"Where's Juno?" Katie asked the masseuse that was waiting for her in the usual room.
"He is off today. I'm Mark." He replied with a smile.
Katie flipped her hair back over her shoulder and eyed him with a critical glance. She didn't like changes in her routine and she definitely didn't like not having Juno there. She had been coming to see Juno weekly for the past year and she trusted him implicitly to place his hands on her body. It didn't hurt that he was happily in a relationship with another man, so she didn't have to worry about him coming on to her at all.
"Well... Mark," she said with a hint of anger, "I don't like changes, and you had better be good."
She looked on as Mark just shrugged his shoulders accepting her harsh criticism. Satisfied that she had made her point, Katie slipped behind the curtain and took off her clothes. Donning a towel, she lay down on the massage table, anxiously waiting for a pair of firm hands to massage her back.
As soon as his hands touched her bare flesh, she knew that she shouldn't have been so harsh with him. The more he worked the oil into her skin and kneaded her tight muscles, she began to realize he was actually better than Juno was. She sighed contentedly as his hands moved up her thighs, pushing her towel up to her bare ass as he massaged her upper thighs.
For the first time, she wished that her masseuse would touch her in the most intimate of places. Her face turned red as she imagined Mark caressing her pussy lips. Katie felt herself getting wet as his fingers inched closer and closer to her pussy lips. "Are you seeing anyone, Mark?" she asked, trying to make small talk.