Being so short and beautiful too has gotten you a lot of attention.”“Yes,” cringed Gwen, “and not always the kind I want.”“Yeah, some of t...hem have roving hands.”“And foul mouths.”The barkeep laughed. “As long as they just talk about it you’ll be okay. Had any propositions?”“Only a couple of dozen.”They both smiled.“Well, it would be nice if they could all be like Tom.”“Tom? Who’s Tom?” asked the housewife turned waitress.“That’s him over there. Just walked in.”Gwen noticed a nicely groomed,. He squirted more oil on his hands and began kneading her tits with both hands. The air was so thick with pent-up sexual energy. As he finished up my wife’s massage, he then announced his intentions of going off to bed. I guess being teased by my wife with me there was making him nervous. Can you blame him? My wife looked at him and then at me. She grabbed his hand and said to him, ‘No, please stay. Why don’t you join us tonight!?’ He looked like a deer caught in a cars high beams. He looked. About three or four a week. Very few repeats. This had gone on for as long as I can remember, so long that we k**s never thought too much about it. Mom was a very hot looking woman, young looking and petite so she had no trouble attracting men. One day my older brother took my sister and I to the actic to show us a small hole he had put in the ceiling above mom's bed. From the bed you could not see the hole as it was right near the ceiling light and looked normal but from the actic you could. I lie still and let him without protesting at this point. He tries to start on my lower back as I’ve told him that hurts the most at the moment, but it’s too painful and I’m almost breathless with the discomfort. Instead he orders a heat pack from his assistant and moves to my shoulders and neck. The heat on my back and his comforting stroking is making me sleepy and emotional. It felt so good. After a long while working on my mid and high back, neck and shoulders, my lower back had stopped.