Seemed Like a Legitimate Massage.

After suffering with pain down my right leg for a month, I decided that I needed to do something about the sciatica and looked up massage therapists in my area. I found a woman and a man who who practiced up in the Boulder area and called them up. The man answered and I asked if I could book an appointment and then nervously asked if I could request the woman. He told me his wife had more open appointments than him but that she was new to massage so if she didn't help with my problem he might consult. I told him that was fine and he gave me the directions to their home where they practiced. He told me to shower before the appointment and to wear loose clothes and that if I wanted I could keep my underwear on or not. So far, I thought it was totally legit. I arrived and was met at the door by both of them. They were a nice looking couple. He was tall, black hair, and was dressed casually in a t-shirt and jeans. She was wearing a heavy sweater, yoga pants, and had very long, pretty brown hair and a very pretty smile. I had to remind myself that this was his wife. He went to sit in a chair and she showed me the way to the massage room. A very professional massage table was set up, candles were lit and it smelled like sandalwood. She told me to take my time getting undressed and repeated that I could keep my underwear on if I wanted. I was excited by the idea of being naked so I said I wouldn't need to do that. She told me to lay on top of the table when I was ready. She left the room and I started taking off my clothes just as I was down to my briefs, she returned and smiled at me, holding some oil that she had apparently warmed up for my massage. I figured if she was willing to look, I might as well get a personal thrill to be naked. I was getting erect and made sure that I faced her while I stripped off. She told me to lay face down. When I lay down on the table, I expected to be draped. She asked me if I was warm enough and I said yes, and she responded that she wouldn't need to cover me then but that she was always cold so it was hard for her to tell if the room was warm. It was wonderful being naked but the massage was even better. She used plenty of oil and really did a good job on my back and shoulders and arms. She took a long time and I was kind of worried I'd never get my legs done, where I had the pain, and never get to turn over and get the thrill of being an exhibitionist. I didn't need to worry. She was taking her time and the 1 hour massage lasted almost 2. She worked my butt and thighs so well that I was hard as a rock by the time I turned over and the thrill of having her fingertips go between my cheeks and across my taint, brushing my balls occasionally, was outstanding. When I turned over she did my chest including my nipples which made my erection bounce around and drip even more precum. By the time she did my belly, I thought I might prematurely ejaculate. She did my groin muscles and thighs, and then my feet. She said that if I was satisfied she would let me relax before I put my clothes on. I actually had the guts to say that to relax I would need to do something about my arousal. She said that was normal and fine with her. I asked her for some oil and she poured some over my penis and then left the room. I went ahead and started stroking myself, wishing she was still there to watch. Wish granted, she came back with a wet hand towel and stood by the table. I couldn't contain myself and squirted all over my chest and tummy. She said she was impressed with the strength of my ejaculation and was glad I was comfortable enough to let her watch. She used the towel to clean me up and then told me that if I came back for another visit, I didn't have to take care of it myself. Of course I booked another appointment!