rosco rathbone
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In therapy, we lie in little curtained booths on padded tables. I got an incredibly erotic foot massage from a pie-faced Korean chick with surgical gloves and a big bottle of lube. She never even touched the actual affected area once, but for some reason spent the whole time with my foot locked between her tits, working it with both hands knowingly. If my foot had been a cock, it would have oed all over her Winnie-The-Pooh scrubs.
The combination of nurses, medical setting, and this kind of thing is irresistible to me. "Time for your afternoon stress release, sir". I jayed 2x this day to the whole scenario.
I figure the printout detailing my treatment must have gotten fucked up, causing her to massage the wrong part. What if I sidled over to the computer and called up my file...made some minor alterations....next time, I go in, lie down as per usual but this time with my cock hanging out. She comes in frowning at my folder, doesn't bat an eyelash, and jays me with the gloved hands with a brisk, professional and detached air, talking in Korean to someone unseen in the next cube...
The combination of nurses, medical setting, and this kind of thing is irresistible to me. "Time for your afternoon stress release, sir". I jayed 2x this day to the whole scenario.
I figure the printout detailing my treatment must have gotten fucked up, causing her to massage the wrong part. What if I sidled over to the computer and called up my file...made some minor alterations....next time, I go in, lie down as per usual but this time with my cock hanging out. She comes in frowning at my folder, doesn't bat an eyelash, and jays me with the gloved hands with a brisk, professional and detached air, talking in Korean to someone unseen in the next cube...