Sensual Massage

I decided to get a sensual massage as I was between girlfriends and if I had to masturbate, I would rather a woman do it. At 32 my career doing well and single, so I went to this parlor I passed everyday going to and from work. I got undressed and laid on the table, a woman told she was Sherry, and I knew her she wasn't called Sherry but Elizabeth 41 my cousin on my mother's side. She was married had 3 children and her husband Donald was a loudmouth moron in my book. Once we got over our mutual shock, she asked not to tell anyone especially her husband. While she massaged me, she told she had overspent money before her husband found out. She had now work skills and massaging was all she could get to and was working to make up the money quickly. I told her to visit me, and I'll lend her the money. She said she would still have to repay me, I said you could give massages and she agreed. I was her last massage at the parlor, I gave her the money and we came to an agreement on sensual massages. Once completed and she didn't owe me anything I decided to try to get more massages, by suggesting she still did them and build up a cash reserve for further problems. I didn't expect her to accept, but she said she had been thinking the same thing and she accepted. Nothing special happened other than the massages, but she did body slides to spice it up at times. She is still my masseuse of choice and I've got Donald worried about me. I just smile at him instead of my usual frown, but I just thinking of the massages with Elizabeth.