Free Blogger: STREET BLOWJOBS - STREETBLOWJOBS relaxing sounds of the beach drifted through the room as she slipped out and closed the door. I sat in a chair by the CD player and undid the laces in my polished black dress shoes and eased them off my feet. My socks came next, then I stood and pulled my blue polo top off and undid the button of my black pants and unzipped the fly. Stepping out of them I laid them over the chair and then pulled off my trunks and tossed them on top. It felt strange standing there naked in the small room, but it wasn't uncomfortable as the air was warm and the music relaxing and I was glad to be out of my work clothes. I grabbed the small white towel from the side table, folded in half as she'd told me and climbed up onto the massage table, twisting back to lay the towel over the cheeks of my arse and looking in the mirror directly behind me to make sure everything was covered. I saw I'd put it to high and that she would have been able to see quite a lot and, embarrassed at the thought, I adjusted it a lot lower. I then put my head face down into the hole in the table and closed my eyes.