NTR Massage Parlour: A Wellness Technique Guide

After his brief blowjob session with his Aunt Yohan left for work.

Although it felt really nice seeing Vivian in that position, he was far from satisfied. Almost two days had gone by since he last had real sex.

'It's been from one tease to the other' he grumbled. He had completely forgotten that there was a time when this was all he could wish for.

He sighed, 'At least I have Mia and Chloe waiting for me at the shop'

A hopeful smile appeared on his face as he thought excitedly about the two beauties at the massage parlour. Just the thought of them alone was enough to lighten his mood.

When Yohan reached the shop, he was caught off guard—his uncle was just walking out.

"Uncle? What are you doing here?" he asked.

"I just came to see how things are," his uncle said calmly.

That calmness didn't sit right with Yohan, not after the argument they'd had earlier.

"It seems like everything is doing really well," he added with a small grin before walking off.

As he watched his uncle stroll away, Yohan could feel it in his chest something wasn't right.

He entered inside to see the three girls in the reception area as usual.

"Good morning, boss," Remi said first, her face lit with excitement.

"Good morning," Yohan replied. "What did my uncle want?"

"Nothing," Mia answered. "He just came to look around."

"That's all?"

"Yeah, he wasn't here for long," She said.

Yohan nodded slowly, his eyes narrowing. His uncle never dropped by for no reason, and now he just showed up out of nowhere? There had to be something behind it.

He tried to think it through but found no answers. Just then, he felt a small jab on his arm.

Turning, he saw Chloe pouting at him with a frown.

"Where have you been all morning?" she asked.

"I… I had stuff to do," he said with a shrug.

"So that's why you came in late? You think you can do whatever you want just because you own the place?" Chloe shot back.

"I mean… I do own the place," he chuckled.

"That doesn't give you the right to come and go as you please."

Yohan sighed. He didn't feel like arguing with her.

"Alright, fine. I'm sorry. I went to the gym this morning and ran into some trouble. I'll try to be on time from now on."

Chloe crossed her arms, still frowning. "You always say that, but we'll see."

Yohan gave a tired smile. "Fair enough."

Before she could press him further, Remi chimed in from behind the counter, "Boss, you should tell us about this 'trouble' you ran into. Sounds interesting."

Yohan shook his head. "It's nothing worth talking about. Just a misunderstanding."

But even as he said it, his mind drifted back to his uncle's sudden visit. Trouble seemed to be following him everywhere today.

His gaze shifted until it landed on Mia. Their eyes met for a brief second before her cheeks flushed red. She quickly turned away, pretending to busy herself with the counter.

A grin spread across his face, like a hungry predator looking at its helpless prey.

But then his eyes flicked back to Chloe, standing right beside him. How could he get to Mia without her interfering?

He thought about straight up inviting her to his office, but that would definitely offend Chloe.

'Why am I so worried about offending her, it's not like we are dating' he sighed, dragging his feet as he moved towards his office.

He had no answer but it didn't matter because he knew that if he wanted to keep Chloe around he couldn't do something like that. To her what they had was special and she would probably get hurt to see him locked inside alone with Mia.

"Still, she'll have to understand the truth sooner or later—we're not dating." Yohan dropped into a chair with a heavy sigh.

"I'm a free man," he said loudly, almost as if declaring it to the whole room. "and I'm not going to get tied down by any woman."

Just then, a knock came at the door before Remi poked her head in.

"Boss, are you alright? I heard you shouting," she asked, her brow furrowed with concern.

"I'm fine," Yohan said quickly. "Did you need something?"

"No, it's nothing," she said, stepping inside. She set a lunch box on the table.

"I brought you some food… I made it myself this time," she added timidly.

Yohan noticed how she always got like this whenever they were alone. Maybe she just wasn't comfortable around him.

"Thank you, Remi," he said with a smile, reaching out to give her head a gentle rub.

Her eyes lit up at the touch. She stared at him with dreamy eyes, her lips parting as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

Yohan chuckled softly. "What's with that look?"

Remi quickly shook her head, flustered. "N-Nothing! Just… enjoy the food, okay?"

She turned away, trying to hide the redness spreading across her cheeks. She hurried to the door, her hand already on the handle. But she stopped, hesitating. After a few seconds, she turned back to him.

"Yohan… I-I wanted to ask you something."

"Go ahead, Remi," he said casually.

She drew in a deep breath, as if the words were heavier than she could carry.

"Do you… have a girlfriend?" she asked at last.

Yohan's eyes widened. "What?"

Remi's face burned red as she quickly waved her hands. "F-Forget I said anything! I shouldn't have asked."

She turned back toward the door, wishing she could sink into the floor.

Yohan blinked, still caught off guard, then leaned forward. "Hold on, Remi. Why would you ask me that?"

Remi froze with her hand still on the door handle. She didn't turn around, but he could see her shoulders trembling slightly.

"I-I was just curious… that's all," she muttered.

Yohan tilted his head, studying her. "Curious, huh? Doesn't sound like just curiosity to me."

Slowly, Remi glanced back, her cheeks still glowing. "So… do you?"