Her Tender Touch, Scene #01

In the intimate confines of her home therapy practice, the captivating Sally D'Angelo is just finishing up preparations when, lo and behold, in walks Jake Adams, hobbling on crutches, his first appointment etched in pain across his face. But wait, is that a spark in his eyes as he catches sight of Sally? Indeed, it is! His discomfort seemingly melts away, replaced by an unmistakable infatuation. "Oh, you poor dear! You must be my 10 o'clock?" she greets him warmly, and Jake, well, Jake is already smitten. Sally, ever the professional, helps him onto the massage table, her hands beginning their skilled assessment of his injury. Jake, despite the pain, is entranced. Could this be the start of something unexpected? "Let's get you scheduled for a few more appointments," Sally suggests, and Jake, snapping back to reality, nods eagerly. His smile says it all—he's hooked! Weeks pass, and Jake's healing journey continues, but it's not just his injury that's progressing. His feelings for Sally are growing, blossoming with each visit. They chat, they laugh, and Sally, ever the encouraging soul, assures him he'll find someone special soon. Jake, tentatively, hints at his feelings, "Maybe I've already met her, right?" Sally's smile, mysterious and alluring, leaves him guessing. The next appointment arrives, and with it, Jake, bearing flowers. "They're for you," he says, handing them to Sally. She's charmed, and as she hugs him, Jake revels in the moment, her warmth, her closeness. He's quick to credit her for his progress, "No more limping, thanks to you!" But when Sally suggests this might be their last session, Jake's panic is palpable. "No, I'm still tender," he insists, hoping for more time, more massages, more of Sally. Sally watches him, her smile soft, understanding. She agrees, and as she begins to massage Jake, her hands work their magic, moving up his leg, drawing out a response from deep within him. "Higher?" she asks, her voice a gentle tease. Jake, surprised but eager, hesitates, "But if you go any higher, you'll be... you know." Sally giggles, her eyes sparkling with mischief, "Yes, I know." From their first meeting, Jake was drawn to Sally's tender touch, her warmth, her charm. And now, as the massage continues, as boundaries blur, it becomes clear—Sally isn't immune to Jake's boyish charms either. The stage is set, the actors are ready, and the performance? Well, it's about to become something neither of them will forget. Will Jake's infatuation lead to something more? Will Sally's professional demeanor give way to her own desires? The scene is a dance of sorts, a tantalizing tango of touch and emotion. Every glance, every word, every caress builds the tension, stokes the flames of their connection. And as the camera rolls, capturing every intimate moment, one question lingers—where will this tender touch lead them?