Howard's touch became lighter, soothing my nerves and lulling me into a near-sleep state. "We're all done, ma'am," he announced, just as I was on the edge of dozing off.I sat up quickly, removing my eye mask in surprise. "Finished already?" I asked, a little disappointed that the session had ended so soon.I glanced up to see Howard cleaning his hands with a damp cloth, noticing a smear of massage lotion. I looked away, my face heating up at the sight.Howard remained unfazed, his expression unreadable. "Yes, this session should help you feel better. If you'd like to continue with the messages, just message me to set up another appointment," he said, packing his things to leave.I sprang to my feet, ready to walk Howard out, but something about his look just did not sit right with me.My shirt was still halfway up.Then, out of nowhere, the door rattled.I jumped, almost forgetting I had a husband in the picture.If he walked in on another guy and me, my shirt half-off and all
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