The Masseuse (Erotica)

by MirageAudio360

Description

I'm a masseuse, and you're one of my best clients. It should've been just that. I'm a professional, after all. But damn if there hasn't always been some... tension between us. I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel it. And the way you look at me before you lie face down on my massage table... it gives me a hint on how you must feel, too. And then you start gasping a bit, start moaning a little when I touch you. God, I can't take it. I shove all professionalism aside and I begin to touch you more than any masseuse should. I know I shouldn't be doing this, but with the way you're purring and shifting your hips to arch against my fingers, how can I ever go back?