The Massage Parlour

Family

I had been working at a message parlor for a while and I was really enjoying what I was doing. Nudity was not uncommon and hot women were always in there and the money was great. It almost seemed as though this was a place for women to release their inhibitions and just go naked. This was a respectable place and everything was on the up and up, there was no funny business or sex on the side, it was not one of those places, it was just a place where women came and relaxed. Still, I had not told anyone where I was working to save myself from the typecasting.

We all had our regular set of clients and we were assigned walk-ins at random. Well, one day two co-workers called in sick and the rest of us had to pick up their load. It was a very busy day but for the most part going very smooth. I had just finished with one of my clients and was going to take one of my co-worker's. As I went into the room she was already laying face down on the table with a towel draped over her. As I started working on her I asked if it was okay for me to remove her towel and she responded with yes. As I removed her towel, she had nothing on under it, and as I mentioned this was quit common so I did not think much of it. However, I am a guy and I am not dead so I did notice her smoking body and it was very nice.

The client was very quiet and when I did try to initiate conversation it never seemed to go very far so I did not push it. I started working the oils onto her backside. As I finished I asked her if she wanted to turn over and she said yes, some women like you to do their front and some do not, however it is very strict policy that you do not touch their genitals. As she turned over I turned around to get more supplies. When I turned around she was turned over with a towel on her head (some women do this I think to ease the embarrassment.) Again, I worked the oils in and I could not stop thinking about how hot she looked lying there totally nude as my hands ran up and down her body. I was dying to see her face.

I finally finished and told her I was done. She then removed the towel from her head and started to get up. Being very anxious to see her face I as watching very intently, normally I would turn around to let them slip something on. As she removed the towel, I stood there in complete horror. It was my cousin. I could not believe what I had done. However, she did not seem nearly as bothered by it as I did. She decided now was a time to get chatty, and did not even bother to put her clothes back on. After about five minutes she asked if she was making me uncomfortable and I said yes very, so she then laughed and got dressed. She left and of course had to tell everyone in the family what happened. I now get a boner any time I see my cousin and I think she knows it.