Once upon a time there was a small village called Streatley in the countryside of England. This sleepy little village was the perfect place to get away from the hustle and bustle of everyday life. The thing that made it even more enchanting was the presence of a massage parlour just at the edge of town.
One day, a curious young man decided to venture into the massage parlour and see what all the fuss was about. Upon entering the parlour, he was astonished by the sheer number of massage tables and more importantly, the sheer number of masseuses working there. Some of them were attractive and some not so much, but all of them seemed to be knowledgeable and experienced in their craft.
The young man walked around and examined the various massage tables and massage beds, trying to decide which one would get him the best service for his money. After about an hour, the young man settled on a massage bed right in the middle of the room.
As soon as he was settled in and comfortable, a beautiful young woman with long, curly dark hair appeared from behind a curtain and approached him. The young man was taken aback by her stunning beauty.
The woman smiled warmly and asked if he was ready for his massage. The young man nodded in agreement and before long, he felt the magnificent touch of her hands on his body. She began massaging him all over with slow, gentle motions, causing him to relax further and further into her hands.
After a while, she changed gears and shifted her attention to focusing on more erogenous areas of his body. She began to massage more intently and more passionately, gradually bringing him closer and closer to the brink of pleasure.
As the sensations grew greater, the young man felt himself slipping away into a dreamlike state as her massage stimulation seemed to become more and more intense. Eventually, he found himself lying on the massage bed, exhausted yet blissfully contented.
The woman then asked if he wanted to take a shower before going home. The young man gratefully accepted her offer and was soon rejoined by the woman who lead him to one of the private showers within the massage parlour. As they reached the shower, the woman began to undress him, something that he was appreciating yet completely flustered by.
The effect of her nudity combined with her gentle caresses resulted in a heightened state of arousal and he found himself begging her to make love to him. She obliged and soon was straddled atop him, delivering an earth-shattering orgasm as he quaked beneath her.
Afterwards, the two lay together for a short while, until the young man eventually mustered the courage to ask for her name. “My name is Elizabeth,” she said with a smile.
With that, the young man left the massage parlour in a complete state of blissful contentment. From that day on, the young man visits the massage parlour regularly to enjoy the pleasure that Elizabeth brings him.
He often wonders why he hadn’t visited the massage parlour earlier, and why he hadn’t explored its charms more often. He often tells others of his incredible experience and encourages them to visit the massage parlour too.
He has found a true solace in the massage parlour, and will continue to come back to experience Elizabeth’s magical touch time and time again.