You're sitting at the bar after a long day of work. You've been working long hours and your back has knots from hunching over your desk all week. "Rough day" you hear as your drink arrives. You look up and see me sitting next to you. "You wouldn't believe it," you respond. "I've been working 12 hours days for the last week and my body's feeling it."
We chat for a few minutes and you get up to go to the bathroom. As you come back and sit down, you grab your lower back. "I can help with that if you'd like," I say. "Turn away from me." You look at me and then figure why not.
I start with your shoulders and you say "My shoulders a fine." You start to pull away from me and I grab your shoulders firmly. "While they may not hurt, the whole back is connected and if you don't treat the whole thing, the pain will show up in another part. Just sit still and let me do this."
You are a bit taken back, thinking that it seemed rude that I spoke to you like you were a child. You are about to say stop when you feel my thumb push into a spot that is tight. Your mouth drops open a bit because it feels good. A breath of relief escapes your mouth.
"Ah, I think I've found one of the spots" I say. Then my hands move to your lower back. My fingers knead your muscles around your spine. It feels incredible. It makes you hunch over. Then you feel my thumbs slide up your spine again, which sends tingles down your legs. "You must do this for a living" you note.
As my fingers work their way back down, they go lower and hit the upper part of your butt. A small moan escapes your lips. You quickly look up and remember where you are. You notice the bartender looking at you and she smiles, shaking her head. You tense up and pull away embarrassed.
"I think that's enough", you stumble, quickly grabbing your drink. "Yeah, that's about all I'm going to be able to do here." I reply, "If I had my table or at least had you on a flat surface, I could take care of the whole thing". You smile before gulping down your drink.
"My place is right around the corner, if you'd like me to finish," I add. You look at me again. You're not sure if you should go to a place of someone you just met at a bar. But it did feel really good and you had a long week. "I'm not sure if I should. I just met you." you finally say. The bartender looks over and says, "He's a good guy. I think you should go. It looks like you could use it and from the look on your face, I think you'd enjoy it." Deciding to take the bartender's advice, you grab your stuff and say, "ok, let's go."
"So, where do you want me," you ask as we walk in the door. You see the place is nicely decorated and doesn't look like a place of a weirdo, at least as far as you can tell. "Let me pull out my table. I think that would work the best. I'm not a professional, but a friend bought me a table they saw at a garage sale," I explain. "Now take off your outer layers of clothing. I'll get you a towel that you can wrap yourself in."
"You want me to get naked?" you question, "I've just met you."
Talking in a calm voice like I would talk to a child I explain, "Well, if you want me to be able to get to all of the release points without your clothes getting in the way, I think it's the best way. Don't you? Now please, just do as I said."
You start to remove your clothes, as I toss you a towel. You think that it's odd that I spoke to you in that tone again, but realized that you were doing what I asked. It made sense, so you just shrug it off.
I pull out a massage table. It looks like the ones you've seen. You lay down on it and I tell you to put your arms on the rests beneath the table. As you reach down, you feel my hands working on your back. It feels better than it felt in the bar. No clothes does help you realize, as I hit all of the spots I hit before.
Now with no clothes in the way, you feel almost like you're tingling. Again, when I reach the top of your butt, you moan. "Ah, I think I found a good spot for you." I saw almost teasingly. You giggle.
You realize that your hands are dangling and that you haven't found the rests. You start to fumble around trying to find them. "They are tubes. You slide your arms in them" I say noticing that you are trying to find them. You finally find the openings and slide your arms in them. You feel that it stretches your back out, which feels good. Your arms are finally all of the way in and it feels strange. They almost feel like those little Chinese finger traps. You try to pull your arms out and realize they are stuck.
Right then, you feel me start massaging your butt. It feels incredible. You forget about your arms. I knead the meat of your ass. You start to moan a bit more. "Oh, you like that do you." I ask. "Yes," you moan, "I've never had someone massage my butt."
"That is a shame. You have an incredible ass." I add. You feel my hand cup your butt. Then you feel my lips kiss it, which startles you and again, you try to pull your arms up.
