The Masseuse
Mandy stared at the small business card on her dresser. She had received it while out shopping at the mall and thought it seemed interesting – a massage parlor called “Healing Touch” in the small town of Wraysbury, TW19. Mandy had always been curious about massage and wanted to find out more about the practice.
She grabbed her car keys and drove down into the heart of Wraysbury. She parked her car and opened the door to Healing Touch. Inside was a cozy, dimly-lit room lined with comfortable chairs and couches, and inviting scents of lavender and sandalwood. At the far end of the room was a reception desk, where a woman with a kind face welcomed Mandy warmly.
The woman introduced herself as Gail and told Mandy about what Healing Touch offered. She explained that the business was owned by her father and that she specialized in massage therapy. She showed Mandy to her private room, which was beautifully decorated and had a luxurious, inviting atmosphere.
Gail asked Mandy what kind of massage she wanted and she chose a Swedish massage. Gail dimmed the lights, lit some candles, and put on some relaxing music. She explained each step of the massage as she went along, showing her how to find the right pressure and the right spots.
Mandy was amazed at how good the massage felt. She could feel all the tension melting away and she let out a contented sigh. As the massage progressed, Gail started to move her hands more and more sensually, massaging her in all the right spots.
Mandy felt a wave of pleasure wash over her and realized that this wasn’t just a regular massage. Gail had a natural talent for erotics and she was making Mandy feel incredible. She moaned with pleasure as Gail’s hands moved over her body and each touch sent sparks through her veins. This was a massage like she had never experienced before.
After the massage was finished, Mandy thanked Gail and made an appointment for the following week. She left feeling satisfied and energized, and with a newfound appreciation for massage.
The following week, Mandy returned to Healing Touch and this time she was more prepared. She was wearing a skimpy outfit and had left her inhibitions at the door. She was ready to explore her newly discovered desires and she had total trust in Gail.
This time Gail starte the massage with long, slow strokes, slowly edging Mandy closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy. As her breathing increased, Gail began to move her hands more and more erotically, exploring Mandy’s body like a map of pleasure. She caressed and teased, pressed and kissed every inch of Mandy’s body, until finally Mandy found herself spiraling into a blissful state of pleasure.
Mandy lay there, satisfied and content, feeling as though she had been through an amazing journey. As she left Healing Touch that day she realized that massage wasn’t just a way of relaxing her body, it was a way of exploring her own sensuality. She thanked Gail once again and vowed to return soon.
Mandy now visits Healing Touch regularly and she has grown very close with Gail. Each visit Mandy trusts Gail even more and she always comes away feeling relaxed and rejuvenated. She has discovered a new side to herself through massage and she has Gail and Healing Touch to thank for that.
The next time you’re in Wraysbury, TW19, why not take a detour and check out Healing Touch? You never know where it might take you.