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National Sales Conference

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National Sales Conference by LeftoversalmonLast summer the company that I work for had their sales conference in the greater Los Angeles area. We descended on the city with a force of about 5,000 reps plus marketing to make an army of about 7,000 men and women. The festivities were consistent for 5 days straight. On the fourth of five days, while tired and beaten from meetings and late night activity, I connected with the hotel spa and scheduled a massage after my last meeting. On the fifth day I woke, packed my suitcase; went to the final meeting; and headed to the spa at about 1pm. I arrived to find that the hotel spa had a Japanese flavor. I waited for about 10 minutes after checking in, when a mid 30ish lady entered the lobby and called my name. I eagerly leaped forward because it had been a few months since my last massage. At this point nothing sexual crossed my mind but it had been 5 days since I had a chance to release so without my consent, my penis decided to act on its own and see what is going on. I was led into a room and asked to shower and put on a robe then I would be retrieved. I did as instructed but my erection would not lower….probably because I have never had an Asian woman. After the shower I was sitting in the men’s lounge in a robe watching ESPN when a gentleman came in and called my name. I followed him to a small massage room. He asked me to disrobe and lay on the table face down. I did as requested and then asked if he was my masseuse. I did not hear an answer. Then the door shut and opened about 20 seconds later with a lady saying hello in very broken English, which seemed to be the theme here. ESPN calmed me down, which was good, but her voice and hands on my back woke me up. She worked me good………walking on my back, rubbing my legs and working my butt and inner thighs. While on my inner thighs she grazed my balls a few times. Oh gawd! I am hard again. After about 20 minutes on my stomach of great massage and unintentional teasing, she asked me to flip over. At that point she met Mount Everest. I saw her face for the first time, very cute little Japanese woman about 35-40 years old. Her expression, in reference to my erection was two fold; ………..she did not acknowledge it openly yet constantly viewed it. It was under the sheet of course so it literally looked like a tent. In a talented fashion she worked around it and depending on what body part she was working on I went from erect to flaccid. With about 10 minutes left in my massage she started working my stomach/thighs and bingo I was alive and alert-erect in her face. She stopped and asked me to put on a pair of shorts, flannel. I did not understanding why. Then the massage began again. She worked my thighs, my lower stomach and instantly I was rigid again. Then she put one hand on each side of my cock and rubbed in unison right and left. This worked my cock in the same fashion and soon I was actually moaning. At this point she had never actually touched my cock but I was building to an orgasm. She acted like nothing was going on, and continued. I was close and told her at which point she got freaked and stopped. She pulled back and acted like this had never happened before………I quickly responded that it was new to me and I didn’t expect it either, which I didn’t. She resumed the massage in my nether regions. And still with the flannel shorts on she finally touched my cock with the back of her hand. That is when I knew things changed because that hand stopped massaging me. The back of her right hand stopped moving. It rotated and grasped me. Gawd, I paused in anticipation. It wasn’t two stokes and I launched a load that only flannel could stop. As soon as I started she withdrew a little startled and in awe of the situation. She actually sat down on the little seat and asked me if I was okay. I of course answered yes. She told me to take a minute to relax, got me a glass of water and a small towel. She then exited the room. I got dressed and when I started to leave she stuck here head in the door and said thank you. I left my tip on the table and retreated to my flight home. Normally I would guess that this was almost normal at Japanese Massage locations but this was a large US based Hotel Chain so it was much unexpected. Any ways I look forward to this year’s sales conference