
Women of the Massage Room
"That's quite a sexy pair of underwear," my husband said, lying on the bed as I bent down to pull up my thong.
"What's wrong with your wife being a little sexy?" I turned around and snuggled into his arms, teasing his jawline with my tongue.
He shook his head with a wry smile. "Do you really need to dress so hot just for a massage?"
"You're such a dork - you don't get it at all. Us women love showing off to each other. I bet I'll sell quite a few sets after they see this..."
Let me introduce myself - I'm Sun Man, a teacher.
Last month, to boost our family income, I opened an online boutique selling lingerie. While online sales were slow, my fellow female teachers at school turned out to be super interested, often spending hundreds of dollars at a time.
To thank my best customers, I invited the biggest spenders for a spa day with oil massages.
The massage room was set up for three, with dim lights casting a soft glow on the pink walls.
We were all lying face down on the massage tables, topless with just thin white towels covering us from the waist down. Our curves created a landscape of hills and valleys beneath the towels.
The spa attendant stood in the middle, eagerly promoting their male masseurs.
"Their strong hands and excellent technique really get your blood flowing. Great for detox and beauty," she pitched.
Suddenly, Huang Rong, who was on the innermost table, piped up, "How old are these male masseurs?"
"We have all ages - whatever you prefer," the attendant replied eagerly. "We've got several young, handsome ones. Want me to call one in to show you?"
"Sure, bring one in."
The attendant, probably working for commission, happily made an internal call. Soon, a shirtless young man walked in.
"How old are you?" I asked, trying to look up without exposing myself.
"I'm 19, sis. And something else of mine is also 7.5 inches," he said with a cocky grin.
"Yeah right - every guy claims they're big," I scoffed.
"Well, you're welcome to check for yourself. Actually, for the best massage experience, I'll need to be shirtless anyway."
With that, he stripped down to his boxer briefs.
"Oh my!"









