Chapter 200 My Best Friend's Wife::5

• It's Friday night. I am at a barbecue at my friend Derek's house along with other guests. The men are socializing with drinks in hand around the fire. After the usual rugby talk, the topic soon turns to women. Jacques, one of the guys, starts teasing. "I wish I had such a nice job as our friend, Jason here. He plays with other people's wives and girlfriends all day and then he calls it work. And he gets paid for it! Lucky dog!" Everyone agrees. I'm a freelance architect by profession, but I also 'freelance' as a masseur. I am single and live alone in a big house. I have converted part of the house into a massage parlor. Most people find my combination of occupations very strange.
• A few years ago I worked on an architectural project in Japan as part of an exchange student program for my Masters. The people with whom I was staying ran a massage parlor from their home. I have learned a tremendous amount about the art of massaging from Hiroyuki, my host, and even helped out with many massage sessions to compensate in part for my boarding and lodging. I enjoyed it tremendously and decided to try it here in South Africa. The men here think it's wonderful and that it is an inexhaustible source of naked women and steamy sex sessions. If only it were true! But let them believe what they want.
• "Jason, maybe you should take Jessie for a session." says Derek, our host. "She's become such a prude lately and is incredibly uptight. Do you think you can do something for her? "