Little did I know, things were going to turn out very differently. I though I was in heaven, and looked forward to that blowjob that I wanted. I flipped over and she rubbed my chest with her hands, as her hair tickled my face. "Okay, Frank, why don't you turn over for me," she said. She rubbed her breasts all over me, and her warm hands kneaded my muscles like dough. I hopped on the table and Jessie began to rub me all over, coating me with oil. Just as I stepped out of the shower, she walked back into the room, and glanced at my erection with a grin. My cock was harder than ever, with the thought of Jessie seeing me naked with an erection while she was fully clothed. She grinned, and said, "Okay, I'll start the shower for you, and when you're done, you can lie face down on the table for me." She walked out of the room and I stepped into the hot shower. "Uh, no, but I've had massages before," I replied. I was already sporting a very small tent in my underwear. I trailed behind her like a puppy dog, and breathed in her scent. My heart was pounding as I nodded my head, too nervous too say anything. "You're here for a session," she more stated than asked. She had big breasts that showed off her ample cleavage. She was tall, and leggy, wearing thigh high black boots. A woman with shoulder length dirty blond hair greeted me at the door. I guess that's part of the appeal for me. You never know what the girls are going to look like, or be like. Like most parlours, it said there was no appointment needed. I looked on the internet for massage parlours, and I found one close by called fantasy massage. I didn't feel like going to the loud clubs, and playing the whole pick up game. One time I was feeling really horny for a blowjob.
As a result, I sometimes visit massage parlours. I'm very shy and introverted, as well as submissive. None of the guys wanted to be on my team. When I was a kid, I used to let the girls capture me when we played cops and robbers in the hopes that they would tie me up. I like to please women, and I've been into femdom ever since I can remember. I seem to go through phases where I fantasize about being with a guy, but other times I find that it's a complete turnoff to think about it. I consider myself straight, but I will admit that I'm bi-curious, at least at times. I'm an average looking guy, about average height for a fellow in his mid thirties. This is the story of how I went to a massage parlour for a blowjob and got something quite different. This is my first attempt at a Literotica story. It's a fantasy, except for the middle part. Authors note: this story is mostly fiction.