Satin Signal

I was travelling back from a day of meetings, driving in the dark through the suburbs when I spotted a Thai Massage parlour with an 'open' sign twinkling in their window. I had been sat down most of the day either driving or at my desk hunched over my computer or sat around a table meeting colleagues, so I yearned for a stretch. I'm over fifty so I have to work hard nowadays to maintain my weight, strength and flexibility where the main barriers are work or daylight hours, two things that are most limiting for me early in the year when the days are short and my business is at its' peaks. The threat of rain, the darkness and my state of mind all conspired against the idea of a run where the thought of a massage to ease my muscles and to relax me seemed very appealing.

I pulled up and parked before walking past the window of the Thai place so I could check it out before I took the plunge. I had heard stories of seedy massage parlours, offering anything but a massage, an experience that had absolutely no appeal to me. My eyes told me that the place looked clean and legitimate, so I turned back around and opened the door triggering a bell to ring above me. I was reading a sign on the reception desk that listed prices for different types of massage over various durations when a voice broke my concentration.

"You want massage?" The lady asked, my eyes turning to find a fit looking Thai lady in a professional looking red uniform of a similar age to me smiling at me.

"I think so yes," I replied, "I ache all over, so it does sound appealing."

"We do special offer today. Shower, sauna then one and a half hour four hand massage."

"Four hand?" I asked, guessing this meant two people but wishing to clarify.

"Yes, four hand, me and my friend." The lady called out briefly in a language I didn't understand, Thai I guessed from her appearance, which prompted another lady to appear, dressed in the same way, equally pretty, trim and smiley. "We take our time with you as this will be our last appointment. No hurry. Just relax."

"Ok, that sounds good. How much is it?"

"£100. Cash or card."

"Ok. I'll pay by card please." This was a little more expensive than I expected when I acted on my whims but, on reflexion, I thought it wasn't too much for a near two-hour pamper. I'd heard ladies at work talk about their haircuts costing more, something I was personally unaware of by virtue of being a long-time bachelor.

Once I had paid, I was shown to a sort of changing room that had a bench with a few lockers, a large walk-in shower and a sauna in the corner. The lady who first greeted me showed me where to stow my clothes and then turned the shower on before leaving, saying they would see me soon. I wasn't really focused on the situation at hand in the shower with my mind still re-living some of the meetings I had attended earlier that day, so I was a little startled when I felt the air move in the shower cubicle followed by noises in the changing area.

I couldn't really see as the glass was steamed up so I was a bit shocked when two Thai ladies wearing matching skimpy black bikinis appeared through the steam, giggling, as they looked at me with their beaming smiles showing their bright white teeth.

"We help you," the first one said as they each pumped some shower gel in their hands before getting to their knees from where they started washing my legs. I definitely hadn't been expecting this but that's not to say I didn't now welcome it, my heart racing as I looked down at these two lovely Thai women now cleaning my naked body. I felt uncomfortable but excited, temptation and desire rising in my mind where they were met in conflict by belief and will.

I am a little pious I suppose in that I have a low opinion of people who either sell sex or seek sexual services in return for cash and, here I was, in a shower with two beautiful women having paid for a special offer massage. I know my thoughts were well ahead of the situation, but I doubted this was an innocent invitation to help me given my state of undress and their outfits that left little to the imagination.

The ladies worked slowly up from my feet, my excitement levels rising as they moved up my thighs with their hands getting closer to my cock as it began to swell and lengthen, a fact that prompted some giggling, an exchange I didn't understand and then expectant looks from both of them as my eyes caught theirs.

When they were at waist level I was turned through ninety degrees after which one of them focused on my bum and the other my cock, with one set of palms working slowly up and down my length whilst the other lady cleaned between my buttocks, eventually teasing and then penetrating my anus slightly with a thin finger for a moment, an act that nearly caused me to climax as my levels of excitement where now so high.

"We make you very clean," said the lady who had greeted me first, the one focused on my penis, who I assumed was the boss.

"It does feel very nice." I offered, not sure what else to say other than my honest feeling.

"You like Thai ladies?" The other lady asked, her English more fluid than her bosses.

"You are both very beautiful and this is very unexpected." I replied.

"We decided to give you a very special offer. My friend is very happy that she did."

"That's very kind of you. Why is your friend happy?" I asked, looking back at her as her finger once again probed my anus.

"She has always wanted to try a big cock. Your balls feel very full as well." This was all said so matter-of-factly my brain was slow in appreciating the inference of this conversation. We had moved from a massage to a shared shower to the implication of something else very quickly. My cock throbbed, my face flushed, my heart raced and a part of my brain awoke, the part where desire and fantasy lingered, a part I rarely exercised largely because the one big love of my life left me weeks before we tied the knot nearly fifteen years ago now. Most of my friends married around that time, and remain so, which meant the dynamic for socialising changed and, coupled with my full-on focus at work and a fear of being jilted again, I took myself to a place where I hadn't pursued the fairer sex for nearly 15 years.

I appreciate how unbelievable that sounds, but my upbringing and beliefs are a little different. My father had been a priest with strong views on what was right and what was wrong, so my upbringing had been both strict and sheltered with habits and beliefs hard wired in me by the time I was an adult. Of course, I had looked at porn on the internet but the guilt I felt after viewing it was such that I avoided it, preferring a saucy novel if I wanted to get my rocks off.

