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It was Mikes fiftieth birthday and his family had thrown him a huge outdoor BBQ party to celebrate. There was his wife, Claire, to whom he’d been married for twenty-six years and the love of his life. His daughters: Dana, who was twenty-five, Erin, who was twenty-three, and Samantha, who came unexpected a little later in life and was seventeen. There was also his grandson, Charlie, (Dana’s son) who had been born only six months earlier. Mike loved being a grandpa and he saw Charlie as the son he had so desperately wanted. Life was good and Mike was a picture perfect family man. There had to be close to a hundred people that showed up. Brothers, sisters, nieces and nephews. Close friends, co-workers, neighbours whom they had known for years, and his family had even been able to find and invite a few long lost friends that Mike had lost touch with over the years (Facebook can be a good thing once in a while). This is the category that Andy fell into and Mike was amazed that Claire had even invited him. Andy was one of those guys that was a total adrenaline junkie and lived for the day. When they were teenagers and early twenties it was always Andy who orchestrated the trips, bar nights, drinking binges, and most any kind of trouble you could imagine. He was the best kind of friend a young single man could have. He was the worst kind of friend for a married man. Not surprisingly, they grew apart apart when Claire came into the picture. The final straw was the night that Andy brought Mike home drunk out of his mind and he was sick for days after. Those things never seemed to happen with any of his other friends. Maybe Claire had figured that Andy would have matured in the twenty years since they’d last seen him or maybe she just wanted to be nice to her husband for his birthday. Whatever the reason, if Claire had known what Andy would do she never would have invited him. It happened towards the end of the evening. The sun was going down, Mike and Andy were alone and reminiscing about old times. It turned out that Andy had done quite well for himself. Some very smart investing and some luck had made him quite wealthy even after his ex-wives had taken their cut. Andy pulled an envelope out of his pocket and handed it to Mike. “I know we’ve already done the gift giving for the night but this is something special. Something only you and me need to know about.” Mike was intrigued. He opened up the envelope and pulled out an embossed card. It was a gift card for a place called Silhouette Massage and the bearer was entitled to one ‘Diamond Treatment’. Andy spoke, “Don’t tell anyone you have this and don’t ever ask me how much this cost. Next time you are down in the dumps and need a pick-me-up, give that number a call and I guarantee they will pamper you like a king.” Claire pulled them back into the crowd to mingle and Mike slid the gift card into his pocket. The next day he put it in his desk drawer and pretty much forgot about it. It was six months after the party when he found himself alone in the house. Not something that happened all that often. It was only him, Claire, and Samantha still living in their home. Dana was of course married and living with her husband and Erin was off to College. Claire and Samantha were gone on the annual week long trip to visit Claire’s parents. Her parents were ageing and they weren’t sure how many more trips there would be. Normally Mike would have gone with them but work had been insanely busy. The company he worked for was being acquired by a larger firm and as CFO he was heavily involved in the negotiations and transfer activities. He thought he was going to enjoy the week of quiet and solitude but with the hours he was putting in at work, he was pretty much only at home to sleep. The week flew by and before he knew it, the weekend was there. He was told Kurtköy Escort by his boss that he needed to pace himself and ordered to take the weekend off. He had all day Saturday to himself, with Claire and Samantha coming home Sunday afternoon when he would be at the airport to pick them up. He got up in the morning and started brewing coffee. He decided to make himself bacon and eggs as he read the paper (a luxury Claire rarely let him have ever since he was put on preventative heart medication). After breakfast, he sat at his desk to formulate a plan on what he wanted to get done that day. As he cleaned up and shuffled papers he came across the gift certificate that Andy had given him. Curiosity got the better of him and he googled them online. They had all the normal literature about the benefits of massage and the different types of treatment that they offered. The place seemed legitimate, but Andy’s words when he was given the card made him wonder. Mike was certainly stiff and tense from the hours at the office that week. With Claire and the kids gone, he decided he deserved a little pampering and picked up the phone. A female voice answered on the other end. “Silhouette Massage, how can I help you?” “Yes, hello. I have a gift certificate here and would like to make an appointment for a massage. Today or tonight if you have