First timer here. I recently had an rather unexpected experience that caused me to google and come across this site. Clearly I'm much more innocent that I realised.
First some background:
I'm a happily married guy in his 50s. I'm slim (11.5st / 6'2") and look/act/dress younger than someone my age normally would, but (hopefully) get away with it. I've only actually had sex with four women in my entire life.
From time to time I get back problems, and normally get a massage to ease it a few times a year when it flares up. Either a professional Sports / Deep Tissue massage, which can be quite painful and can still hurt for a day or two after, or a Swedish massage at a beauty salon, which is cheaper, doesn't hurt, more relaxing (dimmed lights or candles and soft music) and the therapists are generally more attractive - as beauticians, they wear make up and are dressed a little nicer - leggings or skirts with ballet flats or ugh boots, rather than the trousers and trainers or crocs (yuck!) of sports therapists. (Laying with my head through the hole, I see more of their feet & lower legs than anything!)
In both cases they leave me to get undressed, either to my underpants or naked face down on the couch with a towel over me, before they knock and come in to start the massage, during which my bum remains covered.
Whilst these aren't sexual massages, occasionally I get a little aroused, but if the therapists have ever noticed, nothing has ever been said.
So...
Recently I was in London, and needed to get from Oxford Street to Leicester Square. As I had over an hour spare I decided to take a leisurely walk. My back had been aching a little and I was thinking that if it is still like this next week I would book a Swedish Massage.
Walking through Soho I saw a youngish Chinese woman outside Be Health Chinese Medical Centre handing out leaflets. She was average attractiveness and dressed in a plain (unsexy, chest covered) dress just below knee length and flat ballet shoes.
She stopped me and said "You want massage?". I replied "Maybe" and saw a half hour was only £25 (which is less than I pay at a beauty salon). Another girl (the receptionist, I believe) appeared and told me they had a £5 off offer, and they both told me I would get a really good massage. I mentioned about my back, and they said my back would feel really good afterwards. So as I had some spare time, I decided (in all innocence) to give it a go and paid (by card) at the desk.
The young woman who first stopped me, lead me up a dingy corridor to a small room with a massage couch (with paper on it) and a unit with a sink. The room was basic, poorly decorated, but looked clean.
She told me her name and gave me a gentle hand shake, then asked me to get undressed but stood there right next to me (which seamed odd) so I got undressed down to my underpants. She then asked me to remove my underpants and held out her hand to take them. A little embarrassed, I turned my back to her and removed them and handed them back to her. She asked me to get on the couch face down, which I did whilst keeping my back to her. No towel was placed over me. She them dimmed the light down.
The massage was quite good. She found all the knots and knew how to deal with them. We made some small talk. She had trained in massage in China, had come to the UK when she was 25 and had been here "a few years". She asked if I had been there before, and I said no. She asked if it was my first Chinese massage, and I said yes.
When she moved my arms about she did it by holding my hand in the same way you hold a girlfriends hand, and her hands felt nice and gentle. As she massaged up my legs she went a little higher between them, towards my crouch, than I expected, and I was starting to feel quite aroused. She told me 15 minutes had gone (which also seamed odd, no other massage has given me a time check half way through).
Around 5 minutes later she asked me to turn over. I knew I had a semi on and wasn't sure how I would cover it. She could sense my reluctance and dimmed the light further and almost whispered "It OK" in a soft voice. So I turned over exposing my partial erection. She rubbed her hands up the front of my legs up to the sides of my crouch, causing my erection to grow.
She then said in the same soft, almost whispering voice, "You want hand job?". Whilst this was exactly what I wanted at that moment, I though I must have misheard (maybe wishful thinking), so I replied "Pardon?". She repeated it and my first reply was "I really wasn't expecting that" which seamed to amuse her.
Now whilst I'm clearly very innocent, I knew there must be some cost associated with this, so I asked "How much?". She asked if I wanted her to undress, which surprised me even more, but I said "No thank you". She said "£30 for hand job, you pay to me in cash" I asked her to pass my trousers and got the cash out and paid her. (With hindsight, she may not have wanted the cash until the end.)
She then started with gentle strokes using both hands and started to build up. At one point she reached across to my nipples with one hand but I was a little scared and shook my head. She said "Your wife must be very pleased", confused (I was thinking "Pleased that another women is giving me a hand job?") I replied "What do you mean?" and she said "With this. Is very nice. Nice size" (Whilst not massive, I'm told that I'm "larger than average" and I'm also Manscaped/BSC.)
She continued to compliment me, whilst looking in my eyes (which was a nice touch). However as I was still a little shocked and freaked out by the whole experience, I wasn't coming. She looked up at the clock and said we were almost out of time, and I said that was fine and she could stop when she wanted. She carried on for another minute or two.
A minute after she stopped and as I was getting dressed a female voice outside shouted something in Chinese, she replied, then she said she would see me back at the entrance, and to not mention the hand job.
I left and thanked her at the door, where she was already giving out leaflets again.
Since the massage my back has been completely pain free, so it was actually a really good massage, but with hindsight some of the moves/strokes were "grooming" me to accept the offer of a hand job at the end.
I'm not sure if I will go back. I certainly can never tell anyone I know about this as I couldn't risk my wife finding out. If I do go for another Chinese massage I will be better prepared to enjoy the experience more. I wouldn't pay by card and from reading some of the threads here I now know to negotiate on the price of extras.
I would be interested in any general comments of how my experience compares with the typical.
Also, had I know what was in store, it would have been nice to have gone somewhere the women dress a little more to my taste. I'm a leg man and prefer to see a skirt above the knee and heels (even if I can't see them, the sound of them clicking on the floor is arousing). I understand any women working on her feet all day wearing flats, but do any of the Chinese masseuses in London wear heels whist massaging?
