Throughout our conversation the wheels had been turning in my head, and I was harboring my own fantasies ever since our earlier conversation. They certainly helped to get me off, and now I wondered if I could make them a reality, which would hopefully help him out in his fantasy department.
“Was that a massage table I saw in your yoga room?” I queried.
“Yes, it's one of my guilty pleasures, having regular massages in the comfort of my home.”
I got quiet, wondering how to approach the next part of my request. I couldn't decide if it was easier to broach the conversation with someone on whom the relationship was based solely on s*x, or with a loving and committed partner that one could – and should – be open and honest with. Since I'd never told Gary about my deepest darkest fantasies (ba
