u/bepicante

Opening up more to my partner is a bit intimidating because, for me, it's not like i even want her to have sex with other men right away. I'm game to start off with her showing off her body (pics/sexting) and flirting to begin. If it built up to that and she was really wanting it, i'd probably be open to that possibility (b/c seeing her turned on is a huge turn on for me).

what did you say in the conversation when you brought it up for the first time?

Could use your help on this one, not sure what "category" this kink/fetish falls into. Maybe there is overlap with "hotwife" but I'm not sure.

I get incredibly turned on when my wife is seen (visually enjoyed) naked, or near naked. Some examples:

• We went to the beach and she wore a skimpy thong i bought her. I bought it b/c i wanted men to see her ass. She's shy but wore it and I caught an older guy taking pictures and a video of her ass. I showed her, we laughed, but I found it so hot and sometimes take care of business to those clips.
• She once posted (to my surprise) a pic of her in another thong on vacation to her IG. It was buried in a handful of pictures but her post got more likes than all her others. She has some former coworkers and flings following her and that turned me on like crazy.
• In a hotel, she showered and was by the windows naked and I saw someone in a building right next to us watching her naked. I ended up getting off to it as it was happening.

Not knowing what to do with this, I explored with writing erotica (for myself) and always create these scenarios where someone gets off to her body (but not having sex with her). Like in one I had her straddle her ex bf in reverse cowgirl so he could jerk off to her ass. I'm always there too, usually getting off at the same time.

I don't know how to even classify this. Just thought I'd throw it out there, just trying to understand my own psyche!

"Good morning, Ricky", Jessica said from the front desk without looking up. She was going through the day's agenda at Surf Winds Spa.

"Good morning," I replied, walking in with my backpack on one shoulder, heading towards the staff room.

"You have a 9am today, a couple's massage," she said, while keeping her gaze on the computer screen in front of her.

"Got it," I replied. I guess I appreciated the reminder, but I already knew that.

I had been working as a massage therapist at Surf Winds for just under two years after moving to Long Beach around the same time. This was my fifth city in 10 years. While I liked it, I was starting to feel the itch to try something new again. Perhaps after my 40th birthday I'd venture somewhere else, which was approaching quickly.

I've always been a nomad of sorts. I've had relationships, but mostly surface-level. To be honest, I'm not interested in settling down quite yet. Not that I have anyone to settle down with in the first place. I don't have much luck with women. I'm quite average looking at 5'9 and 155 lbs and don't really get a lot of attention unless I am actually putting in the effort. Even then, I find that my taste in women doesn't quite match their taste in me. Let's just say that I tend to be into women who are out of my league or unavailable.

Aside from that, lately I've been a bit distracted. My coworker, Reed, was telling me how he had started "edging" as a way to promote a strong mind-body connection. He's into all that hippy stuff, which I usually ignore. This time, though, I was intrigued. He explained how it worked, so I decided to give it a shot myself. Today marks 24 days since the last time I fully released while jerking off. I've gotten close some times, but somehow managed to hold back.

"Hey man, what's up?" Reed said. He was in the employee room at the table going through Instagram on his phone. "I think we're doing the couple's session today," he added.

"Oh, I thought I was with Alison," I replied.

It's pretty typical that Surf Winds assigns a male and female massage therapist for couples' massages just in case there is a preference. From experience, usually men want their wives to get a massage from another woman rather than a man.

"Yeah, she was, but they called me in last minute. She's sick, and there wasn't anyone else available," he explained. "Hopefully it's not a problem for them."

"Guess we'll see," I said, dropping my backpack on the ground and grabbing a seat at the table.

"What day is it for you?" Reed asked with a cheeky smile.

"24, you?" I replied.

"Four," he answered, with a bit of disappointment on his face. "I lost that mind-body connection before the weekend and had to start back at zero," he explained.

"Not going to lie, I'm thinking about starting over myself," I added. "I can't focus on anything. If I just see a woman in yoga pants, I end up getting a raging hard-on."

Reed laughed, "You'll get better, man, don't worry. Think about how empowering it is that you have this kind of control over your strongest impulses."

I just nodded with a sheepish smile. Reed was always getting semi-spiritual with things. I guess he was right, but holy fuck was I horny. But I enjoyed it. I felt powerful, like Reed was saying, but in a different way.

