Aunt Sam spanked with a kind of rhythm to her strokes, so you could anticipate her cadence.I didn’t expect my Aunt to hesitate.“Where did she put ...he lotion, Eddie?” she asked.I looked over my shoulder and saw Blair glare at me. I knew she would be angry if I told her all over my ass.“On my shoulders, Ma’am,” I answered meekly.“Any place else?” My Aunt was looking for me to tell her she put it on my butt or even my penis. I knew that. I also knew Blair would say she hadn’t. However, the lotion. I go to a female masseuse as I like having a woman rather than a dude rubbing me. Besides after being married for 8 years it is nice to have some strange female hands on me. I go in once a month and normally book based on what my schedule permits so I normally have 1 of three women that work there. My last visit was no different as I ended up with Sue. She was about 20'ish, thin, long brown hair, and cute. Not over the top, I have a raging hard on this that chick is going to touch me, but cute. I get final approval on mine.”“That’s not fair!” she pointed out.“Do you want a tattoo or not?”“Fine. Is there a tattoo parlor in town?”“Not that I’m aware of.” Before she could protest, I added, “We’ll consult an expert. You can’t go to any old tattoo place.”“Which expert?”An hour later I led Rachael into Fred’s Barber Shop. Four dark red vinyl barber seats lined one wall of the small shop, mirrors facing each. Blue Barbasol glass containers had black combs and scissors soaking in them. An old. I was more than aroused, my underwear wet with my juices…. That night I didn’t go back to my house as per usual, but took the chance, with the help of my best friends in staying over at his place. We walked in and I went straight to his stereo and turned on some music. I started dancing while he took a seat in front of me watching my every move, like a predator does his prey…I felt so sexy and in control. If it was possible I got even more turned on, and apparently so was he, judging by his.