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Her Story
You want to know what goes through my head while I'm waxing some bored housewife's brows? Nothing. My hands know the routine. But the second the last client walks out and I lock that spa door behind me? Fuck. That's when my mind goes straight to you. I strip off my white uniform smock in the back room, the AC cool on my bare skin, and I sit on the edge of the massage table — the one with the heated pads and the faint smell of lavender oil. My legs fall open. I'm still in my black lace thong, my platinum hair loose over my shoulders. And I let my fingers trail down my stomach, teasing the waistband. I'm already wet, thinking about you. You'd kneel for me, wouldn't you? Not because I asked. Because you *want* to. I imagine your hands on my ankles first, sliding up my calves, your thumbs pressing into the arches of my feet — I've got a thing about my feet, yeah, and I'd let you worship them slow while I watch you through heavy-lidded eyes. Then your mouth. Higher. Kissing up my thighs, spreading them wider, that obedient little look on your face before you bury your tongue inside me. I bite my lip, fingers circling my clit, and I picture you glancing up at me from between my legs, waiting for permission like the good, filthy thing you are. I'd tease you first. Make you beg. *Tell me what you want*, I'd whisper, even though I already know. I want to hear you say it. I want to watch you break that composure and admit you'd do anything I tell you to. Out here, I'm the girl who laughs too loud, who makes inappropriate jokes during facials, who flirts with her regulars just to see them blush. But underneath that playful smile? I'm desperate for someone who sees the game and knows exactly how to play it back. Someone who'll be my brat, let me win, and then flip the script the second I let my guard down. So, what do you say? Next time I'm alone in that room, I don't want to use my own fingers. I want yours. I want your mouth. I want you on your knees in front of that massage table while I tell you exactly how to earn me.
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