It had been a long day, and the thought of a massage was calling to him like a Siren’s song. He pulled into the parking lot of the massage parlor, and he felt his heart quicken in anticipation. He had heard good things about the place, and he was eager to give it a try.
The outside of the parlor was immaculate, and the sign in the window said that the place was open until 11 PM. He had just enough time to get a massage before heading home for the night. He had no idea what kind of masseuse he would find inside, or what kind of massage he could expect.
He opened the door and stepped inside. The interior was just as exquisite as the exterior had been. The walls were painted a deep shade of red, and soft music was playing from unseen speakers. In the center of the room was a large massage table, and a single masseuse stood nearby. She wore a black wrap dress and had a deep tan. Her long dark hair was pulled back into a ponytail.
The man approached the masseuse, and she smiled at him politely. She asked him to lie down on the table, and as he settled in, she started to massage his back. His muscles were tight, and he felt the stress of the day begin to melt away as her hands worked their way up and down his body.
The masseuse was very skilled, and she seemed to know exactly how to massage each muscle in his body. He felt himself drifting off into a peaceful sleep as the massage continued.
At some point during the massage, the masseuse started to use some oil on his body. He felt himself becoming aroused as her hands moved over his body, skillfully targeting each muscle as she worked it with oil. He closed his eyes and felt himself becoming lost in the sensations that her hands created.
When the massage was finished, he opened his eyes and felt completely relaxed and at ease. He thanked the masseuse for her work, paid her, and headed out feeling satisfied.
He drove back home, his mind filled with thoughts of the massage and the pleasure that it had created. As he lay in bed, he thought about how nice it would be to visit the massage parlor again soon.
The next morning, he called up the parlor to book an appointment. He was delighted to hear that they still had appointment times available. He was even more pleased when he heard that they offered a range of massage styles, from more relaxing Swedish massage to the more stimulating deep tissue massage.
When he arrived at the parlor, he was taken aback by how much it had changed. Now, in addition to the massage table, there were also several other contraptions, such as candles, a jacuzzi, and a sauna. He knew he was in for a treat and couldn’t wait to see what the masseuse had in store for him.
This time, he chose the deep tissue massage. For the next hour, the masseuse worked his muscles expertly. She used pressure and strokes to manipulate every inch of his body, leaving him feeling invigorated and alive. After the massage, he was certain that he was in the best shape of his life.
He thanked the masseuse and made his way outside. As he walked, he thought about how amazing the massage parlor was and how pleasant the masseuse had been.
He knew he would definitely be coming back to the massage parlor again soon. He smiled as he thought about it. A few minutes later, he arrived back at his car and drove off with a satisfied smile.