I am a massage therapist for 20 years now.
When my husband and I were in our 20’s we were strapped for money. I was working as a therapist then and my hubby was finishing his MBA.
I found out quickly, that I got tipped better if I allowed optional draping.
I didn’t mind, in fact some of the guys I liked looking at. At first I wouldn’t allow mutual touching, but after a while, I allowed some of my regulars to get a little handsy.
I had one regular that always insisted on me taking my shirt off. I started doing some topless work too.
After a while I only had regulars and nearly all of my sessions were topless. Some of my favorite customers, were given “stress relief” at the end of our session. Hands and external body only.
My husband new about it and that’s as far as it ever went.
After my husband graduated college and got a good job, I went to work for a company and stopped doing the extra work.
I met one of my husbands work dinners I met a guy there, Dave. He was a client of my husbands.
He looked vaguely familiar. A little while after we were introduced he came back and asked my name again, so I told him. He said I look just like someone he knew names Ruby. He then asked what line of work I’m in. I couldn’t lie, because others in my husbands office knew, so I told him.
He said, “I knew it! It is you!”
I tried to deny it, but he was sure and kept asking where I worked. I slipped and told him, I don’t do that anymore. He just smiled smuggly, saying he knew it was me.
The truth is, I still do some out call work, but I didn’t want to get involved in that again.
He told me he was only in town to sign contracts and he would be gone.
I told him, I would give him one complimentary session, if he kept it quiet.
The next night I went to his hotel. He insisted that I get nude, but he settled for topless.
When he rolled over to get his front done. No drape of course, he was ready for his stress relief. He had his hand firmly on my ass the entire time, while I tried to rub it out as quickly as I could.
I hope I don’t have to see him again. It was quite embarrassing, being recognized.