The young massage therapist was quite skilled.

Last year, the company's performance was quite good. During the long holiday, I treated all the employees to a trip to the mainland, where they could also soak in hot springs and have some food as a reward for their hard work throughout the year. There were nine of us, four men and five women. After arriving at our destination, we explored and ate around for two days. On the last night, we went to the hot spring area to enjoy the hot springs. My four female employees were all young women in their early twenties, and along the way they kept clamoring to wear bikinis into the hot spring area. The other male colleagues were, of course, very excited. To be honest, I was the oldest among the group, but I was still a year shy of thirty. However, I knew I looked younger, so many people thought I was still one of those young women who had just started working. Seeing how excited they were, of course I had to join them.

Upon arriving at the hot spring area, the five of us girls changed into our swimsuits and strode confidently out of the open-air hot spring area. We noticed that all eyes were on us. Four male colleagues, with proud expressions, were accompanying us to different hot springs. The hot spring area was large, and we tried many different types of hot springs. Perhaps because of the superior-subordinate relationship, they remained somewhat reserved in front of me. There was a massage service in the distance, and I said I wanted to go there alone to get a massage, telling them to enjoy themselves. Upon hearing this, they cheered and shouted with relief. Sigh, it really hurt my feelings. I jokingly warned my female colleagues to be careful, as they might devour them like wolves. With that, I headed towards the massage area alone.

I chose a small, private room at the registration desk. To be honest, years of work had left me physically and mentally exhausted, and enjoying a massage was a real treat. After entering the room, I lay down on the massage bed, closed my eyes, and waited. After a while, a female employee came in and apologized, saying that due to the large number of customers, there weren't enough female masseuses available, and it might take two or three hours before an appointment could be made. Hearing this, I felt as if I'd been doused with cold water. The employee looked at me, waiting for my reply. I thought for a moment, deciding that since I'd come all this way, I didn't want to be disappointed. I told her, "Then please arrange a male masseuse." The employee hadn't expected me to make this decision, and I myself hadn't expected to say it. But thinking about it, based on my years of experience, this wasn't surprising.

Perhaps very few female customers would choose this option, so the employee told me to go to the registration desk and choose a masseuse from the catalog myself. Looking at the photos in the brochure, I chose a massage therapist who looked relatively young. Then I went back to the room to wait. I was still lying on the massage bed, but I actually felt a little nervous. I kept crossing my legs, thinking that a strange man was going to touch me. It was a bit exciting. Time seemed to pass so slowly. I was actually feeling quite uncomfortable while waiting.

Just then, a knock sounded at the door, and my heart leaped into my throat. I tried to remain calm, then leaned my head back into the massage bed. The door closed, and a gentle male voice rang out: "Hello, Miss!" I raised my head slightly. Oh, it was a young-looking massage therapist, even younger than in the photos. The young man asked me, "Miss, how would you like your massage?" He was standing politely by the bed, waiting for my answer. Looking at him, I felt less nervous. On the contrary, he seemed a little nervous when he saw that I was only wearing a bikini. Perhaps very few female customers would choose a male masseur. I casually said it didn't matter, and that I would do as he pleased, before leaning back into the massage bed. After the towel was placed on my back, his hands began to massage my shoulders. The young man politely asked if the pressure was suitable. I nodded slightly, and it was indeed very comfortable. I enjoyed his kneading, but when he massaged my lower body, I felt that he seemed a little hesitant. Whenever he approached the forbidden area, he would deliberately avoid it. I deliberately looked up at him, and the young man asked nervously if he was hurting me. I shook my head with a smile. At this moment, I found him quite cute. The more reserved he was, the more amused I felt. Then, my mischievous side suddenly came up with the idea of teasing him. I boldly said that I wanted to take off the towel covering me so that I would feel more comfortable. I saw him pause for a moment, and then I took off the towel.

