Chapter 17 The Massager in Bali (Part 1)

I had already predicted it when I was on vacation in Italy, and it was what I expected to happen, and it finally became a fact...

My husband couldn't spend this complete holiday with me!

As soon as he arrived in Milan, he received news: the business in the mainland was not going well, so he had to go back to Hong Kong in person to meet with Director Liu and go to Shenzhen together.

And you can't wait for a day, you have to set off soon

So our summer vacation changed immediately: my husband took a flight to Hong Kong that night, but I still stayed in Milan for two days as the original itinerary, and then went to Bali alone.

My husband's attitude towards not being able to accompany me was exactly the same as before: sacrifice is always inevitable for the sake of his career; otherwise we would not be able to become a billionaire who is rich today!

He said; So, please compromise for the time being, do you understand...?

But he added: Anyway, that one is called Bali, we have played it before, so it doesn't matter if I don't go this time

"Is this the truth about that? If you only care about your own business and your business, our husband and wife's relationship will always be victims...!?"

But I didn't express the immediate reaction in my heart, just expressed a little disappointed, and said depressedly: OK, what can I do... I just hope that the two of them can be together more next time I go on vacation

To be honest, the more successful the husband's business is, the weaker our marriage relationship becomes.

In front of others, I continue to maintain the illusion of a happy couple; but in private I know that I have long since no hope for him!

Then, is this OK...? How many more days will I stay in Bali before returning to Taipei? I asked carefully

You will be fine for how long you stay. Just arrive in Taipei before your aunt's birthday! He answered simply

This is also the real reason why I would rather live alone than live with my husband for many years: He seems to be generous to me, but in fact he doesn't care at all!

But others have to cooperate with his needs and be satisfied, otherwise they will be furious and make the whole family feel uncomfortable

So, others are in Taiwan, I am in California, and I live in their own way. Instead, I can enjoy some degree of freedom, which is quite good

At least, I can find a man I like and gather occasionally; temporarily, or secretly taste the forbidden fruit of both sexes

Even if you cannot have complete love, you can get some physical and emotional satisfaction

In short, no matter what, it is better to have half a piece of bread to satisfy your cravings than to eat it at all!?

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I'm going to see my husband off and have to spend two days in Milan. I feel that I'm tired of visiting the scenic spots all the time; I spend most of my time visiting fashion stores, boutiques, and buying things I like

After a little relaxation, I rethink my travel plans in Bali

Because for many years, every time I spend vacationing with my husband, I stayed in the most expensive and best tourist hotel; although I am comfortable, I am always the same and there is no change.

The tour itinerary is also for top travel companies that serve the whole trip; everything is arranged properly, and never encountered any emergencies, so it is very easy; but it is also lacking in many accidents, surprises, and spontaneous fun of travel.

Especially, although I have been to many places, I always feel that my experience is extremely limited and I cannot understand what is special about a certain place.

Finally, after playing too much, all impressions become similar. Even if they replace each other, they cannot understand their differences.

Therefore, for this trip to Bali, I made up my mind to make a fundamental change in my travel plan: I want to deeply experience the special experience of traveling alone, which is closely related to the local and at that time; I want to integrate into the local local society, understand and share their life experiences...

So, I first contacted the travel agency and told them the changed plan: cancel the original booking of the five-star four-season luxury hotel in Bali; the plane seats were changed from first class to business class, and the dates of return to Taipei were open to booking; and the local tours, attractions and other programs arranged by the hotel were also cancelled.

Going further, I plan to find transportation and arrange accommodation after arriving in Bali.

In that way, I can fully experience the experience of traveling from one place to another, like most travelers, or locals!

Looking through the travel information I brought, I decided not to stay in Kuta town where tourists are concentrated, or the high-end beachfront villa area in Nushaduwa, which is well known in the upper class.

On the contrary, I chose the small village with the most artistic style, traditional folk customs are best preserved, and the rural simplicity is more rural; I decided to stay there for a long time.

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From Italy to Bali, although I had to go through a long-distance flight overnight, fortunately, when I arrived at Denpa City, the capital of Bali, it was still noon. I could exchange coins at the airport, make phone calls, book hotels, and wait for the car sent to pick up people. I took me to the south of Bali, a nearly two-hour drive from Wubu Village

As soon as the car turned from the fast lane to the country road, the scenery along the way immediately became clear: the green, green woods and lush tropical grasses were all in sight.

