This story is factually based with embellishments for entertainment.
When I first started dating my wife, she told me that she had two children that lived with her. At first I told her that I wasn't going to get serious with anyone that had children. I was too old to have that extra responsibility and activity in my life. She explained that they would be moving out in a couple of years. So since we had just started seeing each other I told her, "Let's see how things evolve." Because I really liked her personality, how she thought and how she saw things in a different light.
After a couple of years had passed, we moved in together after her children had moved out on their own. Then, her daughter had gotten pregnant from a man she did not want to be with, so she moved in with us. I felt we needed to help her with her new baby and now being jobless because of the moving from another distant city.
When Zoe, the daughter, was ready to find work, we found out that she wanted to become a Certified Massage Therapist. She could work her schooling schedule around my wife's schedule so someone could babysit.
Zoe started taking her classes and wanted to practice on us, which was fine with us, since we could always use a massage.
One Saturday morning, she asked me if I wanted a massage. I told her that I had planned a long bike ride, but would like to have a massage after I got back. I told her to give her mom a massage in the mean time, she really needed one. She agreed to that.
When I got back from my bike ride I asked Zoe, "Am I still getting a massage?"
She answered, "Of course, I need the practice."
So I went to take a shower, while my wife said that she was going to take the baby to the park and take a nice walk.
When I got out of the shower, I wrapped a towel around myself and walked to the family room where Zoe had the massage table set up.
She said, "I'm ready for you, lay face down and keep the towel over your butt." Then giggled a little.
I smiled at her then positioned myself on the table and kept the towel on me. She straightened out the towel as I couldn't get it in the right spot. She explained to me her procedure and technique that she was supposed to follow, but was still in the early learning process.
I said, "Don't worry about it, do the best that you can, your goal is to make your client feel good, right?"
She said, "Yes, but I still need to get it right."
I said, "You're just starting out and learning, you'll be okay."
Just give you a brief description of Zoe at that time, she was 22 y.o., 5'8" tall and weighed about 130 lbs. (guessing), long reddish brown hair, which she had tied up for the massage, green eyes, and body measurements of 34C-26-36.