Coby was a desperate man. He had been living alone in Amersham Common HP7 since his wife had left him a few months ago, taking their children and all the money in his bank account with her.
He was lonely, desperate for companionship and in dire need of a distraction from his miserable life. One night, he decided to take a walk around town to clear his head and when he passed a massage parlour, his interest was piqued.
The massage parlour was discreet, with a few cars in its small carpark and a plain white door with a lock on it, which only opened from the inside. Curiosity got the better of Coby, and he decided to knock on the door.
When the door opened, he was greeted by a petite woman with bright red lipstick, wearing tight black lacy lingerie. She had bright blue eyes and a warm welcoming smile. She introduced herself as Lucy, the owner of the massage parlour.
Coby nervously asked if he could get a massage and Lucy said she’d be happy to oblige. She then instructed him to follow her up a flight of stairs, telling him that her facility had private, soundproof rooms and added “the experience will be worth it”.
Coby couldn’t believe his luck and apprehensively followed her up the stairs to one of the massage parlour’s rooms. He lay down on the bed and waited as Lucy expertly laid her hands on him. She began with a deep tissue massage, kneading and rubbing his muscles, all the while she asked him about his life and problems, as if she were a therapist and not a masseuse.
The massage felt incredible, and Coby suddenly felt relaxed and refreshed. Lucy then suggested some more private activities and Coby was surprised and aroused by her suggestions. He couldn’t believe that this was even happening, but he was too excited to turn down her offer – which included roleplay, domination and various kinky activities.
Coby agreed to all of Lucy’s requests and soon he was lost in a new world of pleasure and pain, as Lucy took control of him and guided him through various positions, instructing him on what to do as she ran her hands all over his body.
Lucy was an exceptional masseuse, but more than that, she was an excellent teacher, leading Coby to new heights of pleasure that he had never even imagined. He soon found himself addicted to her touch and her guidance, and each session seemed to be better than the last.
As Coby’s visits to the massage parlour became more regular, his relationship with Lucy deepened. They started talking more, and Coby began to open up about his life and his troubles. Lucy was always happy to listen, and more importantly, she was never judgemental.
The massage parlour became a refuge for him, a place where he could take a break from the outside world and just relax. Between Lucy’s experienced hands, her non-judgemental attitude and the escape from his problems the massage parlour provided, Coby was beginning to find a little peace.
After months of regular visits, Coby eventually grew confident enough to ask Lucy if he could join her outside the massage parlour. She gladly accepted, and soon their friendship blossomed into something more. They started spending more time together, going on dates to the movies or out for dinner – anywhere they could talk and be as intimate as they wanted.
Coby and Lucy had found something special in each other. The massage parlour was a place where they could take a break from the outside world and have some private time. It was a place of pleasure and relaxation, a place that they could go to time and time again – and it was the perfect escape for Coby.