My lover and I celebrated our anniversary in a unique manner. You see, it was our 1 year anniversary and I wanted to surprise him with a massage; but not just any massage...a professional massage.
After searching the risqué ads in the back of a city entertainment type paper, I found a service that sends masseuses and masseurs to your home, oils and massages the client, and will even do this in the nude (for an added charge).
I called and requested a pair of massage 'therapists' so that we could both receive a loving touch at the hands of others (while still remaining monogamous) but asked that whomever was sent should also be comfortable with everyone being naked and should be "open minded."
On the day of our anniversary, my beloved, Daren, came home from work in desperate need of a massage (which was truly convenient). He'd hunched over his desk all day and toiled long and hard and now needed someone to help relax those muscles.
Daren gave me a lovely satin robe and matching negligee as my gift.
"Thank you," I purred as I caressed his cheek. I excused myself from our dinner table to go try on his gift.
Moments later, I returned to find Daren stretched out on the chair in the living room, feet up on the ottoman, watching tv. My hands against the arched doorway, I posed for him in the short, sexy robe. He smiled at me as I walked over to his chair and quickly noticed that I didn't have the negligee on under it.
"Jen, why aren't you wearing the," but before he could finish, the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it Sweetie. You just sit there and don't worry about a thing. I believe my gift to you has arrived."
He had an odd look on his face as I scampered over to the door in my little robe but stayed in his chair.
I opened the door and on my doorstep were 2 of the most attractive people I'd seen outside of a Gap ad. They were both very fit, tan, and well groomed. They both wore white uniforms with white labcoats and looked almost sterile when they'd smile and their pearly white teeth would shine through.
It had already been decided that the masseur, Brad, would massage me and that Gina would massage Daren. From the look of Gina, I could tell that Daren was NOT going to mind this and honestly, I didn't mind it either.
Gina had black hair that trailed down her shoulder blades and eyes that varied between blue and purple. Her skin was tan but not overly done. She was slender and later, when undressed, I would see that her breasts were a perky C cup with small, dark nipples and a closely shaved patch of pubic hair that resembled what strippers call, "a landing strip."
