Twenty-Three

"Oh yeah," Annie moans. "Harder."

I glance over at her and can't help the laugh that escapes me; she's laying on a massage table, white towel covering her ass and a muscular man pressing his knuckles into her back firmly. His face was scrunched in concentration and mild panic as he rubs her back, "is this hard enough ma'am?"

"What's your name?" She asks instead of answering his question.

"Robert," he replies.

"Well Robert," she groans. "I'm going to need you to break me in half."

"Ma'am?" He asks, a concerned look on his face.

"You heard me," Annie teases. "Snap me like a glow stick."

I watch as he visibly swallows, "yes ma'am," he says before pressing into her harder.

"Oh that's the stuff Robert," she moans loudly. "Keep that up and there's a nice big tip in it for you."

Shaking my head, I go back to my own massage and almost fall asleep with how relaxing it is. Our hour goes by quickly and when we are done, Annie does give Robert a nice tip and a wink. We make our way to th