My body was responding to stimuli like it did when I was in my 20s. That was fun. I also found that my brain would fixate on visuals a lot more intently. Like, straight-up tunnel vision with such focus and clarity like I had never experienced.

For example, just yesterday I was at a cafe just drinking a coffee while on my phone when I noticed a girl, about 25 years old, sitting in front of me. She was wearing tight yoga pants, and my eyes immediately locked in on her ass. The way her butt cheeks pushed up slightly from the chair.

I noticed the faint outline of the top of her thong, and the way her left butt cheek would squish ever so slightly as she shifted her weight to cross her leg. I studied her ass for damn near 15 minutes, with a complete hard-on below my own table. Like, my cock was absolutely throbbing. When I looked down at my gym shorts, I saw a small wet spot of pre-cum. I couldn't help but just laugh. It was so innocent, yet it drove my body completely wild.

She sort of caught me staring when she got up because I followed her ass from the chair upwards. She probably has no idea how her ass does a little jiggle from left to right when she stands. When she looked my way, I had to quickly dart my eyes somewhere else. I think she knew I was looking, but she just moved on. I'm sure it wasn't the first time she's caught a guy staring at her.

I've been replaying that in my mind. So much so, when I got back home I edged for 30 minutes, slowly stroking my shaft but stopping before the head because any more stimulation and I would have popped.

My train of thought was interrupted by the jingle of the bell on the door. I didn't even realize that I drifted into this daydream. Reed wasn't in the room, and my dick was hard in my massage therapist scrubs.

"Damnit," I said to myself with a big sigh. I started to think about snow. Cold snow. Blizzards. Doing that seemed to do the trick on settling my dick down. It was time to get to work, so I needed to get this under control. About 90 seconds later, I was good to go. I stood up and walked out to meet the couple.

"And this is Ricky," Jessica said, signaling with her hand to come over. "He'll also be working with Reed."

Reed was already standing politely in front of the couple. They were probably in their early 30s, not too much younger than myself.

"Hi, I'm Nate. This is my wife, Carmen."

"Pleasure to meet you both," I said with a warm smile, and my hands crossed in front of my body.

Nate was a little shorter than me. He was in decent shape, like a former athlete. He had moderately pale skin, blue eyes, and dark brown hair, which made him interesting to look at.

Carmen looked like she was Latina. She was probably 5'3, and 115 lbs. She had straight black hair that came down just below her shoulders. She didn't appear to be large-chested, but I did notice that her ass had a really great shape. In fact, it looked a little big for her frame, as she was quite slender. Not overly big by any means, but compared to her figure, it stood out.

I shook my head quickly as I felt myself staring a little too long.

"So, I must apologize, we normally have a male and female massage therapist on staff," Jessica said to Nate and Carmen. "But Alison is out sick. If you'd prefer to reschedule, then we can do so, and we'll give you an extra 15 minutes for free for the inconvenience."

Nate looked a little annoyed but didn't say anything. Carmen looked at Nate, not sure what to do.

"Ummm... can we talk for a moment?" Nate finally said.

"Oh sure, absolutely," Jessica responded.

Nate and Carmen stepped outside the front door to discuss things, as I caught myself looking at Carmen's ass on the way out. She was wearing black leggings, and her ass really had a great lift and bounce with each step that she took. The faintest of jiggles, something I wouldn't have noticed before starting this whole edging thing, thanks to Reed. I started to feel my dick start to swell a bit.

"Oh shit," I thought to myself, and began to think again about snow falling.

I've always been a consummate professional at my job. I take it very seriously, and this edging thing really was doing a number on me. I made a promise to myself: during lunch I would go home to jerk off. I simply couldn't have this impact my job performance. Besides, 24 days was more than enough. At this point, I'm losing control.

"I hope they decide to do it so my trip into work today is worth it," Reed whispered to Jessica and me. I didn't blame him. It's annoying to come in this early just to have to go back home.

The bell jingled on the door as Nate and Carmen entered.

"We'll have the massages now," Nate said with a relaxed smile.

"Great," Jessica replied. "Reed and Ricky will escort you to your shared room. You'll be together for the massage."

