Ease Your Stress

Ariel Demure's drowning in work hell as a film exec—deadlines choking her, coworkers dropping the ball left and right. She needs a damn break, so she books a steamy candlelit massage with hot new therapist Whitney Wright. Ariel stretches out on the table, towel draped over her curves, but Whitney spots that dark cloud hanging over her right away. Ariel hates to admit it, but yeah, her stress is wrecking her head, her body, everything. Whitney's handled tons of tense clients; she knows her slick, oiled hands will melt that bullshit away fast. She digs into Ariel's shoulders first, kneading deep. Ariel unwinds quick—eyes shut, soft moans slipping out. Those shoulders carry the whole freaking world; time to give 'em some sweet attention, right? Spotting Ariel loosening up, Whitney grins and pitches something fresh she hasn't tried yet: a tantric twist. Ariel's eyes light up, curiosity buzzing, so she nods. Whitney peels back the towel slow, baring that gorgeous ass. She slicks oil over those cheeks with seductive strokes, then strips down herself, straddling Ariel's back so her thighs clamp warm against those legs. Boom—Ariel's fired up in seconds, begging Whitney to push further. They dive into wild, passionate sex right there on the table, pounding out every last drop of tension from Ariel's killer body until she's blissed out and stress-free.