A Small Ray of Sunshine Bodywork

[Pompal 09.]

The days between the weeks, the hours between the days, the minutes between the hours, none of them have anything to offer. Life is an empty vessel until you fill it. I poured everything out of my life, emptied the vessel, drained it completely.

Now...what will fill it?

Each moment, taken by itself, must be wrung for all the joy it may hold. The pleasure may be poured and poured and poured from each hour until it is empty and the next one arrives.

A few hundred feet above the sidewalk, in a tiny office in Midtown, a young woman calling herself Lala was waiting in a floral print dress, killing time between visitors. I called and five minutes later I knocked on the door.

The place itself is nothing at all - a small office with no shower, a massage table or two. Lala, however, is the cutest sort of young woman, a real sweetheart. She's got bright eyes and a pleasant face. Her personality is upbeat and she's fun to be around. She's got a nice, tight little body...cute and sweet in a girl next door sort of way.

I paid the 60 buck house fee and got undressed. She gave me a solid but not extraordinary hard massage. More importantly, she was attentive to my needs, asked repeatedly if the massage was good, and made pleasant conversation. A nice rub from a nice young woman.

Where the hour before moved at a deadly slow pace and felt like an endless ocean of nothing, this one was moving along nicely. Around the 40 minute mark she slowed down and started rubbing softly with her fingertips and of course I knew what was coming next.

She produced a pillow and I flipped and she asked in pantomime if I wanted a handjob. I laughed a little at the "Shake Weight" gesture and said of course. She made sure I was going to tip her adequately and went right ahead and put a little oil on her hand and started rubbing my growing cock.

I rubbed her nice tight ass over her dress and then slid my hand underneath. She was jacking me hard and fast as I slid my hand over her panties up to her nice little A cup breasts. I ran my hand over her bra and then into it and felt a nice hard nipple.

She was gasping a little and saying I was making her "horny" which I considered pretty unlikely but was rather nice of her to say under the circumstances. As she stroked me hard and fast I slid my hand into the back of her panties and felt her nice firm ass as I came.

I lay there with my usual stupid smile as she cleaned up and then gave me a little head and neck massage as the hour ran out.

I tipped her 60, which is of course generous for a handjob but I was grateful to have killed another hour. Besides, her sweet disposition and personality made me feel the spirit of generosity, and I was simply happy to see her sweet and genuine smile.

As I took the elevator back down I looked at my watch. One hour down, twenty three more to go. Somehow I will make it another day, and then another after that, and then pretty soon those days will add up to a week, and then the week will complete another month, and finally a year will have come and gone. I suppose all it will take is patience.

Sunshine Bodywork
Midtown East
646-244-7415
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