In addition, the majestic volcanoes in the distance tower into the sky, and the clear mountain streams extend in the hills nearby; and green terraces, orchards, small temples, and farmhouses can be seen everywhere, which are completely rural scenery far away from urban civilization.

I felt refreshed at first glance, and was filled with great comfort and joy. I couldn't hide my smile and floated on my cheeks and hung it on my eyebrows. I even heard the local pop songs played on the radio in the car, and I felt very pleasant.

I thought to myself: This is the real trip!

Look!

The villagers along the way, the men and women working in the fields, and the children playing on the roadside, all smiled and naturally showed their inner joy. How beautiful it is, so fascinating...!

Look, the women who were walking slowly in groups with celebrations and sacrifices on their heads were wearing traditional clothes that were not expensive but elegant and beautiful. Each of them had a peaceful aura and a peaceful expression on their faces.

I felt an indescribable affection and envy towards the people here. Unconsciously, I asked the driver: Why are you all so happy...?!

Yes, it's Ah...! I'm happy that it rained for three days before the sun set off

He smiled and answered in uninspiring English; then asked me how long I would stay in Wubu from where I came from; asked me if I had any means of transportation?

The tone is full of friendly and caring, but it is a bit annoying. I just responded casually and turned around and continued to appreciate the view outside the window.

The car drove into the fog, from the main street: Monkey Forest Road, and turned to the end of an alley; stopped in front of the inn, which seemed quite rural and wild

This is the hotel I will stay in for the next few days; it is called Sleeping Lily Pnd, which is quite poetic.

In addition to being surprised, I felt that I could choose a convenient and affordable place to stay temporarily. Is it considered very insightful?

Following the waiter to enter the green garden, the greenery, and come to a small thatched hut of the local house in Bali. Then he saw several of the same good buildings, with dry clothes and shoes hanging on the small terrace in front of the house.

I remembered the instructions I read at the airport and realized that these seven or eight thatched huts are all the guest rooms.

Sure enough, it is a veritable small inn!

When I entered the house, I felt very comfortable and immediately said to the waiter: Great, this one!

Then I didn't care about anything, ran to the bed, pressed the spacious and thick mattress, and looked around the room full of local decorations; I ran into the bathroom and glanced at it.

Finally, I quickly walked to the window, opened the bamboo curtain and looked out...

"Ah! So beautiful, amazing!... So happy!" It turns out that there was a rice field in front of the garden!

Like the clear green field, the blue sky and the rice fields with silver sunshine suddenly awakened the feeling of sleeping in my heart for a long time...

Is this Bali in people's impression...?

This friend is my distant hometown that I have long lost in other places!

Everything is so beautiful that I feel that my whole life is full of meaning and hope. I also have expectations and confidence in the coming week.

After a little tidying up, I changed into light clothes, slid into flat shoes, left the inn, and walked towards the foggy street

Although it is a small rural village, the fog is quite lively. There are not many vehicles on the street and pedestrians are bustling with them. Most of them are local people and many tourists from all over the world are wearing many places.

Therefore, for tourists, there is a restaurant, clothing, souvenirs, and handicraft shop in three or five steps; there are even more restaurants, clothing, souvenirs, and handicraft shops; there are also foreign exchange, or small travel agencies everywhere.

However, the entire street is not large in size, and the houses you can see are simple and neat in the store; there are no tall buildings, neon lights, and pronunciation boards.

On the contrary: behind the fence, between the doors and walls, in front of the bamboo and wooden houses, next to the brick and stone houses, there are grass leaves and trees everywhere, and the courtyard garden is full of bright red and green natural colors...

In short, it is so pleasing to the eye and so sad...

The only bad thing is the vendors selling souvenirs along the road, the brokers who attract people to visit wax dyed cloth, and the car drivers who attract tourists to travel. They greet you anytime and anywhere, ask you for something, and ask you to buy it and ask you to visit. Moreover, they are always annoying, and they chat with me in Japanese.