My heart suddenly sank. There was absolutely no way I would be able to control my dick if I was giving Carmen her massage. I needed to have Nate as my client so that I could maintain my composure. I then could go home on my lunch break to jerk off before coming back for my other client.

"Nate, you're with me," Reed said as he opened the door. "Far table."

I felt a pit in my stomach. Nate looked over at me with a shit-eating grin on his face. That fucker knew exactly what he was doing. I felt my heart begin to race as little beads of sweat formed along my temples. I was panicking.

"We'll wait out there while you get ready, just get under the blankets," Reed instructed, and he shut the door.

"Dude, what the fuck are you doing!?" I asked, the panic very visible on my face.

"Mind-body control, man. You've got this."

"The hell I do!" I snapped back.

Reed didn't say anything else. He just smiled back at me and leaned up against the wall, looking at his watch.

"Okay, it's go time," he said as he gave a little knock on the door and slowly opened it.

I followed Reed in and stopped at the first table. The massage room itself isn't that large. Maybe 20 ft by 20 ft with two tables running parallel. Between the tables is a transparent, white silk sheet. It's almost like a bug net. You can see right through it, but when pulled closed, it helps the two therapists stay out of each other's way.

Reed grabbed one end and pulled it to the wall. There was relaxing, ethereal music playing. The room had a very faint glow from the floor lamps in the corner.

I looked in front of me, and Carmen was lying on the table under the sheets. Her bare back glowed with the sultry light of the room. The white sheet was pulled up to her lower middle back.

"Hi Carmen, is there any area where you'd like me to focus on?" I asked, as is customary.

"No, not really. Well, perhaps lower back a bit, as I tweaked it when working out the other day," she replied.

"Okay. If at any point the pressure is too much or too little, just let me know."

I went over and got oil on my hands and stood up by Carmen's head. I rubbed the oil between my hands and then slowly moved my hands along her back all the way down to her hips. The second I did, I felt my dick twitch.

"Please, no..." I begged to myself in my head.

I did the movement again, pushing my hands a little more firmly into her back. My hands glided down her silky smooth back until I got to the part of her back where her ass starts. I circled my hands out to her hips, pressing firmly, and dragged them back up.

No underwear. She wasn't wearing any underwear. Some women do when getting a massage. In fact, I'd say about 70% do. Fuck me, how would I survive this?

I started focusing on Carmen's upper back, going through my usual routine on each side, trying to buy myself time before the lower body. I was standing off to the right side of the table, focusing on her upper right shoulder and lat.

As I did this, I couldn't help but look down at her plump ass under the sheets, knowing that it was bare. Knowing that a slight tug would reveal it all. I could just "accidentally" move the sheet down a little using my hip against the side of the table.

The moment the thought went through my head, I was already making it happen. It's like my cock needed this, and I was a servant to it. I pressed my outside thigh against the table where the sheet was draped, and as I dragged my hands down Carmen's right lat, I pushed my hips back a little bit to tug the sheet. I brought my hands back up to Carmen's right shoulder and worked the muscles.

"mmmm," Carmen let out a big, relaxing sigh.

I was afraid to look, my heart was racing, and my dick was half-swollen in anticipation. I glanced down, and sure enough, the right side of the sheet had pulled down four inches, revealing the top inch or two of Carmen's ass crack and the upper meat of her right ass cheek.

My cock filled up so quickly. Before I knew it, it was pressing uncomfortably in my underwear in my scrubs. I moved my hands, but I stared at her ass, studying the curve of it, and imagined my cock resting along her ass crack. Fuck, her ass crack. It was teasing me the way it barely was visible outside the sheet. Her olive-colored skin looked so sexy in the soft light of the room.

I glanced at the clock. I needed to move to the lower body in the next minute to stay on time. My heart fluttered more as the blood rushed to my dick. I could feel my heartbeat in the head of it.

I walked over to get more massage oil. It was time for lower back and glutes. Normally, I have no issues keeping everything professional. I've seen hundreds of bodies. But this was different. I've been edging for 24 days straight, fixated on asses. And here, I had a bare ass right in front of me. A sexy Latina and her plump, bouncy, yet firm ass, teasing my cock.

