We are away for our anniversary and I have booked a massage for you. You are wearing shiny pants without underwear cause you know it makes me crazy horny when I can see the outline of your pussy, and even more crazy when I notice others gazing at your crotch with lust.
You arrive, the masseur greets you wearing loose pants, the outline of his cock clearly visible through the thin fabric. He leads you to the room and asks what you would like worked on before leaving the room, but not without first glancing down at your crotch, which makes your pussy tingle and you get wet thinking about how much that would have turned me on. You strip and lie face down, a towel covers your ass. You wonder to yourself if he’ll notice your arousal, thinking he might see that your wet or smell your fragrant pussy.