Dolly Poll: Would you treat your man to a 'massage'?

I'm going to try really hard to avoid double entendres here, and I think I've failed already. Over on Momlogic, a blogger writes about how she basically nagged her bloke into getting a 'happy ending' - and we're not talking about holding hands and singing We Are The World as the credits roll, here.

After much mocking for having a massage without going 'all the way' he finally rang her up after a session and said, oh man, "Fresh pepper?" And how they laughed. Well, sometimes an orgasm is just an orgasm, and there's a sense in which it doesn't matter if it's a happy ending masseuse, a life-partner or a complicated futuristic orgasm machine doing the stimulating. Certainly the momlogic blogger seems delighted with the situation. But would you be?

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