A Phone Call Away

Neon said Happy
Time Massage
parked the car
a rental Dodge,
Rang the bell
curtain parted
girl said: “hey there
let’s get started…”,

Agreed on a price
showed me the way
“if you don’t mind
I will stay,”
She set on the chair
watched me undress
she was wearing panties
a skintight dress,

I got on the table
face down, candlelight
she asked if I was
feeling alright,
Poured hot oil
length of my spine
took off her dress
let bodies align,

Massaged my back
with her breasts and feet
rubbed me hard
could feel the heat,
Ran her hands
where the sun doesn’t shine
worked for me
I was feeling fine,

Rubbed my legs
top to bottom
reached between
held my scrotum,
Said she could feel
my pulse in her hand
asked if I believed
in the Promised Land,

I rolled on my back
her panties came off
waved them like a flag
flying aloft,
Rubbed my chest
my arms and thighs
my penis now
erect, full size,

She asked about lovers
how many I had
she played with my penis
confessed she was bad,
She was in for the money
didn’t mind the work
said some of her clients
the epitome of jerk,

Talked as in
a coffee shop
her hand on my shaft
bottom to top,
The deal wasn’t sex
or oral pleasure
but got my money’s worth
by any measure,

When it was over
I got dressed to go
she gave me her panties
and said: “you know”,
“When you’re masturbating
in a hotel alone
there’s a number on them
you can always phone …”,