Her Happy Ending
I lay silently face-down on the soft massage table, my face gently cradled by a spongy pillow. The room was dim and warm, the carpet bland, the koto music emanating from the music player ethereal, yet rustic. I waited alone until there was a knock on the door. “Are you ready for me?” Daniel asked from behind the door. I took a deep breath. My flesh tingled. The fact that I was completely nude tugged at my mind as I replied, “Yes.” He was going to see me naked. What would he think? What would...