Hands-On Affair

The energetic young man led me further inside to a row of rooms with the doors all tightly shut. From behind them came waves of rising and falling moans.

The sounds stirred something inside me. Before I knew it, I was already getting restless.

The guy brought me into an empty room. It was dim inside. When the lights came on, a hazy and suggestive purple glow filled the space.

I sat down on the bed covered with a white sheet. He naturally left, closing the door behind him. I gulped, wondering what kind of therapist I'd get.

Two minutes later, the door opened, and a woman walked in. She was wearing high heels and sheer stockings. Her white uniform couldn't hide her full chest. With a slim frame and striking curves, she was a knockout.

I was instantly captivated. Then, when I looked at her face, something about it felt familiar.

My eyes widened. "You… You're Hannah!"

It was Alara's cousin, Hannah Rivers.

Hannah froze too. "Ste-Stefan? I… Uh…" She looked completely flustered.

After all, we'd thought she was working a white-collar job in the city this whole time, making a solid income. I'd never imagined she was doing this.

Every time I saw her during the holidays, I'd be drawn to her innocent yet seductive looks. It made my heart feel restless. However, because of who she was, I could only look, never daring to act on it.

And now, I'd ended up choosing her as my therapist.

Flustered, Hannah offered to switch me to another therapist. But I jumped up and grabbed her wrist. "We're already here. It must be fate. No one else has to know. It's fine."

After some coaxing, she finally lowered her guard and agreed to service me. "Then, Stefan, you can't tell my family about this. They have no idea I work here."

I patted my chest. "Don't worry. There's no way I'd tell them something like this."

Hannah let out a soft laugh and hit me playfully. "Since it's you, Stefan, I'll put my trust in you."

I didn't waste any more time. Even if my ability had declined, when faced with a beautiful woman like her, a man's instincts were impossible to suppress.

She told me to take off my clothes and helped me change into the shop's thin blue underwear. The fabric was so sheer it barely hid anything…

I lay back on the bed as she took out a bottle of oil and poured some onto my body. Her hands were gliding smoothly over my skin. Almost instantly, a warmth ignited in my lower body. Under her skillful touch, I felt like I was floating.

Hannah glanced at my abs and couldn't help but praise me. "Stefan, I had no idea you were in such good shape."

Her compliment hit me right away. My hand slid onto her thigh as I returned the compliment. "You've got a great figure too; one of the best I've seen."

She giggled. "If it weren't for Alara, I would've wanted to try something with you a long time ago."

My excitement suddenly spiked. "You've thought about it too? I've actually had my eye on you for a while."

The thought that Hannah felt the same, and that I could have her more in the future, sent a thrill through me.

Her soft and delicate hands pressed, kneaded, and moved across my body. It left me burning, like I was wrapped in something soft and weightless.

When her hands reached my waist, my whole body reacted. That spot was the most sensitive. However, she didn't stop. Her hands kept moving lower.

I stared at her hands. Were they going there?

Hannah knew exactly how to tease a man. Her hands paused just below my abs, pressing lightly. At that moment, it felt like part of my masculine strength had returned.

At home, Alara would have to try everything before I could even get hard. However, now, with just a little massaging from Hannah, I was already reacting.

Seeing the change in me, a faint smile played at the corner of Hannah's lips.