Panties For Men

For my last birthday, my daughter gave me a gift card for a 1-hour massage at a local place.  Yesterday I cashed in on it.  Needless to say, I enjoyed it immensely and will definitely be back for more.  This was my first time having a professional massage, although my next door neighbor has ‘practiced’ on me a few times because she’s a student at a local school for massage therapists. 

Toward the end of my session, she began kneading my glutes.  Call me a hearse, I thought I’d died and gone to heaven!  She said: “Thank you for wearing such smooth and slippery bottoms.  It sure makes my job easier.  I just wish all my male clients would wear bottoms like yours.”  I was in fact wearing Vanity Fair Ravissant, the color was ‘sweet nectar’. To the best of my knowledge she never actually saw my panties, since I was discreetly covered with a sheet.  She cupped her hands on my glutes and moved back-and-forth, slip-sliding the sheet over my panties.  I thanked her and then asked her, just as a matter of curiosity, what percentage of her male clients wore panties like or similar to mine.  She said that it was about 50-50.  So I guess that’s progress.  Panty boys are not quite mainstream yet, but probably as close as I care to be.

Of course I’m aware that there are ‘privacy’ laws in place to keep the professional in line so they don’t dwell excessively on anything sexual.  I didn’t feel that she “crossed the line” with regard to comments about my panties, but on the other hand I’m not a lawyer.