It’s out! My newest erotica eBook is available: Tension Relief: An Erotic Massage Story.
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Jen always aims to please.
Working as a massage therapist, every day has its ups and downs. Sometimes she swaps dares with her friend Roxy just to pass the time. The subject that often comes up in these dares is men.
Jen knows a dare is coming, which is why she doesn’t find it odd when she receives a call out of the blue from a deep voice asking for a mobile massage appointment in his hotel room attached to the spa she works in. She jumps in with both feet. She doesn’t want to be the one to lose, after all.
While she’s setting up the massage table in the client’s hotel room, she thinks he looks familiar, but it doesn’t come to her until after the appointment is over.
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Tension Relief: An Erotic Massage Story
After a long, hard day at the hotel spa, Jen couldn’t wait for her usual after-work drink with Roxy.
“My arms are killing me,” Jen said. “I’m so glad the day is over.”
Roxy nodded. “Yeah, me too.” But she had a smirk on her face that sparked Jen’s curiosity.
“So…what was your day like?” Jen asked. “Any crazy clients?”
“Not exactly. Let’s just say it was a memorable day.”
Jen leaned in closer, waiting for the salacious details. “Come on, don’t hold out on me. What happened? You flirted with a guy? You flirted with a girl? You can’t dangle something like that in front of me and expect me not to pry.”
Roxy spread her hands. “It started out with some innocent flirting, I swear. I was just being my normal self.”
“Well, the guy was really handsome and charming. And what do you expect me to do? He’s laying there on the table wearing only a towel and he’s got these huge rippling biceps. And those chest muscles…”
Jen barely held back her laughter. “You haven’t changed a bit since college.”
“That wasn’t a compliment. You were wild then, and you’re wild now.”
“Yeah, sure. I wasn’t the one who made out in a movie theater with some guy she met that night.”
Jen’s cheeks turned red. “I forgot about that. But I only did it because you dared me. I was always a sucker for your dares.”
“Well, not always. Remember Jimmy Krane?”
It took a while for the name to register, but when it did, Jen said, “I remember. I never could keep up with you, anyway.”
“That’s why you never could have as much fun as me.”
“So tell me about the guy you had fun with today. What team did he play for?”
“What do you mean?” Roxy asked.
“Oh, come on. Haven’t you ever recognized one of the guys we’ve massaged? Take that tall, handsome redhead client we had a few weeks ago. Didn’t he look familiar?”
“No. Should he?”
Jen sighed. “He’s pretty big in the hockey world.”
“Sorry for not being a sports fan like you. I forgot how you were always into those clean-cut, athletic guys. That’s why I thought you’d be into Jimmy big time.”
Jen rolled her eyes at another mention of Jimmy’s name. “Well, anyway. We get these big time athletes coming in all the time. They usually check in under fake names like ‘John Doe’ or movie characters.”
“Hmmm. Maybe I should catch up on some sports tonight to see who some of them are.”
“Not a bad idea. Or watch Monday night football. You might recognize a whole team.”
“A whole team? Come on, Jen. I’m not that wild.”
The spirited conversation went on, eventually shifting to other things. But Jen kept thinking about Jimmy and the fun the two of them could’ve had. She often wondered if she was missing out on life by not having as many crazy flings as Roxy, concluding that such a life just wasn’t her style.
But still, it wouldn’t have hurt to stray and have at least one crazy night. To top it all off, it had been so long since she’d had sex that the need to let off some steam made it difficult to sleep at night–even with the help of her friend Dez.
(end of sample)