I know Pulp Fiction covered foot massages, but this is different...
For the past week or so, my shoulder has been killing me, and it's hurt to lift my arms past my chest. This woman at work (roughly 35, moderately attractive) offered to rub it for me tomorrow, since she was already leaving by the time I got to work today.
I told Emily it had been bothering me, she said to have someone rub the knot out (since she's an hour away, and won't be up for a few weeks), and I informed her of everything that was talked about today. She's fine about it, but I still feel awkward having another woman rubbing me like that, even if Emily approves.
There's no temptation there...It's just that a massage is a little much, no matter the circumstances...Your thoughts?
*awaits the NorCal line of "would you mind Emily geting rubbed down by a dude"*
For the past week or so, my shoulder has been killing me, and it's hurt to lift my arms past my chest. This woman at work (roughly 35, moderately attractive) offered to rub it for me tomorrow, since she was already leaving by the time I got to work today.
I told Emily it had been bothering me, she said to have someone rub the knot out (since she's an hour away, and won't be up for a few weeks), and I informed her of everything that was talked about today. She's fine about it, but I still feel awkward having another woman rubbing me like that, even if Emily approves.
There's no temptation there...It's just that a massage is a little much, no matter the circumstances...Your thoughts?
*awaits the NorCal line of "would you mind Emily geting rubbed down by a dude"*