I placed my hands at the small of Carmen's back and slowly ran the palms of my hands outward, putting pressure on her hips. I did this a few times, intently staring at how her ass shifted with the pressure of my hands. After a few passes, it was time to move lower.

"Get it together, Ricky," I said to myself. "You've done this countless of times."

I took a moment to gently fold the sheet down. I usually only fold the top quarter to access the hips and sacrum more easily. But something changed this time. Something took over me. This time, a dirty thought came into my mind. With my cock now raging in my pants, I folded it once like I always do. Then, I made a crease and folded it over again. My heart was pounding. I had just moved the sheet to below the middle of her ass. I couldn't help it.

I stepped back and stared at the globes of Carmen's ass staring at me. Her sexy lower back led into this glorious ass. I ran my eyes up and down her ass crack before reaching out my hands, gently along her back. I ran my hands along her hips again, but came lower. When I did, I squished her ass cheeks together. Moving it up into two supple, oily mounds.

Fuck, my cock wanted to be right between her cheeks. It was throbbing inside my pants.

I had to do something about this, but I needed to be discreet. I began to create small circles with my thumb along Carmen's waistline with just my left hand, moving it above her waist, then down and squishing into the upper part of her ass. Reaching into my pants with my free right hand, I firmly gripped my cock. It felt almost euphoric. I began stroking just my shaft slowly.

"What in the fuck am I doing?" I thought to myself, but I didn't stop. The circles I was making with my thumb became larger. I pressed firmly onto her muscles. Carmen sighed again, relaxing in the moment. Unaware of the way her ass was driving me out of control.

I took the palm of my hand and pressed into her left ass cheek at the sit bones and slowly moved up, stroking myself at the same time, slowly, so no one would be aware. I did this several times, and then switched my hands so that my left hand was in my pants, and the right heel of my palm was pushing her right ass cheek up now in a slowly.

I continued to stroke as I moved the heel of my palm up and down Carmen's ass cheeks, ever so slowly, switching hands every two times.

That's when I felt my balls tighten.

"Fuck, I went too far," I thought to myself. But I kept slowly stroking for two more pumps before quickly taking my hand out of my pants.

There was no stopping it.

I felt the orgasm build deep in my balls and then crawl its way up my shaft. I didn't know what to do with my hands, so I put them on Carmen's ass and slowly pushed down, feeling her ass squish under them.

The orgasm went quicker now up my shaft and was running under the base of my cock to my prick until my entire head felt like complete ecstasy. At that moment, everywhere from my thighs up to my pelvis felt weak. I pushed my hands firmly into the middle of Carmen's ass cheeks and slowly moved them outward. I stared at her crack as it suddenly spread every so slightly, revealing her cute, tiny pucker as my hands continued to move outward to her hips.

Her ass cheeks. Her pucker... they made me fucking lose it. I began cumming uncontrollably into my pants. My legs were twitching in silence in what was the most intense orgasm of my entire life. This went on for damn near 30 seconds. My heart was pumping out of my chest. Sweat was falling down my forehead.

But as quick as it came on, it was over. My dick was left vibrating between my legs, still at full attention, but less sensitive now. I gently pulled the sheet up above Carmen's ass, and moved the massage down to her calves. My head was suddenly clear. I knew I had to move on from her ass or she'd get suspicious.

I also knew that my underwear was a mess, and I was in disbelief at what just happened.

I finished the massage, but I knew as soon as I walked into the light, the mess I made in my pants would be visible, so I grabbed a large towel and pretended to wipe oil off my hands, letting it hang down in front of me.

Reed finished up with Nate, and we walked out of the room to give Nate and Carmen their privacy. Ironic, considering I just saw her most private of areas. A few moments later, they came out with their clothes on, looking relaxed.

"That was very relaxing, thank you." Carmen said as she and Nate came out. She was none the wiser as to what happened. For her, the massage felt great. I took solace in knowing that I at least gave her a good experience, despite my moment of transgression.

Nate was complimenting Reed on his massage, and Reed was giving him some last-minute pointers on some stretches to do at home for his tightness.

"Thanks again," Carmen said, as Nate finished his conversation with Reed.

"That was the first time I've had a massage like that," she said, looking at me dead in the eye. I could feel my cheeks getting warm.

