Thursday, April 8, 2010

Massage Therapy

I have to say, I was bad the other day.  On Tuesday of this week I had a massage at the local massage school.  My appointment was with one of the licensed massage therapist, not one of the students.  To keep this anonymous I'll have to call her Janice.  I was running late as usual so while I was filling out the necessary paper work I saw Janice standing there waiting.  WOW!  She is a petite woman with a mysterious look about her.  She was wearing the massage therapist pants and shirt that all of them wear there, nothing special but it was all black.  She has long jet black hair that was tied up some what untidily that added to her mysterious allure.

The last time I had a massage at the school I ended up with a heavy set girl.  I am not opposed to heavy set women.  In fact I kinda like them sexually.  So I was relieved to see this attractive woman.  When I get a massage it's a soothing, and I like having attractive women give me the massage, specially if they are older.  It gives me a comfort of being taken care of in a way that is motherly.  I don't know how else to say it.  I do not attach myself to this person, it's the motion of the massage that does it actually.  There is no connection to the person other then her hands.  I totally detach from who is giving the massage.  I like women who have womanly hands, long soft fingers.

On this particular appointment, I dressed in nice black stockings held up with a nice black lace garter belt.  I miss placed my favorite new black panties so I wore another pair I like with just a little lace on the leg openings.  But these panties have a nice tiny pink bow at the middle of the top band.  I also wore a Waycoal black lace bra.  At my appointment I removed all my clothes and placed the stockings, garter belt and panties on top of my pants.  I did not try to hide them at all.  Then on the chair I placed my shirt first then my black bra.  I again did not hide the bra, but I did place it in a way that she could easily tell it was a bra.  I made sure too that I did not place it as an exhibit, just kinda threw it down on top of my shirt.

I was nearly caught naked with one stocking on and my bra.  Janice thought I would be ready, she knocked on the door and started to open it.  In a panic I said just a second.  Damn, why did I say that!  Later I kept going over that and wished badly I had said nothing and let her come in to find me dressed with a bra and stocking on.  I would have embarrassed her I'm sure which I would not have liked.  It's just that I would have really like to have been 'caught'.

In a way I was caught since she was able to see that I had wore a bra and the other items to the appointment.  The extra time to get undressed I'm sure entered her mind.

I plan to go back to see her again shortly.  I love massages and it really helps me in other physical ways.  For my next appointment I will again wear something similar and place it out for her to see.  I may even make it a bit more obvious, but not so much.  I also fantasised about wearing a woman's one piece swimsuit to an appointment and placing that out for her to see as well.  I hope to continue to see her and maybe one day she will ask about my dressing.  More then likely she will not say anything is my guess.

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