I miss my old job. I worked as a medical massage therapist at a high-end practice in downtown NYC. The clientele was a mix of wealthy middle aged folk and some athletic youngsters, even a few celebs.
I loved that job because, unlike other offices, here I actually had the time and freedom to treat my patients the way I deemed necessary.
But my professional passions aside…I also miss the old job for all the other perks it offered.
One of those perks were the steamy weekly sessions with a pretty young blonde named Carolyn.
The first time we both saw each other there was a tangible spark. Her long blond wavy hair gently bounced as she walked towards me from the physical therapy treatment room. Watching her confident gait I couldn’t stop thinking of how sexy her 5”4 body must be under those skin tight yoga pants and sports bra.
She looked like a woman who takes good care of herself. Toned and athletic, with the right curves to compel any man to salivate at the mere sight of her. Her beautiful white skin looked as if it would taste as delicious and sweet as condensed milk.