Travelling man

Lon had called me over several months trying to get an appt., I think he was calling before I started doing sensual massage and the tone of his calls indicated that that's what he was looking for. He was driving through from another city and would call whenever he was in the area, it was usually late afternoon/early evening. I wasn't sure if I really wanted to see him and would usually say I was not available at the time he would be around. Around mid Dec. he called one morning saying he would be in the area shortly and wanted an appt. I agreed to see him in about an hour.

I opened the door to a gray haired man who is at least in his late 60's or older, I thought he was a younger guy all these months. when I see him, I breath a sigh of relief. I am wearing some baggy silky shorts with a lacy top, he says I look nice as I lead him into the massage area. He tells me that he doesn't want any oil and he wants a very light touch massage then slowly runs his hand up and down my arm three times to show me what he means, I say ok, got it. As he gets on the table he says he is really going to enjoy this. He rubs my arm again to show me one last time how he likes it, just in case I didn't get it before.

I come back in the room and start lightly running my hands down his back and his starts lightly rubbing my thigh, he is saying that it feels really good. Soon I move to his side and out of his reach as I start to massage his buttocks. So far, the guys seem to enjoy getting their balls and around that area massaged so I usually give extra attention to the area and I have found that I actually like massaging that area, and during that time I don't have to worry about someone trying to grab me. He seems to be really getting into it and all too soon he decides that he is going to turn over. He reaches out and starts rubbing my stomach through my top as I start lightly running my hands down his chest. As I lean over, he asks "can I touch your nipple?" I pause and say, "sorry, they are off limits." He starts drawing imaginary circles on my stomach, through my top. I reach for his penis and start lightly stroking it with one hand, it is semi limp but each touch brings it more to life. He moans and again starts asking to touch my nipples and this time he adds, "it will help me come" and I am thinking, "dude, I am holding your penis in my hand and I am certain that you will come just fine without seeing my nipples." I take my other hand and rub the underside of his penis about two times and it's all over. And I thought men are visual :)