Working 16 hour days, no lunch breaks, exceptional stress levels, and a super demanding client were all combining to make me an absolute mess. At 36 years old, I was used to spending more time in the gym than my schedule had allowed me during this past month, and I felt that my muscles really needed to be woken up. Hours with a therapist I saw briefly a few years ago seemed to conclude that I was trying to fill some unspoken, subconscious void in my life with stupid amounts of work. I was definitely nearing my limits. I told my assistant not to disturb me for the next hour, and closed the door to my office. I wasn't quite sure what I needed, I just knew that I needed something physical and relaxing for myself.
Straight guy gets happy ending massage - ferme-eyrissou.com
Erotic massages are for sketchy beauty parlors with dim fluorescent lighting. My experience was entirely different. The tender and caring touch of a masseuse near erogenous zones. The painfully pleasing release of built up tension and muscle soreness.