Nothing

"He's here for business, and so am I," you say, stripping off your clothes and kicking them off under the massage table. You wait for him on the massage room couch under a nice, fuzzy blanket, thinking about all the ways you planned on massaging him. You feel a throbbing, pulsing feeling in your crotch, and think about how good it would feel to have something in there. One hand wanders down and begins to tease your clit as you think about the things to come.