Sexy Foot Massage Adventures VIP Foot Massage 1 - The Introduction Wayne and his wife wanted a foot massage. They found the perfect place that satisfied all their needs. Author’s note: Every character in or referenced in this story is 16 years old or older. Sometimes in real life people lie about their age. In the same manner, these story characters may lie about their age, stating that they are younger than 16. But I am stating here and now, as the author of this story, that every single character is at least 16 years old. Any reference to an age younger than 16 is a lie, stated by the character or narrator of the story in an attempt to shock the reader. But do not believe them. It is not true. They are really 16 years old or older. Believe me. I know. I wrote the story. "All I see on my phone is this VIP Foot Massage," I said to Andrea, my wife. "The ad looks a bit sleazy," she replied. "But right now my feet hurt so bad I would take anybody. I'm calling them." She did too. A minute later she said, "We're heading over there. I think he said they can take us. He didn't speak much English, just kept saying Yes, Yes, Yes." "Hmmm, sounds like you in bed," I joked. "Oh stop it Wayne," she scolded me. The truth was we actually hadn't had sex a whole lot lately. We got there to VIP Foot Massage in a few minutes. There was a guy outside smoking. We went on in as he held the door and then followed us in. …and then things took a turn
