Mans ideal day

Man’s ideal day
As a joke for my 17th birthday my friends bought me a voucher to have an hour at a beauty salon. I decided the obvious choice to go for would be a full body massage and called in to arrange it. I was at college at this time and single. I was 6 foot, average weight with styled blonde hair. I was also tanned due to recently returning from holiday in Spain!
I walked down to the beauty salon not sure what to expect. I went in and beautiful young girls welcomed me. Their attitude was flirtatious but in a classy way. They were all wearing white loose trousers and dark red shirts. There were a few other people in the salon. I was led up to a nice size room with a peaceful atmosphere- white walls, candles and calm music playing. I was told to remove all my clothes and lay on my front on the bed. I did this and I heard the door open.
“Hi, my name is Kelly, so full massage is it?” She asked as she lay a towel over my ass.
“Yes please.” I replied.
She began rubbing my shoulders, moving up and down my back. The feeling of this girl’s young hands on my skin made my cock and body tingle. I wasn’t too worried about getting hard though because I was laying face down. She continued this for about 10 minutes before moving onto my legs. She would rub closer and closer to my cock and then retreat to my feet!! It was getting really annoying because I was so desperate to just fuck this beautiful girl. She had wavy black hair, a natural looking tan, a cute face but a body like an hourglass with perfect size breasts pushing their way through her red shirt.
She told me she was finished my back and asked me to turn over. As I turned over with caution to my semi-erect penis, the towel got caught under my leg and my cock was exposed for a second to her. She gasped a little and I quickly turned red. She told me not to worry and that it wasn’t a big deal. Although embarrassed, I was a little turned on to think this beautiful girl just saw my cock. I was now on my back with a little white towel covering my modesty. She was massaging my thighs again and mentioned that I looked tanned but didn’t seem to have tanlines. I told her I didn’t know why and looked down. I noticed that the bulge under the towel was a good size and Kelly began looking further under the towel for my tan lines.