Culture shock 'hair cut' at a Barber Shop in Korea

I was assigned to follow a 6-month long project in Korea. As a American it was my first Korean assignment. I really enjoy everything about the culture and work ethic of the people. I was working a 84 hour work week and just focused on the project. About 2 months into the project, I needed a haircut and had noticed that Korea has 'barber poles' marking these shops so it was not necessary to be able to read the Korean "Hangul" writing hieroglyphics. 

I arrived at the barbershop and made the international finger scissors symbol adjacent to my hair and was walked to a chair. The barber was a middle-aged woman that was apparently happy to have a customer. The haircut progressed nicely and was completed professionally. The Barber asked me a question that I did not understand, to help translate she started massaging my shoulders and I used the internationally understood word 'Ok". She pulled the curtain around the chair, similar that they have in shared hospital rooms. I thought to myself, 'Mmmmm that is unusual'. She then tilted the chair back, so I was laying down and proceeded to place a warm towel on my face while continuing the neck massage. I do not know exactly who showed up to assist but there was a additional person and they were talking and seemed familiar and generally happy. I felt my shirt being unbuttoned and the shoulder massage hands moving to my chest and the application of some sort of massage oil. This is when I really started to wonder what I approved. The chest massage felt good and started to focus on my nipples which sent little electric shocks of arousal through my body because they a oh so sensitive. The other person then removed the cooling towel from my face and replaced it with another warm on asking, "OK?" and I responded affirmative. The other woman was also middle aged.

Next, I felt a portion of the chair under the lower back inflate raising my hips slightly and comfortably. Then I felt my shoes being removed, socks and a warm towel washing my feet and more massaging. It felt so good I may have made a few sighs of pleasure as four hands caressed me. 

I was a bit shocked what came next, my belt was undone, and pants removed. I tensed up and they asked again, "Ok" and I said a bit reluctantly "Ok" back. Then I heard a few giggles because when I am aroused, I tend to produce a considerable amount of pre-cum. I have been known to soak through a pair of briefs and jeans. My briefs were very wet when they were removed. The chair I was in was like a Swiss army knife because the lower part of the chair opened splitting my legs. This is when I felt another warm towel on my cock and area around my bum  

Both women applied more slippery emolument and I was in bliss as my cock was stroked and chest/nipples were being massaged. The women were just talking and carrying as if they were having tea. I shivered involuntarily with pleasure The woman working my cock stopped and the other woman laughed a little and pressed down on my chest as I heard a motorized ‘buzz’ start. Then my cock stroking was by done with a vibrating hand. I almost raised off the table, but I was being held down by the woman pressing on my chest who said “Ok”. I relaxed and the edging continued, I felt my bum hole being rimmed which caused me to tense again and this elicited more humor and then a finger entered me. I really tensed and both said “OK”. I relaxed again and moaned involuntarily (I am not quiet when on the throws of climax). The finger in me was moving in a ‘come here’ manner, my cock was being vibed and stroked and my nipples were being caressed and I came so hard. They continued until I was overstimulated, and the climax and body shakes  subsiding. They then stopped and cleaning me with warm towels.   

Breathlessly I said, “Gam-sa-ham-ni-da” or “Thank you”. I was left to get dressed. On departing I was charged the equivalent of 50 US Dollars (1984). I left and walking out into the sidewalk feeling amazing albeit my legs felt weak.