She then quickly glanced down at my dick, which I was covering with the long towel in sort of an awkward way, then looked back up at me with the faintest of smiles. Nate hooked her arm, and they both walked out the door.

I turned around and briskly walked to the restroom to try to clean myself up a bit. Locking the door behind me, I walked up to the mirror.

"I can't believe I did that," I said outloud under my breath. I turned on the sink and and splashed some water on my face. As I looked back into the mirror, I watched the water drip down my face, and the image of Carmen's ass came rushing back into my mind. I replayed everything again, and as I did, my dick started to swell. I reached down and began stroking myself.

"Day one," I thought.

My streak may have been broken, but Carmen's ass was going to build me back up. In fact, it's all I could think about. I needed to see it again. I needed to feel it again in my hands.

"Good morning, Ricky", Jessica said from the front desk without looking up. She was going through the day's agenda at Surf Winds Spa.

"Good morning," I replied, walking in with my backpack on one shoulder, heading towards the staff room.

"You have a 9am today, a couple's massage," she said, while keeping her gaze on the computer screen in front of her.

"Got it," I replied. I guess I appreciated the reminder, but I already knew that.

I had been working as a massage therapist at Surf Winds for just under two years after moving to Long Beach around the same time. This was my fifth city in 10 years. While I liked it, I was starting to feel the itch to try something new again. Perhaps after my 40th birthday I'd venture somewhere else, which was approaching quickly.

I've always been a nomad of sorts. I've had relationships, but mostly surface-level. To be honest, I'm not interested in settling down quite yet. Not that I have anyone to settle down with in the first place. I don't have much luck with women. I'm quite average looking at 5'9 and 155 lbs and don't really get a lot of attention unless I am actually putting in the effort. Even then, I find that my taste in women doesn't quite match their taste in me. Let's just say that I tend to be into women who are out of my league or unavailable.

Aside from that, lately I've been a bit distracted. My coworker, Reed, was telling me how he had started "edging" as a way to promote a strong mind-body connection. He's into all that hippy stuff, which I usually ignore. This time, though, I was intrigued. He explained how it worked, so I decided to give it a shot myself. Today marks 24 days since the last time I fully released while jerking off. I've gotten close some times, but somehow managed to hold back.

"Hey man, what's up?" Reed said. He was in the employee room at the table going through Instagram on his phone. "I think we're doing the couple's session today," he added.

"Oh, I thought I was with Alison," I replied.

It's pretty typical that Surf Winds assigns a male and female massage therapist for couples' massages just in case there is a preference. From experience, usually men want their wives to get a massage from another woman rather than a man.

"Yeah, she was, but they called me in last minute. She's sick, and there wasn't anyone else available," he explained. "Hopefully it's not a problem for them."

"Guess we'll see," I said, dropping my backpack on the ground and grabbing a seat at the table.

"What day is it for you?" Reed asked with a cheeky smile.

"24, you?" I replied.

"Four," he answered, with a bit of disappointment on his face. "I lost that mind-body connection before the weekend and had to start back at zero," he explained.

"Not going to lie, I'm thinking about starting over myself," I added. "I can't focus on anything. If I just see a woman in yoga pants, I end up getting a raging hard-on."

Reed laughed, "You'll get better, man, don't worry. Think about how empowering it is that you have this kind of control over your strongest impulses."

I just nodded with a sheepish smile. Reed was always getting semi-spiritual with things. I guess he was right, but holy fuck was I horny. But I enjoyed it. I felt powerful, like Reed was saying, but in a different way.

My body was responding to stimuli like it did when I was in my 20s. That was fun. I also found that my brain would fixate on visuals a lot more intently. Like, straight-up tunnel vision with such focus and clarity like I had never experienced.

For example, just yesterday I was at a cafe just drinking a coffee while on my phone when I noticed a girl, about 25 years old, sitting in front of me. She was wearing tight yoga pants, and my eyes immediately locked in on her ass. The way her butt cheeks pushed up slightly from the chair.

I noticed the faint outline of the top of her thong, and the way her left butt cheek would squish ever so slightly as she shifted her weight to cross her leg. I studied her ass for damn near 15 minutes, with a complete hard-on below my own table. Like, my cock was absolutely throbbing. When I looked down at my gym shorts, I saw a small wet spot of pre-cum. I couldn't help but just laugh. It was so innocent, yet it drove my body completely wild.