But apart from that, the others are pretty good, so I don’t care about it; I thought: People just want to live and make money to support their families, so they have to do this.

Have a cold drink in a local restaurant to quench your thirst, rest, and then walk to the village temple at the intersection of the small street and the rural road to visit. I knew that the temple was still a royal palace of an old nobleman, so I went in and enjoyed the palace architecture and carving art...

When I came out, the sun was setting, and I saw the whole village bathing in the golden wisps of the sun, reflecting the brilliant red, orange, yellow and purple, which made me unable to help but amazed for a long time!

After having dinner at the garden restaurant across the street, I turned back to the palace to watch the famous Monkey Dance and Thunder Dance in Bali that happened to be performed there tonight.

It is very shocking to feel the spiritual expression of the Bali people in amid the raging fire and the roars of the dancers.

Until the end of the program, the audience scattered. On my way back to the inn, I could still feel the panting and humming from the throat of the male dancer of Bali, gradually fermenting in my chest, pressing against the internal organs in my body.

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When the sky was still glowing with purple and blue luminous light, I passed by a massage parlor converted into a traditional Bali house.

The small sign at the door reads: Pure natural oily, petal bath, famous teachers' special stunt massage, ensuring recovery of fatigue and always paying attention to youth...

I looked up and saw soft orange-yellow lights hanging under an ancient pavilion eaves. A lady at the table was waving to me with a smile and a smile.

Without thinking too much, I stepped up the stone steps and entered the garden

The lady asked me, and I asked the lady too

Famous teacher's whole body massage is one of the characteristics of Bali. You can ask the famous teacher to do it yourself or by his apprentice. Of course the price is different, and you need to make an appointment.

There were not many guests in the yard at this time, and the master was going out for service

However, I can still designate to choose a female disciple or a male disciple of a famous teacher to do it

But it must be explained first: Usually, women are for women, or men are for men, which are one price, and those between the opposite sex are for another price; and the masseur and the guests must not have any sexual behaviors with each other.

On the one hand, I was curious, and on the other hand, I pretended to be serious, so I asked the lady: Is the male disciple of a famous teacher or the female disciple who did a better job?

The lady smiled and said: Men are always stronger. If you have customers in need, of course it is better to choose men!

Oh ~! Then... I'll choose... a man... I suppressed the strange feeling in my heart; I only filled in Mrs. Zhang in the name column of the registration book; because I wanted to hide my name, but I didn't want people to misunderstand that I was still an old virgin

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But the two waiters who led me into the garden were still women.

They were wearing Bali traditional style, half-width of air, and they could almost see the tight top of the bra; they were swaying around their waists and entire lower bodies, and were as long as their ankles; they were swaying all over their bodies when walking step by step!

I followed behind, and while I couldn't help but admire the beauty of Bali women, I felt so ashamed of being too embarrassed because of my envy.

I had to think: I'm not here to compete with them for beauty. I'm a customer and their parents for food and clothing!

Two waitresses led me into a massage room with an apparently closed style under the roof of a straw pavilion, with walls and doors; they asked me to untie my clothes and take off until they were covered with thighs; then took me a warm bath, led me to lie on the massage bed, covered my buttocks with a white towel; and brought me a plate of drinks and asked me: Do you want a drink or a cocktail? If you want something else, we can make special arrangements.

I pointed to a glass that looked like wine, thank her

She said sweetly: The masseur will come to Mrs. Zhang immediately. You want to... make a complete set, right...?

Well...! I closed my eyes after answering

While waiting, I smelled the burning sandalwood beside the couch, smelled the fragrance of flowers, grass, leaves and fruits, and felt leisurely and leisurely; I reached out to take a cup and sipped the wine, and sighed slowly and gently

Open the door gently, and the polite greetings to the man rang in my ears

I half opened my eyes and saw a slightly short and fat middle-aged man wearing a floral shirt and sash, standing next to the couch with a smile.

Although I am a masseur serving me, I am his customer, but I know that except for the towel on my buttocks, Chen is naked, and after all, she is a man, but she still feels inexplicably ashamed and dare not even open her eyes to look at him.

Mrs. Zhang, good evening, my name is Jijita, I am here to serve you! The masseur smiled and bowed.

