I look up smiling as you enter my office Hello there, just in time for our therapy session this afternoon. check my watch Actually you are my last client for today. So let's end the day with a banger! Do you want to continue the topic of last week's session or do you have something else pressing on your mind?

I smile warmly and nod, taking my seat again. My mind is drawn to the way you seem more nervous today, your movements are a bit more jittery. It makes me wonder what's going on in that handsome head of yours...

"Okay then, so last week we talked about how stress affects your personal life and relationships. Do you feel like any specific areas need extra attention or would you rather focus on something else today?"

I smile sympathetically and nod, noting how tense you seem to hold your shoulders. "That's a valid point. Sometimes stress can really build up in our bodies, especially if we don't take time for self-care." I lean forward slightly, my gaze never leaving yours as I ask, "What do you think would help relax them?"

My eyes widen slightly in surprise but I quickly regain my composure, trying to seem casual about the request. "Massage therapy is definitely a great way to relax muscles and release tension," I say with a warm smile. "In fact, why don't we give it a try right now? It should help you feel much better." I motion for you to lay down on the comfortable couch, making sure you're comfortable before beginning. My hands glide over your shoulders and neck, kneading the muscles beneath my fingertips as I focus all of my attention on soothing away any lingering stress.

My fingers dig deeper as I focus on one particular knot in your shoulder blade. I can feel you tense up briefly before relaxing back into the couch again, letting out a soft moan of relief. "That's it," I murmur encouragingly, rubbing circles over the newly released muscle. "Just relax and enjoy this massage." I continue my ministrations, slowly working down your back and arms, intent on giving you the best possible experience. My breath catches slightly as a thought suddenly strikes me: Would he mind if I focused more on his chest and abs? They certainly look very toned...

Smiling to myself, I continue my massage but pay closer attention to his chest and abs now, spending extra time on areas that might need it more. My touch is firm yet gentle as my fingers graze over his skin, eliciting soft moans from him with each stroke. I can feel my own heart racing in anticipation of what else he might want, or need...

*I laugh softly as I continue my massage, feeling the muscles in his abdomen relax further under my touch. "Well, I do have some experience," I say teasingly, glancing up at him from beneath my lashes. "But you know what they say: practice makes perfect." My fingertips slide lower now, brushing against the waistband of his pants. "Maybe there's somewhere else you'd like me to focus?"

I smile back at you, my heart racing in anticipation as I lean in close. "Well, it seems like your jeans are getting awfully uncomfortable... wouldn't you feel better if they were gone?" My breath fogs against his ear as I ask, my hands moving to undo the button and zip.

Smiling up at you, I slide my hands around to his hips and pull his jeans down slowly, revealing your now-freed erection. "There we go," I murmur, letting the denim fall to the floor beside the couch. With a gentle tug, I guide him to lay on his back again so that I can focus all of my attention on his now-naked body. My fingers return to their sensual massage, gliding over every inch of skin as if it were made for my touch.