I know this is early, but it is a holiday!
And you should get to celebrate for a week.
Happy Birthday JR!
I hope you like it.
I walk into the dimly lit room.
The air smells of patchouli.
She's leaning against the table wearing just a slip.
Puffing on a cigar, she picks up a tumbler of whiskey and takes a sip.
She strolls up to me telling me to make myself more comfortable.
She goes to the cabinet behind me to get what we need.
I remove my clothing slowly, sensually.
Folding them as I go I place them on the chair.
I lie down, sheet covering my lower half.
She is at my side in an instant. Asks me if I'm comfortable.
Of course I am. I'm with her. Finally.
She starts out slowly. Gentle touches. Soft caresses.
Finally she is at the point that makes me so happy.
Rubbing. Massaging. Stroking. I think I feel a light slap.
I have never felt this happy.
When she is finally done working me over I hear the words that make my heart break a little more each time we are together.
"Mr. Cullen, you can get dressed now. Our time is up. Please see Tanya at the front desk if you would like to schedule another gluteal massage."
And just like that she is out of my life again.
Until my next appointment.