The 1970's in the San Francisco Bay Area was the Golden Age of Massage Parlors. You could get a topless massage (the masseuse) and a handjob on a good day for $10.00. I was single, horny most of the time and doing hard physical labor. What better way to relax, but with a sauna, massage and handjob. On one occasion, the masseuse was a very nice older woman. She started me out on my back (not the norm) and proceeded to give me a sensuous and toe-curling handjob. I asked if her this sequence wasn't a little unusual. She said, you're young, you won't have any trouble coming twice once I'm through with you, and in the meantime, you'll be more relaxed for the rest of the massage. She was right, of course and she finished me off with a second, even more intense orgasm. I should have made her my "go to" masseuse, then and there, but there were so many parlors to explore. I actually met a woman I dated for quite some time in a massage parlor. She quit working there when we started dating BTW.