She sort of caught me staring when she got up because I followed her ass from the chair upwards. She probably has no idea how her ass does a little jiggle from left to right when she stands. When she looked my way, I had to quickly dart my eyes somewhere else. I think she knew I was looking, but she just moved on. I'm sure it wasn't the first time she's caught a guy staring at her.

I've been replaying that in my mind. So much so, when I got back home I edged for 30 minutes, slowly stroking my shaft but stopping before the head because any more stimulation and I would have popped.

My train of thought was interrupted by the jingle of the bell on the door. I didn't even realize that I drifted into this daydream. Reed wasn't in the room, and my dick was hard in my massage therapist scrubs.

"Damnit," I said to myself with a big sigh. I started to think about snow. Cold snow. Blizzards. Doing that seemed to do the trick on settling my dick down. It was time to get to work, so I needed to get this under control. About 90 seconds later, I was good to go. I stood up and walked out to meet the couple.

"And this is Ricky," Jessica said, signaling with her hand to come over. "He'll also be working with Reed."

Reed was already standing politely in front of the couple. They were probably in their early 30s, not too much younger than myself.

"Hi, I'm Nate. This is my wife, Carmen."

"Pleasure to meet you both," I said with a warm smile, and my hands crossed in front of my body.

Nate was a little shorter than me. He was in decent shape, like a former athlete. He had moderately pale skin, blue eyes, and dark brown hair, which made him interesting to look at.

Carmen looked like she was Latina. She was probably 5'3, and 115 lbs. She had straight black hair that came down just below her shoulders. She didn't appear to be large-chested, but I did notice that her ass had a really great shape. In fact, it looked a little big for her frame, as she was quite slender. Not overly big by any means, but compared to her figure, it stood out.

I shook my head quickly as I felt myself staring a little too long.

"So, I must apologize, we normally have a male and female massage therapist on staff," Jessica said to Nate and Carmen. "But Alison is out sick. If you'd prefer to reschedule, then we can do so, and we'll give you an extra 15 minutes for free for the inconvenience."

Nate looked a little annoyed but didn't say anything. Carmen looked at Nate, not sure what to do.

"Ummm... can we talk for a moment?" Nate finally said.

"Oh sure, absolutely," Jessica responded.

Nate and Carmen stepped outside the front door to discuss things, as I caught myself looking at Carmen's ass on the way out. She was wearing black leggings, and her ass really had a great lift and bounce with each step that she took. The faintest of jiggles, something I wouldn't have noticed before starting this whole edging thing, thanks to Reed. I started to feel my dick start to swell a bit.

"Oh shit," I thought to myself, and began to think again about snow falling.

I've always been a consummate professional at my job. I take it very seriously, and this edging thing really was doing a number on me. I made a promise to myself: during lunch I would go home to jerk off. I simply couldn't have this impact my job performance. Besides, 24 days was more than enough. At this point, I'm losing control.

"I hope they decide to do it so my trip into work today is worth it," Reed whispered to Jessica and me. I didn't blame him. It's annoying to come in this early just to have to go back home.

The bell jingled on the door as Nate and Carmen entered.

"We'll have the massages now," Nate said with a relaxed smile.

"Great," Jessica replied. "Reed and Ricky will escort you to your shared room. You'll be together for the massage."

My heart suddenly sank. There was absolutely no way I would be able to control my dick if I was giving Carmen her massage. I needed to have Nate as my client so that I could maintain my composure. I then could go home on my lunch break to jerk off before coming back for my other client.

"Nate, you're with me," Reed said as he opened the door. "Far table."

I felt a pit in my stomach. Nate looked over at me with a shit-eating grin on his face. That fucker knew exactly what he was doing. I felt my heart begin to race as little beads of sweat formed along my temples. I was panicking.

"We'll wait out there while you get ready, just get under the blankets," Reed instructed, and he shut the door.

"Dude, what the fuck are you doing!?" I asked, the panic very visible on my face.

"Mind-body control, man. You've got this."

"The hell I do!" I snapped back.

