Going The Extra Mile

Tommy storms in wearing nothing but a towel, water still glistening on his skin, his jaw set hard. Savvy Suxx jumps at her desk, eyes darting to her screen. The masseuse was booked for tomorrow, not today. She fucked up the date. Her boss says nothing, just stares, letting the silence bite. Panic prickles her scalp. Words spill fast—let her do it instead. Tommy's eyes narrow, hungry, then he grunts his yes. They move into the massage room, the air thick with oil and expectation. Savvy yanks off her clothes, hands trembling, then lowers herself onto his back. She glides over him slick and hot, flesh sliding against flesh. Her nipples brush his spine. Her cunt leaves a wet trail. After a minute the nerves melt and her strokes get heavier, thighs gripping his hips, every pass more filthy than the last. When she flips him over, her hand wraps his cock without asking, jerking him with the same oil-slick rhythm until he spills across his stomach and her knuckles.