the opening.” “Can I get the gift certificate number please?” Mike picked up the gift certificate and read off the number “D-276-452.” He heard typing on the other end and Mike assumed she was validating the gift card. She sounded surprised on the other end “Oh! You have a Diamond gift card, correct?” Mike had no idea what a Diamond gift card was, but he remembered Andy saying something about it. “Umm, yeah, I think so.” There was more clicking on the other end. “Diamond sessions are two hours and are only provided by select therapists. Let me see if we have anyone available.” There was a break and more typing. “If you want today, we only have Ava available at two this afternoon.” “Two sounds perfect. I’ll take it,” Mike answered back. “Great! We will see you at two.” A two hour massage. What was it that Andy had said? That they would pamper him like a King. Just what the doctor ordered. Mike finished cleaning his desk then puttered in his garage for a little while to kill time. He felt himself looking forward to the massage and the relaxation time. He showered and was off to his appointment. Mike walked into the lobby and took in the decor. It was clean and bright and between the chairs in the waiting area and the paintings on the wall, the word ‘new-age’ popped into Mike’s mind. There was a sign at the door that asked patrons to take their shoes off so Mike slipped them off and walked to the receptionist. “Hi, I have an appointment at two with Ava.” The receptionist smiled brightly at him and gave him a little wink. “You are our Diamond appointment! Please have a seat in that room over there. I’ll let Ava know you are here and she should be down soon.” Mike thought it curious that they didn’t seat him in the lobby but he went with it. He only had to wait about five minutes for Ava to walk in. She was drop dead gorgeous. She stood about five-foot seven and was slim and fit. She had an angelic face with blue eyes and long blonde hair that was pulled back into a pony tail. Mike figured she had to be in her low twenties. Mike was rarely at a loss for words and had the ability to keep a cool head in high pressure situations. His job demanded it. Some of his subordinates would have paid good money to see the look on his face when he saw what she was wearing. It wasn’t that it was extravagant, or showed excessive skin, or would even be considered lingerie but it was the first clue that Mikes massage was going to be something more than Kurtköy Escort Bayan he expected. It was the simplicity of what she wore that made it so damn hot. She was barefoot and wore a thin white cotton tank top with matching white cotton bottoms that stopped mid-way down her calves. Mikes eyes were drawn to the obvious fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra and her full firm C-cup breasts were difficult to ignore. Mike felt his cock grow immediately hard. Other than the fact that you could see her erect nipples poking through the cotton of the shirt, it almost seemed like it would be a practical outfit for a masseuse to wear. She smiled at him as she spoke. “You must be my two o’clock. I’m Ava. I haven’t seen you before, is this your first time with us?” Mike forced a swallow in his throat and ran his tongue over his lips as they had gone dry. He stood up and kept telling himself to look her in the eye and not her breasts. “Yes. This is my first time here.” Mike suddenly had so many questions about this Diamond session but didn’t even know where to start. “Great! Come with me.” Ava turned and started to walk away. Now there are asses and there are ASSES. But Ava’s ass was in a category all to itself. If you could draw the perfect ass you wouldn’t match what Mike saw before him. The thin white cotton pants she wore only accentuated its beauty. It also made it obvious that she wasn’t wearing any panties either. Mike marvelled at the round curves of each ass cheek as she walked away. You just knew that if she bent over, your eyes would be treated to that perfect heart-shape vision. He wanted nothing more than to grab it and squeeze it and spread those delicious cheeks. She led him through the hallway where all of the regular massage rooms were and into a back room, through another door and hallway, and finally to their destination. All the while Mike couldn’t take his eyes off of her ass. He marvelled at the way the fabric of her pants folded and slipped in between the two cheeks creating a crease in her pants only to once again straighten out and hug the shape of it perfectly. The way it swayed back and forth as she walked was mesmerizing. So much so that Mike almost walked right into her when they got to the room. The fact that this vision in front of him was around the same age as his daughters wasn’t lost on Mike, and he tried to get the thoughts he was having out of his head. She spoke as Mike slipped by her and into the room. “Get undressed and lie face down on the table. I’ll be back in a few minutes.” Mike let out a slow whistle as his eyes took in the scene before him. The room was at least three times larger than your standard massage room. In the middle was the table but it was wider and longer than others