Massage

You flip your sunglasses onto the top of your head as you walk briskly into the darkly lit massage room. You're already late for your very first massage with a new masseuse, who you've heard only good things about.

"Good evening miss, my name is Alec, and I'll be your masseuse tonight." the tall man strides into the room, startling you with his sheer height as you turn around.

He's extremely tall, somewhere north of 5'5, and his short hair compliments his olive skin perfectly. Through his white linen shirt you can make out the outline of his defined pectoral muscles, and his biceps bulge when he reaches to dim the lights further.

"I'll give you a moment to get undressed, and I'll be back momentarily." he murmurs gracefully, and just like that, he's out of the room.

You shake your head in a perplexed fashion, before seating yourself on the massage table and setting down your handbag.

You slide out of your strapless dress and heels, and climb under the sheet. Alec returns in mere seconds, and makes his way to the table. You can't see him, but you can hear his footsteps as he approaches.

"What will it be tonight?" he questions softly in your ear. "Back? Legs? Full body?"