So here I was, a naïve fifty or so year old with a disdain for the carnal and a pious attitude towards those that had a freer attitude towards bodily pleasure, sandwiched between two exquisitely beautiful Thai women, one of whom was now rubbing my chest with her hands as my cock rubbed against her crotch whilst her friend rubbed her breasts over my back as he hands moved around my hip, grasping my shaft so the fat head of my cock was pushed through the boss ladies pussy lips that were prominent through the thin bikini. I wasn't sure if the devil was testing me or an angel was rewarding me for a good deed, or if this was just a lucky turn to life but whatever the origins were I was nearly in a place where the questions stopped and the suppressed male inside me enjoyed himself.

"You wash us now?" The boss lady asked as she knelt down to collect the shower gel, catching my cock between her breasts as she moved up again.

I remained silent, my mouth struggling to engage as I took the bottle from her and watched, hopefully not with a gaping mouth, as they both dispensed with their bikinis and then walked towards me, smiling, always smiling, until they were pressed up close to me again.

"How would you like us?" The non-boss lady asked as she rolled her hand up and down my rigid prick, the insinuation clear in her question.

"I'll do your fronts first please," I replied as I squirted shower gel on one and then the other's ample breasts before placing the shower gel on the floor so my hands were free to roam, allowing me to move the suds from their breasts down their torsos, using one hand for each lady. I was mesmerised as I moved my hands over their breasts, watching them glisten and feeling their softness as I gently mauled them. My actions pulled them closer until they were stood back-to-back, my hands stroking them as my cock pushed between their buttocks. I was in heaven and my two sources of pleasure appeared happy too with their purrs and moans suggesting delight especially when I simultaneously explored their pussies, one bare and one bushy, finding them both to be warm and juicy as my fingers gently pushed inside them both.

"You horny man." The boss lady said as she rolled her hips as my finger push in and out.

"And you are naughty ladies," I replied as I motioned for them to turn around saying, "and naughty ladies get their bottoms smacked." When they were pushed together face to face, I slapped their behinds playfully watching the fuller arse of the boss lady wobble slightly and then hearing them giggle and thrust out their bums, an act that invited me to slap them a few more times. I gathered them upright again, smoothing their buttocks and their backs before sending my probing fingers between their buttocks as I moved to kiss the boss lady and then her friend, kisses that were followed with surprised moans when I pushed a finger inside each of their anuses that I then moved in and out.

Something had awoken in me, a long-subdued passion that these beauties had tempted out, their giggles suggesting images of demons in my mind, the warmth of the water and the burning heat of my flushed skin suggesting Hades itself with my cock's angry state the manifestation of desire that I rubbed between them. I shocked myself as I welcomed it, alarmed as I revelled in it where thoughts, wickedly sinful thoughts, plagued my mind. I was going to fuck both of these women. I was going to eat their pussies and stick my tongue up their arses. I was going to take them to a bed where I could cover our bodies in oil and fuck them as we rolled together in a ball of passion where hands, mouths, arses, pussies and my cock would all find pleasure. The list grew as my thoughts ran away with me leaving guilt, doubt and worry to flow down the drain.

I went for the boss lady's hairy pussy first, kneeling down in the shower then kissing her lips before suggesting with my hand that she raise her leg to afford me better access. Leaning on her friend she put one leg over my shoulder which opened her up for my tongue to explore as the shower continued to rain down over their backs. It had been a long time since I had gone down on a woman, so I was overwhelmed by the wonderous tastes and sensations my mouth and tongue experienced as I sought to explore and give pleasure. I must have done a good job as I soon felt a hand clamp on to the back of my head as I heard heavy breathing followed by a long, drawn-out cry before liquid gushed around my mouth.

I quickly moved to her friend, the bald pussy whose dark lips were easy to see, splayed open with excitement as I kissed them. As I explored this juicy treat my hand moved up the leg of boss lady until I was fingering her again, this time with two fingers, as she held up one of her friends' legs. Where boss lady had liked my tongue flicking her clit, her friend responded more to a gentle suction around her clit, the moans becoming louder and more earnest when I pushed my thumb inside her bum, fucking them both with my fingers now as I sucked on this little clitty until she came. As the friend gathered her breath I made boss lady bend over and support herself on the shower wall as I knelt behind her before pulling her buttocks apart so I could explore her bum with my tongue; the reception that act got was immediate, vocal and had my cock lurching with anticipation as she yelled, "tongue in ass so good, please mister, keep doing."

Initially my tongue was only grazing her hole or teasing around the ring, but I was now effectively fucking her arse with my tongue where I made my tongue as rigid as possible so I could push it inside. The friend clearly wanted similar attention as she moved next to her boss, bending forward in a similar fashion and with one hand supporting herself against the wall she used her free hand to pull her buttocks apart, exposing her bum and pussy to me. I slapped the boss lady's bum making her squeal, leaving a red palm print as I moved to give some attention to her friend.

As I devoured the friend's pussy and arsehole, holding her hips as I pulled her back on to my tongue, the conflict I had experienced earlier now long gone to be replaced with basic or primal desires where I felt a need to penetrate these beauties, to fuck all their holes and to fill them with my seed. I had never felt more alive, I was excited, happy even, as if something had dissolved inside me. I had already dismissed the idea of moving from the shower as I stood, holding my cock around the shaft as I swiped the fat head through the wet lips of the friend until I centred the head on her open pussy before pushing myself in.

I hissed with delight as I struggled to push all my thick prick up her tight channel, slapping her arse as I demanded she "take it all woman, take my cock," acts that soon had her moaning as she pushed back on to me and strummed her clit with one had as I fucked her.

"She tight?" Boss lady asked which I confirmed with a nod, adding, "she feels amazing."

The friend was now holding on to the wall with both hands as I fucked her, my movements fluid and easy as I used all my length on her, powering myself with determination to cum and to make her cum, a situation that seemed ever closer as the sensations in my balls grew and her calls got shriller and urgent.