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Back in the 1970’s my R.N. wife was leaving every weekend she did not work to take care of a close relative over a period of over a year. We were still active like newlyweds so I missed her a lot. Knowing this she recommended I go to an Asian massage parlor for a handjob. She knew I didn’t have the money for a blowjob or more if they offered it. A military base was not far and it had at least 15 near its two gates. I had gone to a couple before getting married but not recently. I started going every weekend and most had the same routine—you pay for the hour with the boss woman at the lobby, then an Asian lady took you to a private room where you were instructed to completely undress and you were given a towel. When she returned you would agree to the type of massage and if you wanted a shower. You always gave a tip at the end.
I always asked if I could use the restroom before the massage and they would point to the toilet. As I left my room I would drop my towel enjoying being in a strange place nude and almost always I ran into a couple of the other masseuses and sometime the boss lady and got an erection quickly. The workers usually smiled but the boss lady would always stare at my cock and point out you must wear the towel in the public areas. Again, I did this at all the parlors and felt no guilt because all these women saw cocks all the time. The other reason was if I saw a really attractive girl I would ask for her name and request her on my next visit. Something else I learned was at all of these places there was a large room with sofas and beds where the girls rested between clients. Almost every time when I left the toilet, still erect, I went to this room where they rested and walked in. The girls would fuss and tell me to leave while I apologized and told them I thought this was my massage room. Most of these parlors had a staff of ten to twelve girls so there were often many girls.
I know this sounds perverted but I thought it was an innocent thrill. Then I got a shock.
At the largest of the massage parlors that had more massage rooms I paid for my hour and followed a petite Asian girl to a room. As always, I undressed completely then asked for directions to the toilet, which was the other side of the facility. I went to the toilet seeing three girls come out of a door who saw my erection and smiled and said something I did not understand. When I exited the toilet I walked to the door the girls had just come out and walked in, expecting to see ten girls resting.
The room was where the girls kept their kids while they worked, and three workers and the boss lady. I stood frozen and could not move. I was acutely aware of my hard penis and how the room was quiet for a moment with everyone staring at me. Then the girls and the boss lady started yelling. I ran back to my massage room and got on the table, and covered myself and my now soft cock modestly with the towel I had been carrying in my hand. Soon one of the ladies in with the children came in and cussed me out in a language I did not know followed by the boss lady who scolded me in broken English. She told me to leave and never return then stayed with me while I dressed. It was humiliating.