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Recently, my husband and I owned a restaurant that ended up failing and it put us in a rough financial situation. I had been a massage therapist years ago before we started the company and decided to begin doing massages again in order to help make ends meet. One of my first clients ended up being one of our regulars from the restaurant, named Paul. Paul was an older single man in his late 50’s, who would all the time come to the bar and flirt with me and the bartenders in a playful way and all the time left a really big tip.

For Paul’s appointment, I showed up at his house with my massage table at 10am. I was amazed at what a nice house he has. I knew he had money because he was all the time spending and tipping a lot at the restaurant, but I had no idea he was so well off until I saw this amazing house he lived in. I set up my table in one of the extra bedrooms and told Paul to undress and get on the table while I left the room. I came back in and started the massage. The first half of the massage was ordinary, but when I asked Paul to roll over, things got a little weird.

Paul started talking to me about the restaurant failing and I told him about the financial hardship it caused us and how I actually didn’t like doing massaged, but needed the money. Paul told me he was sorry we were in this position and said he would love to help us out in any way he could and that he would love to be a regular client and offered to pay me extra if I’d come once a week, so I agreed. The next thing Paul offered me was a complete shock… he told me he would give me an extra $100/hour if I would do the massage topless. I turned him down and said my husband wouldn’t approve, then he offered me and extra $300/hour if I was topless and promised not to tell my husband. That’s $600, just to be topless for a few hours while I massaged him, so I figured why not? I accepted and told Paul to lay back down on the massage table as I removed my top and exposed my 34C breasts to Paul.

Paul reached up and squeezed my tits as he told me how nice they are and how lucky my husband is. The rest of the massage, Paul was staring at my tits the entire time and would reach up and grab one of them every now and then. Towards the end of the massage, I was doing Paul’s legs and noticed his cock was getting hard under the sheet. I made eye contact with Paul and gave a little smile. Paul asked me if I would take care of that and I told him absolutely not because I’m married. Paul then told me that my husband is a loser that cannot provide for me and offered me $1500 if I would suck his dick and told me I could make this sort of money every week if I would keep coming to see him. Before I could even think, Paul placed my hand on his enormous hard cock and instinctively I started stroking it… I guess I had made my decision. I put my mouth over Paul’s enormous cock and started giving him head. The whole time he was pushing my head down on his cock and telling me what a good little slut wife I am and how my husband would be proud. Finally, he filled my mouth with cum as I gagged on his cock. As I was getting ready to leave, he venmo’d me $5000, with a caption saying “see you next week”

NSFW: yes

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