I was visiting my neighbor friends last summer and Marty and I were drinking beer by the pool. Another couple came up (Brad and Tracy) that i didn't know, although I had heard their names before but could not remember where I did. During the visit, Tracy explained that she went to high school with my wife, so I thought that may be how I knew her name. But as we drank, she made several comments about my body and the shape I'm in, what I did to stay in shape, etc. I'm 51, but I'm told I look like I'm in my mid to late 30s. I explained that I worked out 4 days a week and never stopped after playing college ball 30 years ago. While we were talking they explained they had moved back into the area for Brad to help with his aging father. He was in construction and had found a crew to work with, but Tracy had not found a job. To help out, she was taking on clients for massages (before the move, she was a licensed masseuse but had taken other jobs for insurance purposes.). She asked if I ever got massages and I explained "not really". A few months pass by and I ran into them again at Marty's. Tracy mentioned needing clients again, so I agreed to come, took her number, made an appointment and told my wife about it. She seemed fine with it, except mentioning it might seem weird since she knew Tracy and we may run into them since they had moved back. The day of the appointment I called to get directions since she was doing the massages in their home. She met me at the door and walked me into the back bedroom where there was massage table an a couple of other tables and a chair. She told me to get ready and take off or leave on whatever I felt comfy with. So I stripped down to nothing and got under the heated towel and laid face down as instructed. At first, the massage seemed to be like the other one I had gotten. But at one point the towel was pulled up so high that I felt cold air on my butt cheeks. When she moved to the bottom of the table, she grabbed my feet and pulled my legs farther apart, and I was certain she could see my scrotum area. After she had worked on my back, she asked me to flip over (which was different than my previous massage). She grabbed the towel to hold it in place as I flipped, but she actually looked ever the towel as a flipped, and know she saw my complete package. She fixed the towel over me barely covering my pubic area. During the massage, her hands brushed against the towel, pushing it down even lower and I felt it slide half was down my cock, which was laying against my belly. She pulled it back up and never said anything. After the massage, she kept insisting I come back and she'd do a deep tissue. I never told my wife, but I did tell my friend Marty. Marty said something to his wife Lisa, only to find out that Tracy and Lisa had already talked about it. She apparently told Lisa that she'd seen several clients before, and that "it happens" at times, but that she admitted to holding the towel low and looking as I flipped over so she could see. Marty said Lisa told him that Tracy described my body in great detail. They agreed not to say anything to me or my wife, but when I told Marty he didn't want to lie to me. Now we've been around Marty, Lisa, Brad, and Tracy several times and everybody knew she'd seen me naked. I finally felt I had to tell my wife. I was sure she'd blow a gasket, but she didn't. She wasn't happy about it, but was more upset that I nor Lisa had told her. I won't be going back and we've not been around any of them since since I told my wife (due to COVID).