Indian Massage 2

She worked diligently, and it was clear she knew what she was doing. She focused on his shoulders first, massaging them nicely, and moved lower after that. The area around his spine was next, and his legs after that.

Everything felt great, and he sensed himself relaxing like never before. Despite being a director, he lived a simple life, and he had only experienced a massage a few times in the past. It had only started, but this was definitely one of the best already.

The woman spent around ten minutes on his back before speaking to him again.

“क्या आप घूम सकते हैं, महोदय?”

He obviously had no idea about what she said, but her hand movements were clear. Just as she asked, he turned himself on his back. His penis was now in plain sight, making it a bit awkward. Sensing his feelings, she took another towel out of her bag, a small one, and placed it on top of his groin, hiding his sex from view.

“Thank you.”

She only smiled without answering and continued her massage. Using the same oil as before, she spread it all around his front body and kneaded everything once more.

In this position, he was able to see what she was doing. She was working hard, going for his arms, neck, belly, and legs. After around five minutes, the work might have made her feel too hot in her traditional garments because she started sweating a little.

“कृपया एक क्षण रुकें, महोदय.”

Soon enough, she said something and removed a layer of her upper clothes. This allowed her to breathe a little better, but also had another adverse effect. With one layer down, what appeared under that was another piece of clothing he couldn’t name but was similar to a short T-shirt. And, as soon as she bent over to resume her work, her cleavage appeared in front of his eyes.

She had a perky and well-shaped pair of breasts, looking very tantalizing. On top of that, she didn’t seem to wear any bras, and he wondered if this was the cultural norm here. He truly didn’t know the country in such detail.

All of this ended up affecting Eric. With her chest jiggling in front of his eyes all the time, his lower body reacted accordingly. It was hidden for now with the help of the second towel, but that wouldn’t last long, with how fast he was getting hard.

He tried to look away to focus on something else, to no avail. Soon enough, he was at full mast, and the woman soon discovered it. She alternated between looking at his boner and his ashamed face, and soon queried.

“क्या आप अपनी मालिश में कुछ अतिरिक्त चाहते हैं, महोदय?”

He only stared at her, full of incomprehension. She tilted her head a little, as if pensive, and then nodded. Right after, she resumed her massage, starting with his legs. However, he soon noticed it was slightly different from before.

This time, her hands were moving up, doing his thigh first, and his inner thighs next. In no time, she was massaging around his crotch, which only made him harder. Surprised, Eric couldn’t help voicing a question.

“Um, miss?”

“कोई बात नहीं, सर। बस आराम कीजिए.”

He still had no idea what she said and could only watch her movements in bewilderment. She continued to move upward, and the obvious happened. Before he knew it, her hands were in his shaft, slowly smearing his with oil, moving completely naturally.

He groaned in stupefaction and pleasure as she ran over his length, gently caressing him. He wondered if this sort of this really was included in the service. Maybe this was normal in high-end hotels here?

Soon enough, their delicate hands ran over his glands, and he grunted again, another rush of stimulation assaulting him. At that moment, he stopped caring about right and wrong and fell back on the bed, deciding to enjoy the special massage. It wasn’t like he had asked for it, after all!

Just like for the rest of the service, the woman was very skilled. With the help of the lubricating oil, she moved her hands up and down his rod, masturbating him expertly. On top of that, her breasts were still bouncing in front of his eyes, just like before. The angle was perfect, almost as if she was showing them on purpose.

The pleasure due to the unexpected situation increased incredibly fast. He never thought he would receive a handjob from such an amazing foreign woman, and thought he had done well to come on this business trip.

His penis began to tremble as he got close to his limit. However, right before he reached it, the woman abruptly stopped everything.

“Huh?”

He stared at her, not understanding why she stopped when it was going so well. She was also looking at him, extending her hand his way, in a sign he couldn’t help recognizing. She had her thumb and index finger forming a circle, the universal sign of money, together with an impish grin.

“Phew…”

Eric sighed, understanding what was going on. So this was how she made ends meet, or earned some extra. Maybe the whole situation had been calculated from the beginning.

He didn’t resent her. As a businessman, he was impressed by her strategy instead. Anyway, he had a good salary, and life cost less in India. No matter what, it wouldn’t be a burden for him. There was no way he would let this succulent situation end like this.

“How much?”

She seemed to somehow understand his words in the context. She extended two fingers. Now, that could really mean anything. Just to be sure, and because he was a professional having navigated many scams, he stood up and took hold of his wallet. From there, he took several rupee bills out, showing them to the woman. She pointed to the one she wanted and showed “two” again.

As expected, it wasn’t that much for Eric. A small price to pay for the service.