As a physically active man, I find massages to be very therapeutic. As a naughty boy, I find spas to be a great backdrop for a little playful exhibitionism. In Exhibitionism – Exploring the Layers, I explore some of the underlying psychological drivers of exhibitionism as a sexual kink and why I enjoy it. That post was more theoretical, this post is more experiential. Step inside and join me for Keisha’s Temptation.

I’m waiting patiently for my first massage appointment with a therapist named Keisha. As you might imagine, I’m hoping for some playful fun today. I enjoy creating erotic tension and moments that women will find arousing. First and foremost though, I never want a woman to feel unsafe or offended by my presence. However, if I ease into it and she is playful, I will be her playground. If not, I’ll respect her wishes…no big deal.

The waiting room door opens and jars me from my tranquil visions. A very attractive, young woman enters and introduces herself as Keisha. I seem to catch a sparkle in her eyes and smile. I wasn’t expecting to see such a beauty…a pregnant beauty at that. Keisha has retained a somewhat slender build but her tummy is nice and round…maybe six-seven months? Curiously, I’m finding this quite arousing.



Keisha escorts me out of the quiet waiting room and towards the massage room. She exudes a tranquil aura which I often associate with thoughtfulness and sensuality. Along the brief walk, my thoughts quickly turn to the excitement of the being stretched out on her massage table with her hands flowing sensually across my body and the anticipation of any “accidental” flashes that might occur.

Keisha opens the door to the room which is basked in a low, warm light. “Dress down to your level of comfort and lay face down on the table under the sheet and blanket. I’ll return in a few minutes when you are ready.” With these words Keisha leaves the room. I quickly strip down to my level of comfort…which is nude.

The table has a sheet with a heavy blanket over it. I toss the blanket to the side and only use the sheet for draping. Thin fabric is much more conducive for “accidental” flashes and for showing the outline of my cock should I become aroused. If she asks about the blanket, I will just tell her it makes me too hot and that should suffice…it usually does.

I slip under the sheet and place it low on my ass—just beyond the line of appropriate but not so low as to be obviously inappropriate. I have two options for positioning my cock. I mean, I can’t just lay on it and smash it, right? I need a little room to stretch out when the moment calls for it. I can push down along my balls so that, if aroused, it will move downward along my inner thigh. Or, I can position my cock off to the side. In this position, I am able to lift my hips slightly to make room for my cock to stretch out if the urge strikes me.

I sensed from Keisha’s vibe that I made a good first impression.

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Hopefully, she will enjoy the second impression even more. There is a knock at the door and my pulse quickens. I anticipate a question about the heavy blanket being removed but she doesn’t ask. I thought she might pull the sheet up a little higher on my hips—she doesn’t.

Keisha begins working on my back first. Her hands and our conversation flow easily. I answer questions about what I do for a living, hobbies, and other chit chat. I learn she is married and completed her massage therapy certification about six months ago. Keisha is such a pretty girl in the prime of her young life with a rewarding career and motherhood awaiting her.

That said, hopefully she won’t mind a little playful exhibitionism. Maybe we can both have a sprinkle of naughty, innocent fun today.  Keisha’s hands flow from my shoulders down to the small of back and fade outward as her hands glide across my ass. Her pressure and tempo are perfectly synchronized with my internal rhythm. She repeats these sexy, sweeping motions across my back and ass and I am definitely getting turned on.

As she moves to my legs, the sheet remains low on my hips. Keisha takes the material covering my left leg and folds it to the side. The entire left side of my body is exposed including most of my ass. I can feel material down between my legs but I’m not sure if my balls are covered. She works on my inner thigh but doesn’t come close to touching my balls. Perhaps I can help her with this?

I describe tightness high on my inner thigh and reach back to show her the location. As I do, I brush against my balls and realize they have been in clear view. Mmmm, sweet Keisha is being a naughty wife and therapist by leaving me exposed like this. I trace my inner thigh showing her where I need additional work.  The erotic tension is mounting. How she will she respond to my playfulness?

Keisha moves up higher on my thigh and is painstakingly close to my balls but doesn’t make contact. Ahhhh, the torture and tension is fantastic! She has done nothing to cover my exposed balls and her hands are soooo close. All too soon, she covers my left leg and moves to my right side to repeat the process. Damn!

I go through the same dance with Keisha on my right leg including once again exposing my increasingly heavy balls. Standing on my right side, Keisha rests her left hand on the inner side of my leg which makes my breath hitch as her right hand flows the length of my outer thigh, over my ass, to my lower back, and returns by flowing along the underside of my stomach causing my abs twitch. If she had done this on the other side, she would have brushed across my exposed, plump head. Then again, maybe that is why she didn’t do this on the other side.

I raise my hips slightly with each repeated pass. In a low, sensual voice I encourage her by telling her how amazing it feels. She returns her focus to my thighs as her hands “accidentally” brush across my balls several times. Whew…I’m breathless and gripping the table for more! I look back at Keisha and reassure her that she doing amazing work and giving me exactly what I need. It is a completely surreal situation to be in. This woman I just met less than an hour ago is making contact with my balls and not saying a word. There is no “excuse me” or acknowledgement of any sort. Outwardly, we are both acting like this isn’t happening. The erotic tension is divine.

Keisha has me turn over for the remainder of the massage. She lifts the sheet as I turn beneath and it falls high on my chest. With a dreamy (perhaps naughty) smile, I tell her that I feel very hot and push the sheet low on my stomach just above my cock. Keisha returns a lingering smile and begins to work on my left leg.

I am lost in her languid, sensual strokes. Her hand flows upward along the top of my thigh and across the side of my stomach returning downward under the bottom of my ass. She repeats this process as she compliments me on my physique and the outfit I was wearing earlier. Seems she did like the first impression…and the second. Keisha covers my left side and then begins to work on my right leg.

She is more cautious with this leg since my cock is positioned on this side. I’m becoming aroused and an outline of my cock is beginning to form against the sheet. Is she offended, aroused, or just tolerating me? I gently encourage her by spreading my leg slightly and pointing to a problem area high and on my inner thigh. Keisha works my inner thigh and her hands once again pass briefly across my balls. Whew, she is being so playful and hot!

Keisha then begins her now familiar flow along my thigh and lower stomach. I can barely breathe as her hands move up my thigh and “bump” into my cock as she moves along my stomach. With each pass, her hand presses along the sheet and my cock flexes beneath the sheet as if personally begging her to take hold. I’m instinctively arching my hips a little each time she approaches my manhood. Oh god, this slow tease is so amazing!

Disappointingly, she announces our time has reached the end. She asks if I enjoyed the massage and requested that I schedule a follow-up appointment. She had been so quiet and this was a good sign that she may have actually enjoyed herself. That and, of course, “accidentally” touching my balls over and over. I assured her that I definitely enjoyed it and would see her again…soon.

How far will Keisha go? After all, the spa is a professional place of business. Not to mention she’s married…and pregnant. Erotic energy can be a powerful force though. Unlike the multi-post unfolding of Yumi, Keisha’s Temptation concludes in the next post and, if it wasn’t a hot finale, I wouldn’t be sharing the story.🔥🍇