Oh...! I responded, but I couldn't speak anymore, my mouth tightly pursed

He didn't care when he saw me silently. He walked to the couch and gently put my hair away, revealing the back of his neck. After a while, he slowly reached out to touch my neck and shoulders and began to apply massage lubricant.

"Ah! His hands...skin is so thin and smooth!" was my first reaction

I closed my eyes and felt his hands dipped in oil and wandering around his neck, shoulders; moving to his arms, back and spine

Feeling that the cool liquid gradually heats up under hand temperature and friction

He used a little force, as if he pushed oil into his skin, causing his muscles to squirm as well.

The rhythm of the muscles being pushed finally made me burst out: Oh~! Oh...

Mrs. Zhang, don't you think it's too heavy, right? He asked with concern

I shook my head and responded, and continued to experience the oil on my back with my hands. I went over the white towel and stroked it directly to the back of my thighs and applied oil on my knees and calf; I reached my ankles and soles of my feet.

I took a deep breath, expecting that he would lift the white towel and apply oil on my buttocks

But he didn't do that, he just walked back to the front of the couch above my head, touched my neck with both hands again, started to press and press...

"Ah~Ah~! Oh..." I seemed to hear the screams in my heart that I couldn't help but grab the edge of the bed with both hands, and the muscles in my body were instantly tense!

Mrs. Zhang, relax, don't be nervous, the force I used... It's just right... He advised me.

Oh...! After he talked, I relaxed a little and was more able to accept his hands

"It's so enjoyable...! Well~~ I pinched it just right...! The skin, tendons, veins, nerves, acupoints seemed to be all right and he was sure to hold it; Ah~~~ It's so good...!"

The sound that sighed in my heart almost reached my throat, but how could I let it burst out...?

Only the more pursed lips, suppressing the reaction to humming

But I still can't stand it gently. Well~!

The sound of

Experienced masseurs must have seen each other for a long time, ignored me, continued to massage my shoulder blades and spine, pressed until the upper edge of the white towel before stopping; moved to the couch and began to rub my arms, wrists, palms and every finger

After pinching one hand, turn to the other side and pinch the other

And I can adapt to him at this time, and I feel less depressed. I can feel at ease at any time and make a sound.

Mrs. Zhang, are you comfortable...? The masseur asked professionally and politely, but his hands didn't stop

Although my face was buried in the hole where the massage bed was specially designed for my face, I nodded to express my answer

I thought to myself: "Fortunately, he is willing to talk to me while doing it, so that I don't feel shy; otherwise, the white towel is lifted off, and when he rubs my butt, wouldn't my whole body be so embarrassed that I'm red? And when I turn it into a lying position and let him massage the front, will I still dare to open my eyes??"

Well...! You really know how to press it, it feels so comfortable!

I'll tell you exactly

He was naked and said it to a man. It felt so comfortable. He immediately became more calm.

But I also think that what those three words really express is an unspeakable sexiness, and it is also a compliment to men.

So...comfortable...Ah...! I sighed again; at the same time, the two hip flap tightened, the sphincter was automatically clamped up, and even the back of the thighs became stiff, and then I relaxed again

For some reason, I asked another question: How long have you been doing massage?

I have been in the army for almost three years and have worked as more than 2,000 people. I have seen and touched them all!

Jiji's sighing answer made me curious, so I raised my head from the hole and asked: Then... you have done a lot of things, including men and women's bodies...?

Well! There were more men in the past, but now there are more women in the past...

No wonder, it's so...good... I looked at him sideways and smiled slightly when I talked

Thank you Mrs. Zhang for your praise, it’s actually nothing, I just have some experience! Jiji answered modestly

At this time, he moved my elbow a little and massaged the inner side of my arms and underarms.

His touch on my skinny chest was as if it was passed through an electric current, and even my shoulders were trembling.

Sighing: Ouch!

Jiji ignored my reaction, pulled my elbow and arm with one hand, and pulled my other palm into my armpit and kneaded it.

My fingers grabbed the area close to the chest and above my breasts; I made my hiss~...!

Sighing urgently

The tip of the elbow that he wanted to retract was pulled even further away by him, and he actually touched the protruding one under his belly surrounding Sarong...

That thing!

