Massage Parlor

he called ahead...said he'd be there by 8    
he sounded very stressed..his patience stretched to it's limits    
it must've been such a long hard day      
intuitively she knew his needs...she'd take care of him    
make sure to have bath water ready...the temperature just the way he liked it    
see...he was her most frequent visitor...her only visitor as of late    
there was a developed trust between he and she    
so she felt comfortable leaving the door unlocked just for him    
she left his bath water running while steam drifted about      
as he approached he would pause in the same place as he always did    
just to graze in the little patch of garden just outside her door    
then he'd enter in the same manner he always did      
slowly peeking his head in before fully entering    
there was something gentlemanly about that gesture she admired    
no matter how bad his day might have been he was never hurried in her presence    
the springs on her door were tight tho...very tight    
and remained so no matter how often she would lube them    
and he would always have to give a stern push    
to move them aside allowing himself to be fully accommodated    
immediately upon entering he felt weighted heat      
emanating from her running bath...draping all around him    
as beads of precipitation slickened his skin    
preparing him for her massage      
she welcomed him...felt him all over...felt how tense he was...    
there was so much turmoil pent up within      
she noticed his blood pressure had suddenly risen dramatically      
left him on was a long hard day indeed    
he definitely needed some space where he could stretch out      
and just be himself      
she led him down her narrow hall    
directly into her back room...guided him into her sunken tub    
he immersed himself....soaking in her hospitality    
as his presence filled her tub...making her waters rise to the brim    
splashing about...spilling over...soiling the floor      
streaming down the hall    
god.....he seemed to tense up even more    
taking up even more space...yet she was committed..convicted    
massaging his restless bod...clamping down on his muscles    
until he totally submitted to her sublime grip    
suddenly his bod lurched forward...shifting her tub    
she felt blooded pressure pulse throughout the entire length of he    
inducing waves above and waves below    
until he was completely emptied of all his worldly stress    
freed of contemplation and consternation    
as suds washed over her bud    
she took pride and pleasure in this moment    
smiling at the measure of his reaffirming aftermath    
a treasured memoir indeed knowing that her parlor will always be    
the place where her paramour will always come    
to lay his head to rest
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