THE MAGIC TOUCH

IT
had been a long day.
Quick flight, rushed meetings,
grabbing a meal. I was tired,
muscles aching and feeling
a slight headache coming on.
I
asked the Bell Captain if there
was a massage parlor nearby.
After a short cab ride, I was greeted
by a very friendly counter person.
AFTER
a warm shower I was escorted to
a table to receive the massage.
The hands were strong but gentle
that started to massage the stiff
and pain places in my neck and back.
TURNING
on my back the magic hands
started to massage my neck
and upper chest muscles...
as firm hands slowly began massaging
my stomach the towel fell off;
there stood naked and aching
was my manhood.
"May I sir?" was the question
as a hand slowly moved toward
the hard but  needing massaging
aching and ready manhood..
"Sir, may I?"
OH! The wonder of the magic touch
of expert hands...the kiss was extra...