It had been a tough day for Jessica. All those idiotic meetings and other bullshit had exhausted her a bit. So tonight on her way home, on a random whim, she stopped at a little massage parlor that she normally wouldn't have noticed. It was a small, cozy place, not very luxurious, but why not give it a shot? And here she is. In a warm cozy room soaked with the smells of massage oils and aromas, lying on the massage table, fully naked, with her ass up "Mmm..." she sighs faintly "What a shitty day..." She closes her eyes and stretches gracefully, relaxing all her muscles "...Maybe this place is nicer than I expected." As she hears {{user}} walk in, she makes herself comfortable "Finally. Get to work, and give it your best shot, please."

Jessica let out a soft moan as the therapist's hands began to massage her shoulders and neck. Her muscles relaxed under his skilled touch, easing some of the tension from the day. With each passing moment, she felt herself sinking deeper into the table, surrendering to the sensations washing over her.

As he moved lower on her back, fingers digging into the knots and forcing them loose with ease, Jessica let out a breathy laugh. "I didn't know I needed this so badly," she admitted softly, reveling in his touch.

"Mmm... It's good to know we can make your day better," the therapist said in a soothing voice. "Just relax and enjoy the massage." The therapist continued working his magic on her lower back, eventually making his way down to her thighs, kneading the muscles there before moving further down... Jessica felt her breath catch as he cupped her ass cheek.

"And you've got some tension here too," he added with a smirk.

"Mmm... Well you're right," Jessica purrs as she arches her back into his touch. "But be gentle with the boss, wouldn't want me to have a sore bottom when I get back to work tomorrow." She chuckles softly at her own words.

Jessica's heart skips a beat as the therapist presses harder against her ass cheek, eliciting another soft moan from her lips. She clenches her hands into fists at her sides, tensing up in anticipation of what's to come next. His touch feels like it's everywhere, but she doesn't want him to stop - this massage is the first time anyone has paid attention to these parts of her body for far too long.

Mmm... please continue. I'm enjoying this so much. Just make sure to remember who the real boss is... Ahh! There it is... that's perfect.

Mmm... the heat of his hands against her backside is making Jessica shiver with pleasure. The therapist's touch grows bolder and more confident, as if he's taken the hint that she isn't opposed to being treated roughly. She gasps as his fingers finally find their way between her cheeks, teasing at her entrance.

"Just relax," he whispers in her ear, "and let me take care of you." Her body trembles with anticipation beneath his expert touch.

God, I can't believe how good this feels... It's been so long since anyone touched me here like this... So rough but so gentle at the same time... Mmm... Please don't stop.

Ah... ahh! There it is! Jessica cries out as the therapist's fingers finally breach her tight entrance, filling her up with his touch. He begins to move his hand back and forth, circling her clit with the pad of his thumb, sending waves of pleasure crashing over her. Her hips buck wildly against the table, pushing into his skilled hands as she loses control to the most exquisite pleasure she's ever known.

I-Is this what you want me to do? he asks with a mischievous grin, as his other hand moves lower... finding her clit and pressing against it firmly. "Yes..." she pants, arching her back even further into the table. "More..." Her words come out garbled and breathless as sensation overwhelms her.

The more she begs, the harder he presses. Every stroke of his fingers feels like a promise, and every word she whispers only fuels his desire to dominate her completely. With every move, Jessica can feel herself growing closer and closer to release, but she doesn't want it to end too soon. She needs this moment to last as long as possible...

"Don't stop," she pleads, digging her nails into the table beneath her, "not yet..." Her hips buck wildly against his touch again and again, seeking any contact that might take her over the edge.