I wanted to forget Lani, considering her to be just one of those therapists who denied me. However, as the day ended at that time, she still occupied my mind. Her face, her hair, her figure dominated my thoughts. I couldn’t sleep. Two hours passed, I still couldn’t sleep. I was trying to deny her as well from entering into my brain but the more I pushed her away, the more her face persisted as if she was in front of my eyes.
What can I do? I realized I didn’t have to turn my back on her for fear I might lose my mind. So I just grabbed my dick and started masturbating while fantasizing she’s staring at me with her seductive look. I was imagining she’s stroking my legs as she provocatively let her tongue out, sliding it through her pouting lips. I was calling her name in a moaning manner, “Oh, Lani, my Lani! Suck my dick and lick it!” I closed my eyes, passionately touching my chest as if I was squeezing her breasts while my right hand continued to masturbate until I cummed. Aaahhh! That was soooo gooood! Uoohhh… Then I fell asleep.
On the following day, I tried to concentrate on my work. I just couldn’t. Her face still lingered. I noticed my dick began to stand up. Since I wore slacks, it was noticeable. When my female seatmate asked me a question, she was distracted upon my protruding fly. She couldn’t help but giggled.
Feeling embarrassed, I said to her, “Excuse me for a while,” as I awkwardly stood up and went to the C.R..
I glanced at my watch. It was my lunch break. I told myself, “I have to see Lani again. If she’s not there, I’ll take it as a sign that there’s no reason I have to even think about her. But if she’s there, fate must have something in store for both of us.”
I drove fast, overtaking each vehicle and even beating the red lights. I didn’t have an exact plan. All I knew I just had to see her again.
When I arrived in the spa, I immediately asked for her. The receptionist told me that she was still handling a customer. I waited for almost an hour until it was my turn. When she came to wash my feet, excitement and joy were all over me. The emotion was different. It was something I never felt for so many years. Just her presence alone brought the fountain of youth in me.
With enthusiasm, I said, “Hi, Lan! Kumusta?”
She shyly replied, “Ni balik lagi ka, sir!”
I responded, “Lagi. Ni balik gyud ko tungod nimo,” while trying to lower down my voice so the receptionist wouldn’t detect I got something special going on with their masseuse.
When we were inside the massage room, I said, “Lan, sorry again ha, katong gahapon. Wa gyud koy ngilad nga intention.”
“Kalimiti na lang tu, sir. Naa pud gani tuy usa ka customer katong ning aging adlaw. Mas grabe tu siya!”
“Unsa man diay iyang gi buhat nimo?”
“Namugos gyud siya nga akong e hand job ang iyaha. Bisag ni offer siyag 1k, wala gyud ko mosugot.”
“Nya, ning pugos gihapon siya?”
“Ni walk out gyud ko, sir. Wa nako siya gi tiwas og massage.”
“Mao ba? Lan, daghan kaayo kog pangutana nimo. Pila diay edad nimo?”
“19.”
“Asa diay ka nag trabaho sa una?”
“First time pa ni nako trabaho. Na undang mankog eskwela sa college kay akong papa na stroke. Nya akong mama, ni undag trabaho para makabantay sa akong papa. Therapist man akong mama diri, sir.”
“Ah, mao ba! Mao diay diri ka nagtrabaho. So gipa sud ka sa imong mama diri?”
“Uu, sir.”
“I hope di ka malain sa akong isulti, Lan, ha.”
“Unsa mana, sir?”
“Sa imong ka gwapa ba, I’m sure, daghan na kaykag mga customer nga nag sigeg balik balik diri.”
“Uu, sir. Ni ingon gani ko sa akong mama nga mu undang na lang ko ani kay samok naman kaayo. Gi kapoy nakog sigeg balibad. Nanga apply gani ko ron sa usa ka mall para mag sales lady. Nag tigom sa ko kay daghan kaayog requirements.”
“Mao ba. Naay 500 uh. At least maka tabang nag gamay sa imong requirements.”
“Sir, wala pa gani ta mag sugod og massage.”
“Ok, lang. Di na lang ko nimo magpa massage kay overbreak nako.”
“Nag work diay ka ron, sir?”
“Yes. Puwede mangayo ko sa imong number?”
She took her cellphone and showed me her number as I copied it to my phone.
“Sir, ayaw na ikalat akong number ha?”
“Makasalig ka nako.”
“Thanks, sir.”
I gently kissed her forehead as I warmly touched her shoulders. She was caught off guard. For a few seconds, we started at each other. I sensed the sadness in her eyes. I had an intuition there were more she wanna say to me.
“Sige, Lan, adto nako. I hope magkita nya ta. Ok ra nimo?”
She again gave me that half shy smile without saying a word.
