean it."
 
Michael nodded. He had plenty of cash on hand, honestly he was surprised the massage had been that cheap, and had accepted his credit card. He must of had three to four hundred on him.

"Okay." He pushed her off of him. When he fucked he made sure to do it right. By that he meant making sure the woman cums a few times before he even gets the chance to. Leaning down he kissed her inner thighs, his fingers ghosting a swirl around her nipples. He moved his lips from side to side, always making sure to leave his lips a moment around the clit, never tasting her, merely teasing with his fingers tongue and breath. He wanted her to cum, without even touching her most intimate areas. Then he could dive in, take advantage of her orgasm to provide her another then another.
 
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