he’d been on. The cushion of it also seemed deeper. In the far corner there was a tiled area with a shower and drain that wasn’t enclosed. There was also a mini-fridge, speakers, and music player. But what really caught Mikes attention was the fact that there had to at least fifty candles, all lit, scattered across the room on the floor, on the shelves, and on the side tables. There were no other lights on but the combined glow of all the candles gave the room an incredibly seductive mood. Mike began to undress. Normally a decision has to be made when one visits a masseuse on whether or not you should keep your underwear on. If you go completely naked, you wonder if she will think that you want something more than a massage. Will she think you are a pervert? What will happen if she sees you with an erection? To avoid all of that, Mike normally just kept his underwear on. He knew that wasn’t going to be the case this time. Once naked, he moved to the massage table. There was a fitted sheet on it and on top of that a small folded towel that was Escort Kurtköy about two feet long by one foot wide. Quite the contrast from the full sheet and blanket you normally see. Mike laid down on his stomach with his head in the hole that was built into the bed. Most massage tables have an extension at the front that your head rests on but this table was so large that the hole was cut right into the mattress and table. He grabbed the towel, unfolded it, and reached behind him to try and cover his ass. He couldn’t see how much of him was exposed but he was sure he wasn’t completely hidden. Many thoughts went through Mikes head as he laid in waiting in silence. Thoughts of Claire and his daughters brought on a wave of guilt that he had let it get this far and there was an inner voice that screamed at him to get up, get dressed, and get the hell out of there. He had fears of police busting down the door and arresting him. He could see the headlines of a high profile CFO being found in a place like this. His career ruined. But most of all, his thoughts drifted back to Ava and the vision of perfection that she was, and of course, that ass. He’d had a perpetual erection since the moment he laid eyes on her and now as he lay on the bed and his thoughts drifted to her and what might happen when she returned to the room, he was still as hard as ever. He shifted back and forth as he tried to figure out what to do with his hard cock. When he laid down, it rested naturally in that space between his upper thigh and stomach. He ran his hand over the side of his body to see if it stuck out, but he wasn’t quite that long. He reached under himself and brought his hips up and pushed his erection down towards his legs and laid back down. With the small towel that covered him and he was sure that she would be able to see it between his legs. Wait. What was he doing? Why did he want her to see his erection? What if he was reading this whole situation wrong and this was going to be just a regular massage? Just as he decided to shift again to bring it back into its natural position, he heard the door open and he froze. He heard footsteps as she walked into the room and he thought it would be even worse if she saw him fiddling in his groin area so he just left it. Ava turned on some music and soft relaxing melodies filled the room. With his face down, Mike couldn’t see what was happening and the suspense of not knowing what was going to happen was intoxicating. He heard the sound of a plunger on an oil bottle being pushed down a number of times and soon felt her oil slicked hands on his back. The oil had been warmed and it felt divine on his skin. She was obviously a trained masseuse as her long strokes began to soothe Mikes muscles. He relaxed immediately as she began to make his body forget the long tense week he had been through. She worked on his neck and shoulders following up with his lower back. When she found a knot, she would use her elbows to work it out and follow up by bringing her forearm down and sweep it across his body. As she got further down his back, Mike was surprised to feel her get up on the massage table with him. No masseuse had ever done that before. He turned his head to the right and saw that she was straddling him with one foot on the far side of his head, her other knee resting on the massage table, and his eyes feasting on the spread in front of him. He could just make out the contours of her pussy lips as they were pressed up against the thin cotton of her pants. His cock twitched as he had never seen a more erotic sight. Her hands slowly made their way down his back. As she reached his hips they would slip under the towel and caress just the top of his ass cheeks and the dip of where his crack started. She would slide her hands down around his hips, gliding over his pubic bone and back up to his lower back. She would repeat this several times. The teasing was exquisite and Mike yearned for her to rip the towel off and caress every inch of his body. Mike felt a pang of disappointment as Ava moved off the table and was no longer able to stare at her spread legs.

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