Dermot's pov
He pressed my spine as he went lower and lower to my waist, he was thorough in his massage and I could feel myself getting better and more relaxed. He did it for a couple of minutes before he motioned me to turn around.
I didn't know they massaged the front part of the body, I always assumed it was just the back.
"Why am I turning?" I asked him, confused.
I didn't know there was a new style to massaging these days.
"Because I need to massage the front too, don't worry I won't be touching your breasts." He said as he smirked,
"I don't trust you," I smirked back.
He rolled his eyes at me, "turn around." He said firmly,
I did just that because I needed him to work his magic.
I laid like a robot because I wasn't wearing any panties and I didn't want him to get ideas in his head.
