The spa was completely silent except for the soft ambient music playing in the background. It was almost 10 pm, and Mr. James Callahan was my last client of the night. I had a feeling this session was going to be different the moment he walked in.
I’m Sophia, 26 years old, with long blonde hair, full D-cup breasts, and a curvy body that my tight white tank top and black yoga pants did nothing to hide. No bra tonight. I liked the way my hard n*****s poked against the thin fabric when I worked late.
James was 42, tall, broad-shouldered, and extremely fit. The moment he stepped into the private VIP room, his eyes slowly raked over my body, lingering on my chest and the way my leggings hugged my round ass.
“Mr. Callahan?” I asked sweetly.
“James,” he corrected, his deep voice sending a shi
