I once was invited to a spa treatment by this friend. I had never been, so the excitement and anticipation of some one massaging my rotund body. I waited while my friend got done and came out dressed in a towel that could cover a small sports car. I climbed from hottube I was hiding in rather than relaxing in. I came into the massage room its walls were covered with mirrors, the air was full of some fruitful smell, and the music was some eastern Indian music. A small massage table sat in the middle of the room. The lady who greeted me at the door was a short little lady of Malaysian decent. I laid on the table which sorta creeked, my belly spilled off either side of the table. The lady put a clean towel and says. You big boy. I could tell she grabbed a step stool. Along with some oil( I thought it was crisco) her tiny hands was rubbing my back. She says you tight. I thought she was looking at my bum, it was tight cause I was afraid of squeezing one out. I was laughing cause I had never had anyone touch me this way before. I closed my eyes after I got on the table, I was trying concentrate, get into the mood. But mostly I was trying to balance myself on that bed. I finally opened my eyes I the lady was standing on my back. There was a bar on the ceiling. The was balancing ontop of me saying you tight, so I use my feet. You gotta try a massage.
Posted on: Fri, 15 Aug 2014 18:27:53 +0000
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