Shelter from the storm

A full Saturday morning all to myself, and my car was available to boot (not the Denver kind). I knew about my windfall of time for a couple of weeks so I did some thinking about where I wanted to go but since I am a creature of habit, I went with the massage parlor I've been to a few times. It does seem to be the local benchmark establishment for the Rub & Tug crowd, including me, so I knew I would not be wasting my time. The good news is that it is predictable; the bad news is that it is predictable.

It was a stormy morning, very windy and rainy. I did have to make an excuse to some of my family, but they shrugged off my announcement that I was going shopping. I'm surprised they were not suspicious since I almost never just go shopping. I went close to their opening time thinking it would not be too crowded but I decided not to park in their parking lot in case someone I knew would recognize my car (I know people who live in the area). There were no cars parked there when I drove by, but it took me a while to find an inconspicuous parking spot and by the time I walked up to the door, there were a couple of cars in the lot. So much for being the first customer.

Mamasan let me in and quickly brought me to a room so I would avoid any contact with other men (I could hear someone in the shower room). She took the house fee and left me to undress and a few minutes later T walked in. I recognized her from a previous trip - a tall and thin Korean woman with long (artificially-colored) thin hair, and of course looking much younger than she probably is. I'm sure she didn't recognize me with so many patrons she sees, but she was friendly enough as she took me by the hand and lead me to the table shower where she warmed the table with hot water, asked me to lie face down, and soaped me up, smiling all the while.

It must have been early - T suppressed a cough as she was working on my ass - a unusual break in the routine. She asked me to flip over and made really sure my balls and cock were as clean as my well-scrubbed ass. Nothing like being so pampered - having a beautiful Asian woman giving her full attention to my body, cleaning, rinsing and drying me off as I stood there admiring her figure under her tank top and short-shorts.

Back to the room and a great massage. I don't think she missed a muscle as she worked extra on a few tight areas and stood on by back using the soles of her feet to give broad, strong strokes to really straighten me out. Another cough or two brought me back from the harem fantasy to the reality of flu season but by the time she was done with my backside, you could have poured me off the table.

She segued into the light touch massage, running her fingers over all of my body and somehow always ending near my ass and the back of my thighs. Each pass of her fingertips would graze my balls and my rising cock. Unconsciously, almost by reflex, I raised my ass to allow for more growth - I must have looked like I was presenting like a cat in heat. I certainly was in heat; I was getting to be in dire need of a release, so much so i could feel the tension in my throat.

Finally she asked me to flip over, just in the nick of time. My cock burst loose and pointed at the ceiling, throbbing its purple head and looking like I might pop a vein. T knew very well what ailed me and came up with a handful of oil from under the table and went right to it. She didn't object to my stroking her tight little ass and thighs, and reaching into her tank top and even into her bra to caress her size A tits. The whole hour was a one-way trip to nirvana and except for the minor distraction of a few coughs, I reached it on schedule and came all over her hands and my loins.

The pampering continued. She cleaned me off with a hot towel and left me in reverie while she left for a few minutes. She came back to cuddle and to slowly bring me back to reality. As a final bit of customer service, she helped me put my clothes on. At that point I needed help because I was so totally relaxed I wasn't sure I could use my legs to stand and walk. I tipped her and she took me by the hand again, checking quickly for other patrons, and lead me to the door. I told mamasan that everything was wonderful and headed out into the storm. A quick stop at a store to say I went shopping and home to resume real life.