She meets Diego

The desk girl leads me to the back rooms, where a middle-aged man waits with a cocky smile and an athletic build that belong to a man half his age.

"Hello my dear." He says. "My name is Diego."

"Morgan." I shake his strong hand.

"Please, sit down."

I do so, sitting on a chair in the room. The desk girl leaves us so Diego turns on some relaxing music before putting his hands on my back. "So, do you work nearby?"

"Yeah. I'm a lawyer at Jensen & Co. Law Firm."

"You must have a lot going on?"

"Sure do. I'm sure I'll be a regular customer."

"That's good to hear."

God, his hands feel so strong. I know this isn't an erotic massage, but I can't help but feel turned on when he touches me. I close my eyes and imagine what it'd be like if he moved his expert hands down lower. Jeez I need to get laid...

Before I know it, Diego snaps me out of my fantasy. "Okay, that's it."

"Thank you. That was fantastic."

"Hope to see you soon."

"Oh, you will. Trust me."