The massage parlor at Heathlands RG40 had been on Veronica’s radar for weeks. But she was never quite brave enough to take that plunge. The massage parlor had a reputation for being discreet and inviting, but Veronica was still hesitant. Still, the promise of a truly sensual experience made the temptation to visit irresistible.
After some contemplation, Veronica decided that it was finally time to take a chance. She booked an appointment at the massage parlor and nervously made her way to the front door. As soon as she stepped inside, a wave of relaxation hit her. It was as if she was welcomed in a sanctuary dedicated to soothing the soul.
Veronica was led to a private room that was dimly lit and warmly scented. Soft music was playing in the background, and there was a massage table in the center. Across the room was a chair and in the corner was a mini-bar with some refreshments.
Veronica removed her clothes, except for her panties, and took a seat in the chair. Her therapist, an attractive woman with a warm smile, washed her hands and draped a warm towel over her body before she began her massage.
Veronica let out a contented sigh as her therapist began working on her with slow, sensual strokes. Veronica’s body started to relax and she found herself melting into the massage. She felt as if every inch of her was being wrapped in a comfort cocoon as her therapist worked her magic.
The massage therapist moved her hands in circles, focusing on her back and shoulders, before she moved lower down. Veronica let out a gasp as the therapist massaged the tightness in her thighs and worked her way between her legs. She felt her muscles tense and a flush of heat settle over her skin.
The massage therapist kept up the sensuous touch, eventually working her way up to Veronica’s breasts. She cupped them in her hands and massaged the nipples between her fingertips before moving onto her neck.
Veronica found it hard to keep breathing. She felt as if each stroke was like an awakening of her senses and it was too much for her to handle. She closed her eyes and let go, allowing the therapist to take her on a journey of pleasure.
The massage therapist finished her massage with a few light strokes and then stepped away. She offered Veronica a glass of water which was greatly appreciated as Veronica had managed to forget she was even thirsty.
Veronica thanked the therapist and put her clothes on. As she walked out of the massage parlor, she felt like she had been on an emotional ride. She felt relaxed, energized and satisfied, but also that deep-seated ache for more.
Veronica was determined to come back for more, and to explore the massage parlor’s full potential. That day marks the first of many visits over the years, where Veronica is able to discover what true sensual pleasure feels like.