u/Prudent_Clic

It started as a normal massage. the kind of touch that made my whole body unclench.

After a few sessions, things got intense. His hands lingered, the pace slowed, and I got completely lost in it. I liked it more than I wanted to admit, the feeling of being completely cared for.

Eventually, it drifted past my comfort zone, so I stopped for six months. But I missed it.

When I came back, it was professional and distant. No lingering touch, no softness, just routine. I realized that I missed being taken care of.

I want that again, the slow, intimate touch, the sense of surrender, the HE, but I don’t know how to ask. I want to be pampered, completely, with no expectation to reciprocate.