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The Blind Massuer

To manage rising bills during the pandemic, a man resumes his former role as a blind masseur. His return to the industry leads him to an office building's top floor, where he uncovers a secretive, high-end service. His situation becomes complicated when his first client is revealed as Rosaline Dunne, the stunning CEO of his full-time workplace. Faced with her request for a special massage, he must navigate a risky professional overlap while keeping his identity hidden.
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Chapter 1

During the pandemic, to earn more money to pay my bills, I went back to my old part-time job as a blind masseur.

However, I did not expect that on the top floor of the office building, there was a hidden special service being offered.

My first customer when I went to the top floor to work was the beautiful CEO at my full-time job, Rosaline Dunne. She requested a special massage from me…

My name was Matthew Smith, and I was a salesman.

Due to the pandemic, my company’s business has been rough. It was already a blessing that I was able to keep my job. However, I did not manage to get any sales commission.

I was at my wits’ end. To put food on the table for my family, I went back to my old part-time job to be a masseur.

I never went to college. After I graduated from high school, I went to a vocational school and learned some massage skills.

However, I looked down on this skill. After I graduated, I got a sales job instead.

If it was not for the fact that I couldn't make enough money, I would not have considered picking up this skill again.

When I was looking for part-time masseur jobs, I found out that blind masseurs earned higher salaries. I had a sneaky idea.

I bought a pair of sunglasses and pretended to be a blind person. Then, I went for an interview at a blind massage center.

Since my skills were good, I managed to get the job successfully.

I worked as a salesman during the day and pretended to be a blind masseur at night.

At first, I thought that would be it. The money that I earned from being a blind masseur was enough to support my family.

After working as a blind masseur for two weeks, my boss suddenly wanted to talk to me.

“Matthew, you’ve worked here for two weeks, right?” asked my boss as he patted my shoulder.

I nodded and said nervously, “Yes. Did I do something wrong?”

My boss dismissed my worry with a wave of his hand. “No, you’re doing great! Your customers all praise your good techniques. They say that you always make them feel very comfortable.”

I let out a sigh of relief.

He then said, “Matthew, since you’re doing great, I want to give you an opportunity. Do you want to earn more money?”

I was momentarily stunned and immediately nodded. “Of course!”

My boss nodded in satisfaction.

I was a little excited. I saw he was staring at me. He suddenly reached out, and it seemed like he wanted to poke my eyes.

I shivered and instinctively wanted to dodge.

However, I stopped myself just in time. I was pretending to be blind. I should not be able to see anything!

If I moved, it would give away the truth!

His fingers stopped right before my eyes as I remained motionless.

He nodded and grabbed my hands. He said, “Matthew, we provide a hidden service on the top floor.”

“What kind of service is that?” I asked.

He said meaningfully, “You’re in this industry, so you’d know that some people are more sensitive when they’re being massaged. Some of them feel pleasure from it, right?”

I nodded. I learned that when I was in vocational school.

Besides, during the two weeks that I was here, I met customers who were a bit more sensitive than others. They could not bear the stimulation from the massage after a short while.

“Those who are on the top floor are our VIPs. You have to be careful not to provoke them.

“If they like your service, you’d be able to earn a lot of money. A little tip from them might be worth more than your salary.”

My eyes widened behind my sunglasses.

It sounded too good to be true.

I gulped and immediately said, “Don’t worry, I’ll do my best!”

“Good. You can head to the top floor tomorrow. I have high hopes for you.” He patted my shoulder and left.

I clenched my fist in excitement after he left.

After work the next day, I rushed to the massage center.

Someone led me to the top floor and into a room.

I was shocked when I looked at the furnishings.

The room looked very luxurious. An average person would not be able to afford something like this.

“Matthew, get ready. The VIP is almost here.” The supervisor came in to inform me.

I nodded and stood by the door. I lowered my head as I waited.

After a while, the door opened.

I saw a pair of long legs wrapped in black pantyhose. She was wearing a pair of high heels too.

I kept my head low as I said respectfully, “Good evening, Miss. I’m Masseur No. 888. I look forward to serving you today.”

“Are you new?” she asked as she stood before me.

I nodded. “Yes, Miss.”

“Look up,” she said.

I raised my head.

Through the sunglasses, I met her eyes.

I was completely dumbfounded.

Rosaline Dunne? I could not believe it!

Rosaline was the CEO of our company.

Almost all male colleagues fantasized about her. I was no exception.

I was a normal man, after all. Even though I was married, it stirred some feelings in me whenever I saw a beautiful woman like Rosaline.

But I had not expected to see her here.

“Take off your sunglasses. I don’t like when people talk to me with sunglasses on,” Rosaline said coldly.

I trembled, but I still took off the sunglasses.

My eyes were lifeless and unfocused as I stared in front of me.

To get hired at this massage center, I had spent a lot of time learning how to pretend to be a blind person.

Rosaline stared intently into my eyes.

I did not even dare to blink. She finally looked away just when my eyes were getting sore.

I let out a sigh of relief. It was fortunate that I was not very well known in our company. As a CEO, she did not know about me.

“You look handsome. Now, let me see your skills.”

After she said that, she started to take off her clothes right in front of me.

I gulped as she tossed her clothes away.

Finally, she was wearing her birthday suit. She lay down on the massage bed.

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