Boss's Daughter Rubdown: A Risky Massage

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The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across Preston Parker’s sleek, modern apartment, a deceptive calm settling over the space. He had just finished a long, strenuous workout, his muscles aching and tight with a familiar fatigue. The unexpected ring of the doorbell introduced Giselle Palmer, his boss’s daughter, whose presence immediately shifted the atmosphere from one of solitude to one of charged, unspoken tension. She offered a disarming smile, explaining she was in the neighborhood and had heard he was a skilled masseur, a fact he hadn’t realized was known. With a hesitant nod, Preston retrieved his professional massage oil, the citrus scent filling the room as he tried to maintain a clinical detachment. Giselle settled onto the padded table, her initial soft sighs of relief gradually deepening into more appreciative, throaty murmurs as his strong hands worked her shoulders. The line between a therapeutic rubdown and something far more intimate began to blur with every slow, deliberate stroke of his palms down her spine. He could feel the latent energy humming beneath her skin, a silent challenge that made his own heart pound in a rhythm that was anything but professional. Her whispered thanks were warm against his ear, a clear invitation that made the potential consequences of this risky encounter feel thrillingly insignificant. The outside world, with its rules and professional hierarchies, seemed to dissolve completely in that dimly lit room. This was no longer about sore muscles, but a dangerous game where every touch was a gamble and the stakes were impossibly high.