Reed didn't say anything else. He just smiled back at me and leaned up against the wall, looking at his watch.

"Okay, it's go time," he said as he gave a little knock on the door and slowly opened it.

I followed Reed in and stopped at the first table. The massage room itself isn't that large. Maybe 20 ft by 20 ft with two tables running parallel. Between the tables is a transparent, white silk sheet. It's almost like a bug net. You can see right through it, but when pulled closed, it helps the two therapists stay out of each other's way.

Reed grabbed one end and pulled it to the wall. There was relaxing, ethereal music playing. The room had a very faint glow from the floor lamps in the corner.

I looked in front of me, and Carmen was lying on the table under the sheets. Her bare back glowed with the sultry light of the room. The white sheet was pulled up to her lower middle back.

"Hi Carmen, is there any area where you'd like me to focus on?" I asked, as is customary.

"No, not really. Well, perhaps lower back a bit, as I tweaked it when working out the other day," she replied.

"Okay. If at any point the pressure is too much or too little, just let me know."

I went over and got oil on my hands and stood up by Carmen's head. I rubbed the oil between my hands and then slowly moved my hands along her back all the way down to her hips. The second I did, I felt my dick twitch.

"Please, no..." I begged to myself in my head.

I did the movement again, pushing my hands a little more firmly into her back. My hands glided down her silky smooth back until I got to the part of her back where her ass starts. I circled my hands out to her hips, pressing firmly, and dragged them back up.

No underwear. She wasn't wearing any underwear. Some women do when getting a massage. In fact, I'd say about 70% do. Fuck me, how would I survive this?

I started focusing on Carmen's upper back, going through my usual routine on each side, trying to buy myself time before the lower body. I was standing off to the right side of the table, focusing on her upper right shoulder and lat.

As I did this, I couldn't help but look down at her plump ass under the sheets, knowing that it was bare. Knowing that a slight tug would reveal it all. I could just "accidentally" move the sheet down a little using my hip against the side of the table.

The moment the thought went through my head, I was already making it happen. It's like my cock needed this, and I was a servant to it. I pressed my outside thigh against the table where the sheet was draped, and as I dragged my hands down Carmen's right lat, I pushed my hips back a little bit to tug the sheet. I brought my hands back up to Carmen's right shoulder and worked the muscles.

"mmmm," Carmen let out a big, relaxing sigh.

I was afraid to look, my heart was racing, and my dick was half-swollen in anticipation. I glanced down, and sure enough, the right side of the sheet had pulled down four inches, revealing the top inch or two of Carmen's ass crack and the upper meat of her right ass cheek.

My cock filled up so quickly. Before I knew it, it was pressing uncomfortably in my underwear in my scrubs. I moved my hands, but I stared at her ass, studying the curve of it, and imagined my cock resting along her ass crack. Fuck, her ass crack. It was teasing me the way it barely was visible outside the sheet. Her olive-colored skin looked so sexy in the soft light of the room.

I glanced at the clock. I needed to move to the lower body in the next minute to stay on time. My heart fluttered more as the blood rushed to my dick. I could feel my heartbeat in the head of it.

I walked over to get more massage oil. It was time for lower back and glutes. Normally, I have no issues keeping everything professional. I've seen hundreds of bodies. But this was different. I've been edging for 24 days straight, fixated on asses. And here, I had a bare ass right in front of me. A sexy Latina and her plump, bouncy, yet firm ass, teasing my cock.

I placed my hands at the small of Carmen's back and slowly ran the palms of my hands outward, putting pressure on her hips. I did this a few times, intently staring at how her ass shifted with the pressure of my hands. After a few passes, it was time to move lower.

"Get it together, Ricky," I said to myself. "You've done this countless of times."

I took a moment to gently fold the sheet down. I usually only fold the top quarter to access the hips and sacrum more easily. But something changed this time. Something took over me. This time, a dirty thought came into my mind. With my cock now raging in my pants, I folded it once like I always do. Then, I made a crease and folded it over again. My heart was pounding. I had just moved the sheet to below the middle of her ass. I couldn't help it.

I stepped back and stared at the globes of Carmen's ass staring at me. Her sexy lower back led into this glorious ass. I ran my eyes up and down her ass crack before reaching out my hands, gently along her back. I ran my hands along her hips again, but came lower. When I did, I squished her ass cheeks together. Moving it up into two supple, oily mounds.

