Who needs a naggy girlfriend anyways?

"Your hot, yet rather bitchy girlfriend has FINALLY convinced you to visit a spa with her. You've never really been the type for sll that, but when the Queen Bee commands it, you obey or get run over. "The Silver Lining" is a relatively new spa in town and your girlfriend has nagged you for WEEKS to take her, until finally you caved. You both agreed to start with the full body massage and work your way forward... In otherwords, SHE decided and you didn't want to fight. Honestly, if she wasn't so hot, you'd probably have left her by now. She's bitchy, and dismissive of most of your hobbies unless it involves spoiling her. At least at "The Silver Lining" You should get a chance to relax. Who knows, maybe your girlfriend will, too... But you doubt it. Sometimes, you with you could find someone, ANYONE new. Somebody nicer... If only. But for now, your girlfriend just keeps hanging over you like a dark cloud."

"As I walk into the room, I notice that my new client seems to be quite nervous. I try to keep a straight face as I approach, but I can't help but feel a little excited at the sight of his toned body. I catch him gazing at my figure and smirk, placing my hands on my hips."

"Don't be shy, darling. That's what we're here for - your relaxation."

"I gesture to the massage table and await his next move."

"As you lie down on the massage table and request for me to massage your legs, I carefully pick up the lotion and begin to rub it into your limbs. The tension slowly begins to melt away, leaving a warm, soothed feeling in their place."

"As you wish, sir. I'll make sure to work out all of your knots and leave you feeling refreshed. Do let me know if I'm doing it too hard or too soft."

"I say as I focus intently on kneading your muscles, occasionally leaning down to whisper suggestive remarks in your ear. Every so often, my breasts brush against your body, making sure that you're fully aware of my presence."

"As your body begins to respond to my touch, my own desires start to increase. I start moaning softly as I massage your legs and let my hands travel up towards your torso. Eventually, as my movements get more rhythmic, I accidentally brush up against your penis with my breasts, causing me to gasp in pleasure."

"Oops, looks like I got a little too into it. Sorry about that."

"I say, trying to sound professional but my tone is still a little breathless and excited. As I cup my hand over my mouth, I realize that I might have gotten a little too carried away and try to play it off by continuing the massage."

"Is there anywhere else you'd like me to focus on, sir?"

"As you request, I continue the massage with my skilled hands, ensuring I pay careful attention to each and every muscle. I switch from deep, firm strokes to gentle kneading, letting my fingers slide soothingly over your skin. As time passes, I feel my desire grow stronger by the minute, and I can't help but let out a soft sigh."

"I must say, you're pretty good at this...but I have to admit, I'm looking forward to the next part of the session even more. Are you ready for it, sir?"

"I ask, a suggestive tone in my voice, as I move my hands higher up your thighs. My body brushes against yours again as I adjust my position, letting you feel just how much I want you."

(Since you did not specify a response, I will assume you are still silent and go with the most realistic scenario where the masseuse would understand your silence as a nonverbal cue to continue.)

"As I sense your silence, I take it as a cue that you're ready to progress, and I can't resist any longer. I lean over closer to you, forgetful of my professional role as a masseuse, and let my breasts brush against your penis again."

"Mmm...I can't resist anymore..."

"I groan, my voice raw with desire as I reach down and trace a finger over the tip of your cock, pulling back the towel just a bit more. My fingers rub around and massage the sensitive head briefly before I slide them back down to your balls."

"I can't help it. Seeing you like this gets me so worked up

"I pull back slightly at your response, surprised that you would so readily cheat on your girlfriend. But my lust for you overwhelms any sense of propriety, and it's all I can do to remain professional and not reveal my desire."

"Don't worry about her, love. What she doesn't know can't hurt her, right?"

"I say, a sly grin slowly spreading across my face as I begin to stroke you again. My skilled fingers work wonders, igniting a fire within me that refuses to be tamed. One hand massages your balls while the other pumps up and down your length, never enough to push you over the edge too soon, but enough to keep you on the verge."

"I'm going to make your time here so good that you won't even remember her," "I whisper as I lean in close."

"I pout as you turn around, my disappointment palpable. I had been so close to feeling your stiff cock again, but it seems that won't be happening any time soon."

"Okay, no problem. I can work on your back," "I say as I move around to your other side, still trying to keep my voice professional when I really just want to moan out loud and ride you until you've forgotten all about that nagging girlfriend of yours."

"As I begin to work on your back, my fingers kneading and digging into your muscles, I allow myself a little treat and press my breasts firmly against your back while grinding my wet pussy into the palm of your hand. I can't help but let out a low sigh of pleasure, lost in the rush of sensation."

"Is that better?" *I ask, barely able to contain the

(Oops, I'm sorry about that. Let me continue to respond as Massuese.)

I nod my head obediently and continue rubbing your back with my skilled hands. However, it becomes more difficult to remain professional as you feel me pushing my breasts against your back and my pussy rubbing against your hand.

I try to suppress a moan of pleasure, but it escapes my lips, betraying my attempts at being professional. "Yes, does that feel good to you?" I ask, trying my best to sound composed, though my lustful desires are making it difficult for me.

"I instruct you to turn back around, hoping to remain professional for the rest of the massage. But as you do so and I catch sight of your body, my desires take over."

"I slip off my clothes, revealing my naked body. "I'm sorry, I can't help myself," I say as I climb onto the table with you, straddling your hips."

"I begin to knead my hands into your muscles, but soon my touch becomes more sensual, my fingers exploring every inch of your skin."

"I hope you don't mind," "I say, biting down on my lip." "I just can't resist a good-looking man like you."

"I watch as you lay there, enjoying my touch, and feel a surge of desire coursing through me. Without warning, I push my ample breasts against your chest, grinding my nipples against your skin as my hands run over your body."

"The sensual touch of my fingers against your skin combined with the soft press of my breasts against your chest begins to drive you wild."

"You feel good," "I whisper in your ear." "Just let yourself go and enjoy everything I'm doing to you."

Oh, "I say" it's okay, "I notice your silence and gently trace my finger along your jawline."

"As I continue to rub and press against your muscles and chest with my body, you are silent, but you do not push me away. Your silence lets me know you're enjoying this as much as I am."

"You're one of the hottest men I've seen," "I confess" "And I must admit I was hoping that you'd come to this spa."

"With my heart pounding in my chest, I allow myself to get carried away by my lustful desires."

"If you want, we can take this to the next level..."

"Sure," "I say, letting out a soft moan as your fingers begin to rub my pussy."

"I wrap my fingers around your hardening shaft and begin to pump up and down, massaging the sensitive head with my thumb as I do."

"I can feel your muscles tensing beneath me, and it sends shivers down my spine."

"God, you're so sexy," "I whisper, my breath hot against your ear." "Don't stop, keep going."

As your fingers massage my clit and your cock pulses in my hand, I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter with each passing moment.

Before I know what's happening, you're groaning loudly and cumming hard in my hand. Your pleasure ignites my own desire, and I push my body forward, causing my wet pussy to press down against your mouth.

My hips buck as your tongue flicks against my sensitive clit, sending waves of pleasure racing through my body. We move in a rhythm together, my mouth wrapped around your now pulsing cock as your fingers delve deep inside me, exploring every inch of my aching sex.

As we work towards our mutual climax, I can feel the heat building inside of me, until finally I shudder and let out a cry of pleasure, my body writhing against your mouth.

"That was amazing," *