I know my figure is so good, and my skin is so delicate and smooth. For a normal man, how tempting it would be for him to lie like this. The young man continued to massage me. I deliberately turned my head to look at him and gave him a sweet smile. The young man seemed even more nervous at this moment. I felt his technique was starting to become a little messy. This made me even happier. I signaled him to stop for a moment, and then I turned over and lay down. I asked him to massage my legs again. The young man was very focused on massaging my legs, but he still avoided the forbidden areas. Even so, whenever he pressed on the inside of my thighs, I felt a little sore and weak. My vagina seemed to be starting to feel a little strange, as if it was a little wet. My heart started to beat very fast, and my legs were also moving uncontrollably. Just then, I noticed a bulge in his lower body. The young man, startled by my discovery, immediately turned away, repeatedly apologizing. He frankly told me that in all his years working there, he had never provided massage services to female customers, and hoped I wouldn't complain to the company. I sat up, watching his back, my heart pounding. I had been a little aroused by his massage, but this was a stranger… I couldn't… After a moment's thought, I stammered, "Could this door… be… locked?" The young man turned and glanced at me, nodding hesitantly. I told him to lock it first. "Come on, let's continue," the young man said, and stood beside me waiting after I locked the door. Then, I reached behind my back and took off my bikini top. The young man looked at me and became even more nervous and at a loss. I pointed to my chest and said to him, "Could you massage here for me?" As I said this, I sat with my back to him. The young man was stunned for a moment, and then a pair of trembling hands slowly reached from behind to my chest, but seemed to be still hesitating. I took his hands and slowly placed them on my breasts. The young man then began to gently knead my breasts. It felt so good. I didn't know that being massaged by a stranger felt so different. I closed my eyes and enjoyed it. Occasionally, I felt something subtly pressing against my buttocks. I knew what it was. The young man seemed to be struggling to hold back, but I was also getting a little dizzy from his kneading. My vulva was already soaking wet. After being kneaded for a while, I couldn't hold back any longer. I got off the bed and stood up, letting him put his hands under my armpits and continue kneading my breasts. I untied the knot of my bikini top, and it fell to the ground. My lower body was naked. I reached behind and pulled down the young man's pants. They were loose-fitting elastic-band pants. I forcefully pulled down his pants, and his hot, hard penis was already standing erect. I twisted my hips, my buttocks rubbing against his penis, and then the shaft was rubbing back and forth outside my crotch. At this moment, the young man couldn't help but hug me tightly from behind, his lips kissing my neck. My vaginal fluid was already overflowing and flowing down my inner thighs. I couldn't wait any longer. I lay face down on the massage table, my buttocks raised, and said, "Come in quickly!" The young man was impatient, his hands on my waist, his lower body thrusting forward, his hard member penetrating me completely. I cried out, a feeling of fullness filling my groin. The young man began to pump like a machine, my breasts swaying in the air. He quickly reached out and kneaded my breasts; his member was really hard and long, each thrust felt like it was going to kill me. I tried to moan softly, afraid of being discovered by those outside. The young man stopped, laid me horizontally on the massage table, walked to the edge of the bed at my feet, lifted my legs and spread them apart, then thrust his hard member in again. "Ah..." This position allowed him to penetrate even deeper, my vaginal fluids flowing down my anus onto the bed. The young man then lightly touched my wet anus with his fingers, and I felt... I wondered how it could feel so good. His fingers slowly teased me, occasionally inserting them a little deeper into my anus. I felt like I was being electrocuted, a sensation that was both itchy and stimulating. At that moment, I didn't care about anything anymore, thinking I was going all in. I suddenly turned around and lay face down on the bed, raising my buttocks high. I reached behind and grabbed his penis, guiding it to my anus and rubbing it against it. I spread my buttocks as wide as possible with both hands, hoping to open my anus wider. The young man began to try to push in. His penis was really hard. With the lubrication of my vaginal fluid, the young man slowly squeezed in, one stroke at a time. Soon, he successfully entered the other hole. It wasn't as painful as I had imagined. The feeling of being tightly penetrated from behind was a different kind of pleasure. The young man began to slowly thrust in and out, while he reached out and stroked my clitoris. This was incredible. A strong trembling sensation spread throughout my body. "Ah..." My uterus contracted strongly in waves. I felt a surge of pleasure, my climax was almost here! "Ah...it's so beautiful, so beautiful..." My body went limp quickly. After the young man pulled his erection out of my anus, we continued in the traditional position. He lay on top of me, kissing me, his hands kneading my breasts. I held his waist and continued to enjoy his thrusts. Soon, his movements quickened, and I felt a warm current flowing through my body. Then he slowly stopped thrusting. The young man was kissing me, and I kissed him back with satisfaction. Then he whispered in my ear, "It's past the time limit. I have to go work in the other rooms!" After we got up and tidied up, I gave him 500 yuan as a tip. The young man smiled, kissed me on the forehead, and left. After paying the bill, I went back to my room to rest alone. The next morning, after breakfast, we took a bus home. I never expected this trip to be so enjoyable. Back to work again. Although I'm still single, the thought that I can still do what I like without having to explain myself to anyone is a kind of joy in itself.

[The End]

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