Fuck, my cock wanted to be right between her cheeks. It was throbbing inside my pants.

I had to do something about this, but I needed to be discreet. I began to create small circles with my thumb along Carmen's waistline with just my left hand, moving it above her waist, then down and squishing into the upper part of her ass. Reaching into my pants with my free right hand, I firmly gripped my cock. It felt almost euphoric. I began stroking just my shaft slowly.

"What in the fuck am I doing?" I thought to myself, but I didn't stop. The circles I was making with my thumb became larger. I pressed firmly onto her muscles. Carmen sighed again, relaxing in the moment. Unaware of the way her ass was driving me out of control.

I took the palm of my hand and pressed into her left ass cheek at the sit bones and slowly moved up, stroking myself at the same time, slowly, so no one would be aware. I did this several times, and then switched my hands so that my left hand was in my pants, and the right heel of my palm was pushing her right ass cheek up now in a slowly.

I continued to stroke as I moved the heel of my palm up and down Carmen's ass cheeks, ever so slowly, switching hands every two times.

That's when I felt my balls tighten.

"Fuck, I went too far," I thought to myself. But I kept slowly stroking for two more pumps before quickly taking my hand out of my pants.

There was no stopping it.

I felt the orgasm build deep in my balls and then crawl its way up my shaft. I didn't know what to do with my hands, so I put them on Carmen's ass and slowly pushed down, feeling her ass squish under them.

The orgasm went quicker now up my shaft and was running under the base of my cock to my prick until my entire head felt like complete ecstasy. At that moment, everywhere from my thighs up to my pelvis felt weak. I pushed my hands firmly into the middle of Carmen's ass cheeks and slowly moved them outward. I stared at her crack as it suddenly spread every so slightly, revealing her cute, tiny pucker as my hands continued to move outward to her hips.

Her ass cheeks. Her pucker... they made me fucking lose it. I began cumming uncontrollably into my pants. My legs were twitching in silence in what was the most intense orgasm of my entire life. This went on for damn near 30 seconds. My heart was pumping out of my chest. Sweat was falling down my forehead.

But as quick as it came on, it was over. My dick was left vibrating between my legs, still at full attention, but less sensitive now. I gently pulled the sheet up above Carmen's ass, and moved the massage down to her calves. My head was suddenly clear. I knew I had to move on from her ass or she'd get suspicious.

I also knew that my underwear was a mess, and I was in disbelief at what just happened.

I finished the massage, but I knew as soon as I walked into the light, the mess I made in my pants would be visible, so I grabbed a large towel and pretended to wipe oil off my hands, letting it hang down in front of me.

Reed finished up with Nate, and we walked out of the room to give Nate and Carmen their privacy. Ironic, considering I just saw her most private of areas. A few moments later, they came out with their clothes on, looking relaxed.

"That was very relaxing, thank you." Carmen said as she and Nate came out. She was none the wiser as to what happened. For her, the massage felt great. I took solace in knowing that I at least gave her a good experience, despite my moment of transgression.

Nate was complimenting Reed on his massage, and Reed was giving him some last-minute pointers on some stretches to do at home for his tightness.

"Thanks again," Carmen said, as Nate finished his conversation with Reed.

"That was the first time I've had a massage like that," she said, looking at me dead in the eye. I could feel my cheeks getting warm.

She then quickly glanced down at my dick, which I was covering with the long towel in sort of an awkward way, then looked back up at me with the faintest of smiles. Nate hooked her arm, and they both walked out the door.

I turned around and briskly walked to the restroom to try to clean myself up a bit. Locking the door behind me, I walked up to the mirror.

"I can't believe I did that," I said outloud under my breath. I turned on the sink and and splashed some water on my face. As I looked back into the mirror, I watched the water drip down my face, and the image of Carmen's ass came rushing back into my mind. I replayed everything again, and as I did, my dick started to swell. I reached down and began stroking myself.

"Day one," I thought.

My streak may have been broken, but Carmen's ass was going to build me back up. In fact, it's all I could think about. I needed to see it again. I needed to feel it again in my hands.