WEIGHT: 66 kg
Services: Swinging, Lapdancing, Massage anti-stress, Golden shower (out), Trampling
Ash thought her new job was legit, right up until her first client revealed more than she bargained for. When I was at university, I — like many students — had a zest for life, a jam-packed social calendar and not a lot of money. Desperate for a bit of cash, I went through the job ads religiously and one day, found something that looked extremely promising.
Plus, the idea of great money and flexible hours sounded perfect to me so I gave them a call. I'd done a massage course - how hard could it be? The manager Jenny sounded lovely and warm over the phone, and I was thrilled when she invited me in for an interview the next day. Check out the woman who got a job as a sex worker because it turned on her husband. Or, gasp at the awkward moment this couple were spotted having sex on the job. But everything looked professional and clean, and the admittedly all female workers all wore a fancy starched white uniform that made them look like nurses.
The interview went well, and Jenny and I bonded over our shared love of horse riding. Jenny said she liked my easy-going disposition and positive energy. She offered me a job on the spot and asked me if I could start tomorrow. The girls all smiled and wished me luck, and I headed up the stairs to one of the treatment rooms. Everything went just as it should throughout my first massage. The client was a middle-aged man who was okay-looking, clean and polite.
It was clear he was a regular because he called the receptionist by name. I used medium pressure, as requested, and kept everything well above board. I told the man I was done, and that I would leave him for a moment to get changed, but before I had a chance to leave, he rolled onto his back on the massage table, exposing an enormous erection.
I wasn't expecting that. He was as respectful and polite as a man can be in those circumstances. He kept his hands to himself and kept quiet throughout the minute or so it took me to get him to orgasm. When he was done, he wiped himself dry on a towel and dressed quickly. He smiled warmly at me and thanked me, before heading back to reception to pay. Not knowing what else to do, I cleaned up the room and prepared it for the next customer.