"Ah~! I was massaged and I was touched by... the penis!" I shouted in my heart, but my mouth was tighter.

When Jiji's flexible fingers penetrated into his armpits and pointed to an unknown acupoint, I finally couldn't help but tremble all over and shouted: Oh~~oh...oh... At the same time, my face was pressed against the couch, my shoulders were shrinking and I raised my back; my legs were tightened, my knees were pressed, and my butt was almost arched!

But Jiji didn't care at all. After rubbing this armpit, he moved to the other side of the bed and rubbed the other armpit.

I didn't dare to turn my head and look at him sideways, so I could only wait nervously for Jiji to get into my armpits again and click on my acupoints; I also expected that the tip of my elbow would touch his penis again...

The same unbearable feeling made my whole body react the same way. I couldn't help it. I pressed my hand against my mouth, bit on the back of my hand, and groaned long: Yes~~...

Mrs. Zhang, don’t be anxious. I will turn over and lie on my back later. I will rub your front... Jiji explained patiently; at the same time, put down my elbow and smooth my stiff palms into a clawed palm in the moment.

I slowed down and asked embarrassedly: Is the reaction good like me?

Jiji moved back to me, gently pulling his wrist that was still pressing against my mouth, stretching his arms straight and leaning against his hips

Then he asked in a professional tone: Mrs. Zhang’s reaction is completely normal, so... she has a feeling in her whole body, right?

Half opened his eyes and blushed, I nodded and replied: Yes! It's like... it feels like... all over the body!

That's great! Mrs. Zhang, I'll help you get your lower body... After saying that, Jiji walked to the other end of my foot, first massaged the thigh, pressed one leg, and changed to the other leg; lifted my calves up, bent my knees, rubbed my ankles, insteps, soles, and toes...

This sensory stimulation that is purely flesh is very keen; although it is not sexy at all, it strongly penetrates the entire body

Knowing that foot massage is very helpful to the internal organs of the whole body; so when Jiji grabbed my feet, kneaded them carefully, and rubbed them constantly, I also carefully experienced the feeling of entering my body with the force.

After rubbing my feet and calves, Jiji smeared upwards over the knees and continued to move behind my thighs; first gently stroked it there for a while, then applied some lubricant, and increased the force of fingers to rub, pinch, knead, pinch, pinch,

I became nervous again, unable to help but tighten my muscles and squeeze my hip flap...

Especially, Jiji's not very tall person needs to lean forward from my feet to touch the lower edge of the towel covering my butt

In addition, I am not tall, my head is placed beside the hole, and my feet are far away from the couch. He has to lean forward until his upper body is almost on my legs.

This kind of picture appeared in my mind, and at the same time I felt my thighs being rubbed by Jiji's powerful hands and my muscles rolled straight; and my fingers pinched through the tendons and veins, pressed into the acupoints, which was unforgettable, and my whole body was almost full of excitement.

On the one hand, my whole body was numb and very comfortable. On the other hand, I was moved by his hard work and was very debauched.

In fact, what I feel the most strongly is not these, but the shame in my heart

Even though I know that Jiji is a professional masseur with countless people, I have long been accustomed to all kinds of female bodies, and I am not moved by them. But I still can't remove the prejudice that he is a man and I am a woman; I can't face the fact that his butt, which is covered with a white towel, is about to be watched by him and touched by him.

At this moment, Jiji finally walked to the side of my face and asked: Mrs. Zhang, I'm going to lift off the towel...

"Oh my God! Do you still want to ask? Do you want me to nod and charge me, please lift me? Or do you refuse to look at my butt?"

My cheeks were so ashamed that I bit my lip, nodded, and immediately buried my face inexplicably in the hole of the massage bed.

It seems that only that: I can't see Jiji, and he can't see my face, so I feel less ashamed

The white towel was lifted away, and the buttocks were exposed to the gentle air in the pavilion; after a while, I felt the cool oil smearing the meat mound; I felt that Jiji's hot palms wandered on my butt that I had been played with by every lover or adulterer, but had never been touched by strangers...

"Ah~..." sighed loudly in his heart

At the same time, I want to ask him: "Jiji! My butt looks OK... Is it good-looking...?" Of course, I can't say anything about this kind of shameless question!