My Wife is Malaysian Chinese
When we lived in Manila, in the early 1980s, it was common for expatriates to have a Filipina masseuse come weekly for an in-home non-sexual massage. We would lay towels on our bed, so to oil wouldn't get on the bedspread. I would go first and have a towel on my midsection, which the masseuse would not remove while massaging my butt and upper thighs. She never touched my genitals, not even through the towel. I always did multiplication tables in my head to avoid getting hard.
When it was my wife's turn, I stayed to watch. The masseuse would remove her towel to massage her nude body. I was surprised that my wife was okay with this, as she was normally quite body shy. The masseuse massaged her buttocks before asking her to turn over. She massaged my wife's breasts but not her pubic area. The masseuse did massage my wife's upper and inner thighs.
Good times.
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