When I was in college, I minored in French. During one of the summers, I went on a one-month immersion to France and Africa with three other students and our professor. In France, we stayed at a nice resort which included a day spa. Our professor (50-year-old female) got several massages and said they were great and that we should try one, but warned the female students that she was n*** and the female massage therapist massaged her breasts. I wasn’t sure if I could go n***, so I decided to wear a black speedo I brought on the trip. I got into the massage room and she motioned for me to undress and lay on the table. To my surprise, she didn’t cover me with a towel and just started massaging me. I got thinking… If I had been n***, I would have been completely on display. Unfortunately, the thin fabric didn’t contain my arousal well and I was getting visibly hard. Then, two things happened… While on my back, she massaged from my stomach to my thigh in one fluid motion… UNDER the waistband of my suit and brushing my p**** aside. She proceeded to bump against me a few more times before I switched over onto my stomach. Massage continued normally until, without warning me, she pulled my suit down to expose my b***…and balls… And erect stuff… And massaged my b***. She went in between my b*** cheeks…. Rubbed my balls… And ran the length of my junk before continuing the massage. I have no idea, maybe that was some sort of invite for some extra services, but it caught me completely by surprise. It didn’t go any further than that, but I have always wondered if she was trying to make something happen. I’ll never know and it kills me.