"What’s wrong, Mr. Wang?"
I try my best to act as if nothing was amiss, "I am checking the injury on your leg, there’s a big bruise here, it must have been hit by the handlebar of a car."
"Just now I heard them say, your eyes..."
Wang Yaqi starts to speak but then stops.
"There’s something wrong with my eyes, I can’t see." I explain casually.
"Sorry about that..." After my answer, Wang Yaqi clearly breathed a sigh of relief.
In my heart, I sigh inwardly, it seems that I, Blind, must continue the pretense, otherwise women like Wang Yaqi would never fully let their guard down around me.
"That... let’s not go any higher, I can handle the injuries inside on my own later."
Even so, she still stops me, not allowing my hand to continue exploring under her skirt.
This shows just how conservative a woman Wang Yaqi is.
"Mr. Wang, didn’t you say it hurt here too? Don’t worry, I’m a doctor, in my eyes, there’s no difference between males and females, only patients."
I say this with utter seriousness.
"That’s true, but..."
Wang Yaqi gives an embarrassed smile, her face reddening, she stammers, "But still... I can’t... Ah... Why does it feel itchy?"
In that moment, she lets out a somewhat soul-stirring moan.
I know, it’s the medicinal ointment I applied starting to take effect.
"Master Xu, what is this you’ve applied on me? Why is it so itchy? There won’t be any problems, right?"
She asks with a face full of worry.
Perhaps because the itchiness is so intense, she wants to scratch it but fears aggravating the wound, she can only endure it, twisting restlessly on the massage bed, continuously letting out whimpering sounds.
"This is normal, it indicates that your wound is starting to heal. Rest assured, it will be fine soon, and it won’t leave a scar." I say with a smile.
Wang Yaqi widens her eyes, somewhat in disbelief.
At this point, my hand has reached the inner side of her thigh, where there’s also a bruise.
I must admit, Mr. Wang’s skin is really smooth and tender; touching it feels like touching a piece of jelly.
The calves are somewhat lean, but the thighs are meatier, making the touch even more Comfortable.
Wang Yaqi’s body seems very sensitive, as soon as my touch lands on the tender flesh of her inner thigh, her body involuntarily shudders, letting out a Comfortable groan from her nose.
"What’s wrong, Mr. Wang, does it hurt a lot?"
"No... it’s not the pain, it’s..."
Wang Yaqi, biting her fingertip, blushes and doesn’t know how to explain it to me.
I smile and slowly increase the pressure of my fingers, starting to knead.
The pleasurable sensation stirs the fire inside me, and the already aroused part of me becomes even more menacing, forming a small tent in my trousers.
Fortunately, at this moment, I am bent over, so Wang Yaqi hasn’t noticed yet.
As I knead, the initial pain fades away, replaced by endless Comfort.
Her voice is ethereal and crisp, especially with such moans, it becomes even more enticing.
Every moan hits me hard.
I swear, she is the woman with the most enticing moan I’ve ever encountered.
I only wonder what it would be like when she lets out a vocal performance.
Plus, her face filled with shyness, struggle, and pleasure only stirs the blood in my veins even more.
I continue to expand the range of my kneading, to provide her with an even more comprehensive experience of pleasure.
"It... It doesn’t seem to hurt that much anymore, and it’s also warm, very Comfortable."
"Mmm... mmm... Your hands, they’re so warm... it really feels Comfortable, ah..."
Wang Yaqi’s tender red lips slightly part, her cries become increasingly louder, tantalizing...
Clearly, she’s begun to enjoy the sensation.