100 word story
I have pain in my lower back, so you offer to give a massage. Your strong hands quickly find the source of tension and your circular motions on my skin ease the stress. As I relax, I become distracted by your touch and the way your fingers sometimes curl around my sides. A primitive instinct takes over and my mind starts making suggestions for where your hands should drift next. I know there are other places on my body that are in desperate need of your fingerprints. Would you be willing to help me release a different kind of tension?