Barbara M.

I think I’ll tell you a story about Barbara. I’ve known Barbara for a couple of years. She’s the person who recommended that her friend Autumn to come and see me a few weeks ago. Barbara is in her early 30’s, a few years older than Autumn. When I first saw her I thought, “Just a normal every day ‘plain Jane’ type. My over active sex drive would be easier to keep in check and I ‘m looking forward to doing a couples massage. So far all my work has been one member of a family. Barbara is of average to medium height, about 5’6,” and weight, 140 lbs., light brown hair, greenish brown eyes; nothing outstanding or special except maybe her personality and her overly friendly and trusting attitude of others. Then again, maybe I’m speaking too soon; I shouldn’t say there is nothing special about her. She’s happily married Jim, has two young pre-teen daughters, and goes to church most Sundays- typical white picket fence type housewife and mother. Jim has a good job I guess because Barb stays at home most days. Her girls are in school so most of her days are free (no 9 to 5 days at the office) to do as she pleases. What a life!

Barbara wasn’t yet 30 years old when I first met her. Jim was 5 or 6 years older. Both would come to me for a massage once a month, but after several sessions, Jim shied away saying massage really wasn’t his thing and I rarely ever saw much of him after that. Barbara was just the opposite and totally enjoyed being massaged. Barb has been coming to me on a regular basis just to relax. Barbara would dress with motherly type loose fitting clothes and was difficult to realize what she was hiding. After her first massage, I looked at her in a totally different way.

She now became very easy to look at and I looked forward to many sessions with her. She had everything in all the right places. Firm above average 36C sized breasts, narrow waist, shapely hips attached to two creamy smooth legs. Everything was perfectly proportioned. As a matter of fact her whole body was creamy smooth; not a blemish. You would never know she had any children; her tummy was still tight and firm. She cooed and moaned with pleasure every stroke. I never gave her an erotic massage but she gave me a woody just the same.

She always seemed to have a good story to tell every time I saw her. I have been giving Barb massages about once a month for almost a year. Three or four weeks after my first massage with Autumn, I got a call from Barb. Let me tell you first that Barbara had never had an erotic massage. As a matter of fact she never even heard of it. When she first told Autumn that I gave a great massage that’s all she meant. Well to keep this short I guess it’s safe to say, friends talk. Unknown to me, a couple of weeks after I had given Autumn a special massage, she met Barb in church and related her experience with me.

Barb had appointment with me for a massage the following week. It was still summer and was hot and humid. She showed up on schedule, as usual, wearing a light sleeveless yellow blouse and a pair of cut-off home made jeans. She looked hot in that cool outfit. I told her to go into the massage room and get ready. I’d be there in a couple of minutes. Although I have known Barb for some time now, she was still very modest and always covered up. I didn’t have to see all of her to know she had beautiful body. My hands gliding over her body for the past ten months told me. She wasn’t prudish, but like many women she was embarrassed or ashamed to show her body. Almost all people have some sort of complex about displaying their not so perfect shape.