I'm always in search of a good cheap massage so I decided to check out a new TAMP (Try Another Milf Pit) in the Pleasant Hill/Walnut Creek area. I won't mention the location, and after you East Bay-ers read this, you probably won't care to find out either.It's become common practice to BYOC to a TAMP, as the RA's won't supply a condom. So with jimmy in pocket I took the walk of shame and headed inside.
Papasan came out, took my money and pointed me to the room. I was the first customer of the day, and maybe the only one.
I got undressed and a minute later a middle-aged, plump RA came in. One look at her and I decided this would be a massage-only session. The massage was surprisingly excellent but I had to keep my eyes closed, even face down because I didn't want to accidentally catch a glimpse of her.
After a hot towel washdown she asked me to flip. I had a quick few words with Mr. Johnson, begging him to remain at ease. After massaging my legs she grabbed MJ by the neck and started rubbing. OH NOOOO. By this time my eyes were wide open, and with her free hand she pulled down her pants and opened her blouse.
I knew I had to pop before she entertained any ideas of climbing on top of me. Luckily her death grip provided a fairly quick release and I was spared the agony of having to fuck her.
I couldn't get out of there fast enough, particularly when she decided a goodbye kiss was in order. I slithered out, condom still intact in my pocket. I'm cured of TAMPing for a long time now. I might hang that unused condom on the wall as a reminder.