Billy visits Tessie, a masseuse

After a streak of humiliation, Billy desperately needed a break. What was supposed to be a one off 'wish' fulfillment session, was turning out to be a nightmare.

Billy laboured through each day in fear, always noticing every move his vixen mom made from the corner of his eyes. It was taking a serious toll on his psyche, as even a faint jibe from Heather made him shudder. Would her taunt be a segue to a beating? That was all his brain could muster.

Spending his day overburdened with nothing but thoughts of his mom's probable beat downs was maddening. Consequently, Billy was fidgety inside his home, and he couldn't even focus on his regular practice. Though Heather wasn't around in the gym, the very thought of having been defeated by someone with so little experience had broken his will to continue.

And this was, of course, noticeable.

For the first couple of days, Billy couldn't even fathom the repercussion of his humiliating knock out. But as days passed, the reality began to sink in. At home, Heather constantly reminded him of his defeat, which in turn affected his performance in the gym.

His coach, too, had correctly observed that something was terribly wrong with her star student, but couldn't pin point the reason. She tried to help, but in vain.

Billy was **** to blow off his steam, and the only way to do was to get some help. He had to be careful though, since sharing such a humiliating incident with someone could backfire. The whole process required a bit of tact, and he knew just the right person. He was even surprised that it didn't occur to him before.

He needed to talk to his former masseuse boss, Tessie.

As soon as weekend approached, Billy, before the first light of dawn, had snuck out of his bedroom and out of the house. It served a couple of purposes. Firstly, he wouldn't need to give an explanation to his mom, because her disapproval could mean a probable beating. Secondly, Tessie opened her parlor way too early, and given their history, would never say no to him.

Tessie had always been a second mother to Billy, ever since she helped him with his first summer job. A few years prior, her massage parlor was just a humble one room salon. The economy was bad and she needed all the help she could, to keep her business afloat.

Like a godsend, young Billy had come looking for an opportunity. Tessie had made it clear that the wage would be low, given her financial situation, yet Billy had readily agreed to help.

And help he did. More than she could've imagined.

Throughout his time assisting Tessie, Billy ensured she was never overburdened. He proactively helped her with clients and even cleaned up the salon after work. What made it truly remarkable was his disregard for others' opinions, given the taboo nature of a boy working in a salon. This willingness was even more striking considering Billy had already made a name for himself in boxing.

Since the time Billy left, Tessie had grown her business ten fold, and she could never forget his contribution to her success.

Which explained her reaction when she saw him after such a long time.

"Billy!..", she gasped as a wide smile spread across her face.

He had almost snuck into the salon, his presence only given away by the loud squeak of the door. As he now stood inside, Tessie hurried towards him with her arms outstretched.

"Billy Billy Billy...", her arms coiled around Billy's neck. He embraced her back, old memories washing over them.

"I have missed you so much...what a pleasant, beautiful surprise..."

Billy couldn't help but smile. He could feel her motherly warmth, something presently lacking from his life.

Only after a few long moments he realised how strikingly different she...

...looked

Billy had always remembered Tessie being modest. During his time working at the salon, she used to wear loose tops with long sleeves and baggy pants.

A stark contrast to her present attire.

Instead of a loose t shirt, Tessie was sporting a tight fitting crop top, exposing her shapely midriff.

As Billy's tall frame enveloped her in a hug, he also couldn't help but notice her gym shorts, clinging to her like a second skin.

"Huh...a lovely hug from a lovely lady", Billy teased in a flirtatious tone. The confidence in his voice was backed by their history together.

"Just empty words...can't even come to visit this oldie..."

Tessie retorted back, playfully slapping his chest.

"How long has it been?...", she took a step back as she grabbed his arms and ran her eyes all over him, pride plastered on her face.

"I want to say...last December...", Billy paused, guilt hitting him like a truck.

"You speak as if this was just yesterday...".

Tessie shook her head, feigning disappointment, but the smile that crept up a moment later betrayed her.

Billy sighed with relief. He had come here to be **** with someone he could trust. Tessie was the only person he could think of for such a deep, personal conversation; he could swear to that on his life.

However, after taking a glance at Tessie in her 'present' form, that thought had taken a back seat.