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My orgasm with my female client 

I once thought life would just stay like this, my heart forever calm and undisturbed. But these days, I've fallen for a younger man, even though I know it won't lead anywhere, he's always on my mind.

Actually, I gave up on men a long time ago. Whether high-ranking officials or wealthy businessmen, in my eyes, all men have the same ideal: to be rich and successful. With money, you're the boss, indulging in all sorts of luxuries. No man truly cherishes a relationship as much as he cherishes his life. The saying "a thousand pounds of affection can't compare to a few pounds of breasts" is a true reflection of men today. So, I really feel I've seen through relationships. In the business world, no matter how mature and wise a man is, how successful and wealthy he is, how many women are captivated by him, to me, he's just a man. I haven't felt love for a very, very long time.

It was purely by chance that I went swimming and to the sauna at a bathhouse. I saw many men going upstairs to book private rooms and order massages from women. I thought, since those men can do it, and I'm richer and have more resources than them, why shouldn't I treat myself better? I noticed that there were also women getting massages there occasionally, and I figured there must be male masseuses. Out of curiosity, I went up. When I got there, I realized how outdated I was. I hadn't expected China to be so open-minded. We're just a second-tier city, and every large bathhouse has a group of male masseuses on-site, giving women full-body oil massages... As long as you pay enough, anything is possible. Since this bathhouse was the best in the area, the male masseuses were quite good-looking, much better than the prostitutes. Perhaps the demand for prostitutes is so high that the quality is hard to guarantee, while the men are fewer but better—only a dozen or so, but all with excellent physiques and looks. My first experience was quite eye-opening, and I felt pretty good about it, so I became a regular.

The pleasure women get from caresses far exceeds the pleasure of sex itself, and I quickly grew to like this feeling. Being touched to the extreme by a strange man, the thrill of being comforted or humiliated is addictive. It's not that women turn to this service because they can't find a partner; it's fundamentally different from a one-night stand. Everything he does is to bring you pleasure. If it were mutually agreeable, no man would willingly spend an hour on foreplay. In the beginning, I changed masseuses every time I went because everyone's technique was different, and the pleasure could vary greatly. I didn't find anyone particularly outstanding.

Until I met Xiaohua. Every masseuse comes in with a small bag containing essential oils, a dildo, condoms, etc. You don't necessarily have to use them, but they usually bring them. I have a habit of checking what's in their bags. But that day, I saw he had very little in his bag—just a bottle of essential oil and a bottle of water, nothing else. When he first came in, his features were surprisingly refined, but he seemed a bit thin. Sometimes, a man's physique is more important than his face, especially in this line of work. A man came in, without a condom or a good physique. I was a little disappointed, but I liked his face, especially his single-eyelid eyes, so I didn't back out and let him serve me.

I closed my eyes, lay on the bed, feeling the gentleness and strength of his hands, which felt quite comfortable, but not particularly exciting. When it came to my lower body, of course, I couldn't resist. I rolled over, letting his tongue lick my entire body, while simultaneously reaching inside his clothes to signal him to take off his shirt. That's when I realized that Xiao Hua had a pretty good figure, not the skinny type, but lean and muscular. Mainly because I was wearing a fitted black shirt at the beginning, I was actually quite excited, but his performance seemed so-so, as if he was just doing a job. Then he skillfully brought me to orgasm with his fingers. I asked him if he wanted me to have the full service. He just smiled and said he forgot to wear a condom, maybe next time. Hehe, actually I knew he wasn't wearing one and that's why I said that on purpose. I've never made such a request before when other masseuses had worn condoms.

After the massage, I asked for an extra hour, saying I didn't need another massage and just wanted him to sleep with me for an hour. He obediently lay down next to me, letting me kiss and touch him, but nothing more; he didn't

take his pants off. During our conversation, I learned he was already a father of two, though only 24. He even showed me pictures of his children on his phone, his love for them evident. When he left, I took out a pack of cigarettes from my bag for him, as I had just returned from a friend's wedding and had some cigarettes and candy in my bag. Xiaohua said he didn't smoke, and if I could, I could give him the candy so he could give it to his children. Perhaps because of this, I thought he was a pretty good guy. I took his phone number and promised to contact him again next time.

But the second time I went, I found he had the same things as the first time. I deliberately got angry and said, "Did you forget to wear a condom again?" Xiaohua laughed and said, "We don't offer that service. Aren't you afraid of being arrested in a prostitution raid?" Then she ignored me and came over and started massaging his head and breasts, a little different from last time. I was captivated by his skillful hands and impeccable physique. But I was also afraid of contracting that kind of disease, so I had to restrain myself. For Xiaohua, I was probably just one of countless female customers he'd had. He simply served me with utmost care, showing no unusual behavior. It wasn't until the very end, when I had him lie down next to me and kissed him while touching his nipples, that he finally got aroused.

I enjoyed chatting with him. He said that most customers didn't like aimless chatter and would leave after the act. He said that women who enjoy chatting are ultimately still women at heart.

This time, I learned that Xiaohua and his wife were former colleagues at the bathhouse. His wife was also a massage therapist. Because they were from the same hometown, they developed feelings for each other and eventually married after she became pregnant. Now, his wife is raising their children here. They've had two children in quick succession. Xiaohua feels that his career is short-lived, and it's better to have children early, fearing he won't be able to afford to raise them when he's older. He said his children and wife are his everything; this place is just his job. He doesn't actually want to do this line of work, but he doesn't know what else he could do to earn money faster. He said the bathhouse provided food, lodging, and uniforms, and all the money earned could go to his family. It wasn't hard work, just not respectable. He said he'd just work there for the next few years and save some money before making other plans.

I couldn't help but hug him, thinking he was a decent man, at least he knew he needed to support his family. As for work, there's no inherent nobility or baseness. So the second time, I gave him a 200 yuan tip. Xiao Hua said he felt bad taking my tip since he hadn't given me any special services. I said he should bring a condom next time he came to work, because I wanted him. He agreed.

The third time he came, he did bring a condom. I let him touch me for half an hour, and then I couldn't wait to have

sex with him. It felt good, even though sex is just like that, but at least I felt psychologically satisfied; I had completely won him over. Now, lying next to me is the boy I love. I really don't know how many more people I can love in this life. But for Xiao Hua, he only had sex with me because I could give him more tips. This fact also frustrated me. Although I consider myself a charming woman, his heart wasn't with me.

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