Seducing Mr. Sullivan
"Gosh, you really do look tense, Mr. Sullivan," I told him. "Here, let me help you. I'm not licensed yet, but I can give a pretty good massage." I moved behind him and tightly gripped his shoulders, massaging him sedately. He let out a deep moan as he relaxed his muscles, letting me take over. "How does it feel?" I asked him somewhat innocently. All I got in response was a nod of approval and another moan. Little did he know, his shoulders wouldn't be the only thing I was massaging tonight that made him moan.