In Need Of Stress Relief

Kenzie Taylor flashes a sly grin as she welcomes Isiah Maxwell through the door, her curves already hinting at the fun ahead. 'Rough day, huh? You look like you could use some serious stress-busting,' she purrs. Isiah nods, rubbing his neck. 'Yeah, I'm an air traffic controller. High-stakes stuff. Today? I spotted two planes on a collision course—boom waiting to happen. I barked the warning, and one veered off just in time. Dodged disaster by a heartbeat.' Kenzie's eyes widen, impressed as hell. 'Damn, you saved lives out there. Hero status unlocked.' He chuckles wearily. 'Glad it didn't go south, but my hands shook like leaves afterward. No breather either—had to file the report right then. Tells me I need this relief bad to keep handling the chaos daily.' Kenzie winks, all confidence. 'Lucky you. I'll hook you up with our top-shelf Nuru massage. It'll melt that tension like butter.' She guides him to the private room, dim lights and soft vibes setting the mood. 'Strip down, big guy—everything off.' Isiah complies, eyes popping when Kenzie peels off her own clothes too, revealing her smooth, oiled-up body. 'Nuru's all about full-body glide,' she explains with a teasing hip sway. 'Skin on skin, no barriers. Trust me, it's the secret sauce for total unwind.' She starts slow, her slick curves pressing against his back in long, teasing strokes, working out every knot with sensual precision. Hands roam, bodies slick and sliding, building that electric heat until he's groaning in relief. As she massages lower, admiring his strong frame, she whispers hot against his ear. 'You know, for pulling off that save? You deserve a real reward.' Her hand trails down, and soon she's climbing on top, offering up that tight, eager pussy for a victory fuck that'll blow his mind.