Nice Job

It was a sunny afternoon when I noticed the low tire inflation light on the dashboard of my car. I checked on-line and found a repair shop that had an appointment available that afternoon for a tire repair. I got to the shop at my appointment time of 2pm. There is a long line of customers waiting to be helped. So much for an appointment. I wait my turn. I give them the keys to my car. They say it will be about an hour. I noticed there were a couple of massage spas nearby. I told them I will be back in about a hour. I walk across and down the street. There are two spas separated by a sandwich shop from each other in the strip mall. The spas have big pictures on the windows of smiling good looking people with naked backs receiving massages. I open the door of the second one to the right. There is a three tone chime. Do da Ting! A bit shocking. I realize the space is quite large. A spacious waiting room with counter. A wide hallway on the left. The chime has to be loud to let the staff know someone is there. A short squat woman wearing a blue flowered dress comes out. Her black face mask matches her hair. She is well rounded. The roundness comes with some extra pounds. Her arms are short. She says, “hello, welcome”. Her dark brown eyes smile. She looks happy in as much as anyone can tell with someone wearing a mask. She motions me to follow her. I follow her to a room. She asks, ” how long, 30 or 60 minutes?” I ask, “How much?” She tells me. I take my cash pouch out. I call it a pouch as I carry my cash in a small travel bag. I decided that it fits in my pocket easily and it is easy to take cash out. I pay her with twenties. She sees that I have a fifty as well. She takes the cash and leaves the room. I get undressed. I lay on the table and almost fall asleep because she doesn’t come back into the room for fifteen minutes. I wonder what happened to her. I hear a noise in the hall and the door chime. Maybe she was finishing up with another client, and I was put on hold. It is ok, relaxing is a part of the massage experience. She readjusts the towel I had set across my but. It covers my back and butt. She gives a very gentle massage from the top of my body to the feet. She spends a bit of time kneading my butt cheeks. I feel her body leaning over me and touching me. She sits up and removes the towel completely. I hear her squirt some oil in her hands. She leans over my head and her hands flow down my back to my butt. She does this several times. Then she gets close to the table. The table is set low to match her short height. The top of my head is just at the edge of top of the table. I feel her two thighs on either side of my head. She leans over my back. Her forearms collapse to my back as she moves her whole body over mime. The back of my head is firmly in her crotch. I think if i turned over I could eat her pussy. But in this instance she was rubbing herself as she was rubbing my butt. She sits up and comes to the side of the table. She does a similar lean over the table and is massaging my back and with her arms. She is gentlly rocking me back and forth. Her pressure is never hard but consistant. She changes side adds more lotion. She then moves to my legs and butt. Her hands flow up the inside of my legs, over my butt and then down the outside. Each time she gets closer to my balls, each time moving around and up my butt crack and down the outside of my thigh, or just lingering on my butt massaging it. I feel her sit down on the stool next to the table. I look at her. She has put her legs under the table and is leaning over me. She has one hand an arm circling my upper legs butt and back, with the other hand just starting to reach under my body. She is working on reaching my penis, but instead of grabbing it, she allows her hand motions to make me rise up a bit and then relax. Each time she does this her hand reaches in a half inch. The progress to reach my penis is slow and intentional. The more my thighs reach up from the table, the harder my dick becomes. She is now approaching my dick with one hand from the back and the other from the side. Ever so slowly and gently she works. It is quite nice that she is so patient. Finally she pushes me on my side and grasps my penis. I sit up a bit and lean over the massage her back. As she is working on my penis with both hands, I pull up her skirt. She has black underwear. She moves a bit away from the table so I can put my hand on her crotch. I massage her crotch and she moans, as she is intensely rubbing my dick. I feel that I am starting to cum. I lay back on the table as she keeps me in that state of bliss of while I cum, and she keeps jacking me until I cum again. Another wonderful massage with a happy ending. I lay back. She says, ” I will get some hot towels.” She leaves and comes back. She wipes me down and then leaves the room. She never asked for a tip before giving the happy ending. I think she was confident that she will get one without asking. I love it when they do that. I get dressed. I get a good tip for her out of my pouch. I leave the room. I give her the tip. I say, “Nice Job!”. I smile as she hands me a bottle of water. “She says,” See you next time!”. I leave a go back to the shop where my car is being fixed. It is done. I think I must be glowing. I feel glowing and I am good.