I had been out of town for two weeks, and missed my regular Sunday morning massages at Sunny Spa. Of course, on my trip, I got massage, in a strange town from a strange girl, and I enjoyed these three massages very much. But I always miss Amy at Sunny Spa. She treats me like she is my girlfriend, of course I know this is an act she puts on for maybe tens or a hundred other guys. But I enjoy it nonetheless, and I have a great time always. I got back Tuesday morning, and by the time I unwound, it was already 2 in the afternoon. I felt like getting a good massage and spending some time with my Amy, so I drove over to the Sunny Spa.
On arriving, I saw the one girl I don't like, Kim, sitting on the couch watching television in the greeting area. I hoped she wouldn't massage me. I had her once, and it was not a good massage, and not a happy ending either. She's cute, and I hoped there would be something, but she is really just not very good at it. She stayed on the couch and I greeted her, happy she didn't pop up to take me to the room. A girl came out from the room they hang out in, one I hadn't seen before.
She was smiling, and introduced herself, Nancy. She actually could be a sister to Amy, she had a similar appearance, height, weight, build. She was probably my age, late 40s, around 5-5, maybe 150lbs, long black hair made up in a ponytail, cute round face, and say C cup naturals. She had a belly, bigger say than Amy's, and she had that flat butt that's so common in the hobby. She led me back to a room I hadn't been in for months, the one I don't like so much. But it's ok, just a weird layout. I gave her the house fee, 90$ for the hour and a half, and she left. I undressed and got up on the table, laid face down to wait for Nancy.
She knocked on returning, something I don't see as often as I used to. As she walked around the table, I lifted my head and offered my hand, introducing myself since I forgot to earlier. She blushed, and giggled. I assumed she had been briefed by someone, maybe Kim, maybe Amy. At least I had a sense that it wouldn't be like breaking in a new girl.
I was sort of put out that I wouldn't be seeing Amy. I never fall for these massage girls, but I do have a soft spot for cute ones that were friendly and were into their work. I have kissed Amy on the mouth even, and she let me French kiss her twice too. Both of these aren't things I do often with these girls, and it's rare they ever let this happen either, but Amy is for sure a pleaser. But, as always in the hobby, we have to be prepared to see someone new; for many of us, the entire game is in playing with a new player.
She started in the normal position, leaning over my head, sliding her hands down my spine to my butt. As she did, I touched her thighs lightly, and as she didn't resist, I moved around to her rear. She wore really soft yogapants, the kind I like to touch. She continued with the massage, working mostly on my traps and lats and rhomboids, these are obvious to any masseuse to be the places I always need work. I am very muscular, from my past in football and the Army, but as I'm now closing in on 50, and my work puts me walking around in the plant on concrete all day for 12 hours or more, these muscles get beat up from the pounding of the hard surface. She worked the muscles well, already halfway in I was ready to give her a 5 out of 5 for the massage alone.
In this place, they have taken to doing say half the massage with no oil. I like this, as it makes for like two separate massages, one working the muscles, the other working out the toxins. As she got to the oil part, she moved back to the position at my head. I again reached around to her butt, and started squeezing her cheeks. She never protested, and as she worked one side of my back, she moved to that side a bit, placing her crotch right where my right hand was. She mushed her crotch into my open hand, and I started stroking her pussy. I could feel the outline of her privates, she was bare, or at least didn't have a bush, but the marked thing I noticed was that her vulva was thick. It was a big cushion on her pubic bone, and her outer and inner lips and clit were all really meaty. I got hard as a rock instantly.
Nancy's crotch was hot, and I could feel some moisture too. For me, I enjoy a meaty pussy, and even more I like when an older masseuse is hot and moist. She moved down to my legs, and started working out my butt, then my thighs, calves, and to my feet. I know this came directly from Amy; not every masseuse knows to spend as much time on the feet as Nancy was doing now, but Amy had learned from so many sessions that I enjoy a hard stroking on the arches of my feet. Again, all those miles on concrete rip the fascia to pieces, and it takes a good hard massage to get them feeling right again.