I’d heard stories, watched the porn and overall had my share giving massages with the “oops” moments. However, recently I went for a massage. My backs been hurting and I knew it’d help. What I wasn’t ready for was my masseuse asking me to take my boxers off. At first I was like “um, well, I guess” and no more than lifted my hips then she pull them off. I’m very self conscious, it’d been about 6 years since I’d been touched, let alone let anyone see my cock. She worked my back and legs. It was kinda nice, but I felt like she was just going through the motions. I rolled over and covered myself and thankfully she asked if I wanted a towel. I said please and covered up. She worked on my neck, head an face. It was relaxing and nice. As she moved to my right side, she trailed her fingers over my chest and down my stomach. Before I could really think, I felt her warm breath in my ear and hair brush my face. I was so relaxed I didn’t hear her question. I asked her and she asked if I wanted an extra relaxing massage. My brain didnt understand until she looked at the towel. I was shocked, mildly embarrassed and stammered. I asked how much, misheard and made her giggle with my response. She left the room. Literally left. I heard her talk to the other girls and I laid there contemplating my life choices and if I really wanted to add another potentially dangerous one. She returned and said I had 15 min. Well, now I had a time limit. She read my physical reaction as “yes” and moved the towel. I laid there, fully expecting this sweet lady to laugh or cover me back up. I’m not extremely small, I’m average and on the thicker side. But I’m a big man. And sweet attractive women don’t usually talk to me. Before I could think, she grabbed my hand and smacked her ass with it. I didn’t fully grasp the idea until she poured the oil and kissed my collarbone. I grabbed her ass, and tried to at least reciprocate a little. She giggled in my ear and said “now you know” and I couldn’t help but chuckle. I hugged her and held the back of her head while she stroked me. She felt me getting close and sped up. I’ll never forget hugging her, moaning “oh fuck” before I exploded and her smiling. She looked at the mess, got a surprised look and checked her back to make sure I didnt get her. I said she was good and she cleaned me up. I got dressed and felt like I should have said something. Instead she guided me out of the room, smiled again with a little head bow and I left.