"No, I haven't even thought about dinner." she said. "Would you like to get out of here and get a bite to eat?" "Sure, I guess so. I mean how can I re...use the man who rescued me from this?" she said, with a smile. So I paid for the drinks and offered her my arm and we went out to our cars. She locked her car up and then got into mine, appreciating the fact that I held the door for her and seated her before getting into the driver's seat myself. "Such a gentleman!" she said before I shut her. "Her distress had the effect of calming me. I felt myself able to offer her comfort, so I said, "Mother, it's nothing to be ashamed of, millions of people do it; they do it to relax themselves to...to overcome sexual frustration or just for the sheer pleasure of the sensation, it okay." You aren't disgusted?" she asked, "you aren't revolted seeing your own mother...?" Why disgusted? It's me who should be disgusted with my self for interrupting you; it looked rather beautiful."I took her hand. ’ A huge wave of guilt ran through me. If what he said was true, he had just given me a key to the door of the career of my dreams, and I just had a go at him and probably made him feel bad for feeling my boob. Gosh, the amount of strangers that have touched my bum or boobs in nightclubs for no reason and I consider that harmless fun, not to mention all the dirty things I’ve let Pete do to me. But because I think this guy repulsive I just have a massive go at him, and he was actually doing. I was very excited and my dick was very hard, the therapist looked at me with a smile she asked me if I need a special massage, I said OK. Then she gave me a wonderful blow job. After finishing the massage I had steam bath and came back home. I was in 2 minds weather to call that lady and go for massage or just forget, the lady was very good and had sexy figure so I was very excited just thinking of her nude body. Finally I decided to call her. I called and she picked up the call and asked who.