Massage Fantasy

i lay stripped down
a towel to cover my sex  
on my stomach the massage
begins ever so lightly
stronger in force
down my spine
down my back
i feel the fingers
and the hands of
the masseuse i hire
my wood comes alive
as i feel the fire
this is grand
does she know what i have planned
i twitch as she glides her hand
on the side of tush
the massage has taken a turn
and not for the worst
i lightly get up
with wood in view
it falls towards her side
she winks at me
as her hand glides
you have been a client of mine for so long
proper protocol is now gone
with a slight wimper
coming from me
i rest on my back
for her to touch thee
it hardens to her touch
proof that i have thought of this much
saluting her i brace myself
for she climbs on the table
sits on my sex  
i have wanted this for long
our client relationship is now gone
she fucked me as she was able
it was freedom at best for there was no label