If you like to fantasise about your masseur(light-hearted!)

During the drive to Brighton, I noticed I was squirming on the seat, unable to stop imagining James' hands on my body. Now I am here, in his flat, I instantly feel like the most desirable and sensuous being that he has ever set eyes on. Does this happen to everyone who comes to him and why isn't it like this with my partners?

I involuntarily shift my gaze to his right ear, feeling shy in his presence. I smile as I imagine his eyes taking in every inch of my naked body for the first time - submitting to his strong hands. The way he is smiling broadly tells me he knows what I am thinking - oh my!

He catches me taking a sly glance at his perfectly rounded crotch and I blush like a child - what's happened to the responsible adult of this morning? I feel the blood starting to swell me and that unmistakable twitch between my legs as we chat about my journey here. He can do anything he likes to me, right now.

👌

I'll turn your naughty fantasy into a reality(hey you, not that bit, cheeky!😲), starting from when you go to the booking page.  Careful, you'll be grinning in Zoom meetings for a week.🧐

#wefantasiseveryday