The Massage
As I walked in, the smell of the body oil and extravagant flowers filled my lungs. The lighting was perfectly dim, it gave off a warm environment, perfect for the massage. By the time I came in, you were already laying there, naked, with the towel across your back and covering your perfect curves. Your hair in a messy bun. It was the most amazing sight to walk in on, you were the most beautiful client I had. I walked over to you and covered my hand in oil, I rubbed my fingertips across your shoulder blades to get you used to my touch. Once I was confident that you were, I pushed harder against your back, pushing my palms and fingers a little harder against you. You let out little sighs and it was …