So the following week I made contact with Cliff and was soon at his door full of expectations and I was not disappointed. He asked how I had found him...and explained how he had been recommended and why! He said that he was definitely top but everything that happened was my decision. With that we both stripped off and I laid on the table. The room, the incense and music we similar, but his cock definitely wasn't! The routine was very similar but once I started to stroke his cock it grew and grew. Well, anyway, my aunt must have figured that I liked hers since she suddenly began to bend her leg. This brought her soles within inches of my face. I laid on my side, facing her wrinkled soles. My nose was just inches from her toes. My cock was hardening in my pants. I was glad it was dark in the room with the only light coming from her TV on the dresser across the room. All was well until she "accidently" brushed her right sole against my lips. I froze. I didn't want her to move her. I didn't know it was the diuretics that had finally caught upwith me and wrote it off as just not having enough time to get to thebathroom with all the padding and wanting to be careful of Katherine'snice clothes when I nearly filled my poise pad. It was a pain to replacebut I was thankful I had it on.I had lunch all prepared and the table nicely set well in advance ofFrank coming 'home' and was waiting near the door like I had the previoustwo days. I smiled at him as he came in and he. Beth was a sales woman and she soon convinced me to give it a go. We moved to her bedroom. Beth stripped the double bed back to the bottom sheet and placed a large white towel over the sheet for me to lie on. As I removed my clothing Beth hung my things in the wardrobe. I did think about leaving my panties on for the sake of modesty, and then thought that one can’t have a proper massage with clothes on. So as I stripped to the nude, passing my clothes to Beth, I never gave the issue another.