Her Special Massage

Eric's your typical code-slinging nerd, hunched over his keyboard all day, but damn, he hits the gym like a beast, sweating it out nearly every morning. Lately, his eyes keep locking onto this young stunner with a body that's tight as a drum—curves that could make a saint sin. He's dying to strike up a chat, shoot his shot, but nope, his balls shrink up every time, leaving him tongue-tied and lurking from the dumbbells. Then bam—one day he overhears she's slinging massages at the local parlor, kneading knots for a living. Jackpot, he thinks. Time to book a session, get up close, and finally spill how bad he wants to unwrap that sexy package.