Come Into My Parlor

anda one anda two

I hear him lightly tapping on my front door

Tap tap-tap, tap-tap. Shave and a haircut.

Glancing out my peephole, I feel lightheaded

There he is...all five-foot-seven in his glory.

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I watch as he quickly mops his forhead and 

I open the door, he walks in quickly removing his hat

A cloud of desire slowly envelops me, he's bald

And so 1920-ish, "Babe, what day can I have ya?" he asks

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I show him the way to my massage table and swoon,

"Sir, Please remove your attire" which he does thankfully

He lies on the table front first and I start massaging his neck

Deep circles and down to his back, buttocks and thighs ...

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Not tiny but a smaller man...until he turns over

My heart, professional as it is, leaps into my throat

I massage every place my eye touches and he's done

And now he's the one swooning, "Babe, what day . . ."

Reviews

[Trace]

Massage is such a sensual and personal way to get to know someone.
Enjoy giving and hopefully receiving.

Nicely done.

Trace

[Dessi]

I'm hoping, actually. Thanks, Trace.