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NTR Massage Parlour: A Wellness Technique Guide

Chapter 51: Working Alone

Author: untamed_villain
updatedAt: 2025-09-15

CHAPTER 51: WORKING ALONE

The early evening sun spilled across the street, casting a warm glow outside the massage parlour where Yohan and Vivian stood.

"I’ll be heading home now," she said awkwardly

"Okay, I’ll finish up here before I leave... see you at home," he waved her goodbye.

As Vivian walked home she couldn’t shake off the thoughts that flooded her mind.

’What have I done? I had sex with Yohan... what am I going to tell my husband if he finds out?’

But it wasn’t only the guilt she was feeling at that moment. The weakness of her legs and the insistent ringing she was feeling in her pussy was reminding her of the sex she had just experienced

She rubbed her lips, the taste of her nephew-in-law returning for a second,

"How could I have let something like this happen?"

That evening when Yohan arrived home his Uncle was seated at the dining table and his Aunt was just serving him his dinner.

"Good evening," he greeted,

Him and Vivian locked eyes for a moment before she anxiously shifted her gaze.

"Yohan, You’re back. I was looking for you a while ago," his uncle said.

"Hmm, why?"

"A friend of mine informed me that he has an available apartment and I wanted you to go check it out,"

"An apartment, what for?" Aunt Vivian asked surprised,

’He’s already looking for an apartment for me, does he really want me gone that badly?’

"Didn’t I tell you? Yohan and I decided it was finally time he got a place of his own,"

"Is this true?" His Aunt turned to him

Yohan couldn’t say her husband was the one kicking him out, what could she even do about it?

He sighed, "yeah, I guess"

From Yohan’s reaction Vivian could tell that wasn’t the full truth, but after she considered it for a moment, she reasoned

"Maybe it was for the best,"

For his uncle she was merely just agreeing with him but Yohan knew what she was trying to say.

’She also wants me gone because of what happened between us’ he reasoned as he laid on his bed.

"So I guess that’s it, they both want me gone," he sighed.

For some reason this made him think about his dead parents.

"I wonder how things would have been that day if they didn’t drive the car," he thought sadly. Over the years he found himself asking the question once in a while, even well into the future.

"Well that’s a different lifetime," he said as he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

The next morning he got ready and went to work, since Chloe didn’t come to work he was the only one there for most of the day.

Except when a customer came in, actually it was three elderly men, two he recognized from two days ago.

"Good afternoon gentlemen, how can I help you this fine afternoon?"

"We are here for a massage," one of them said.

"Okay, we are a bit short on staff at the moment so you’ll all have to wait your turn while I attend to each of you," Yohan said with a friendly smile.

"Huh? Why is it you giving us the massage, What about that pretty girl from the other day?"

Yohan sighed, "unfortunately she is unavailable at the moment, but I assure you I’ll take good care of you,"

As he said it, it felt weird leaving his mouth.

The men also made faces, one of them even nudged the other and whispered "I don’t want to be massaged by a man,".

"Me too," he replied, "You both told me there was a pretty girl here that’s why I came,"

Their tone was low but Yohan could obviously hear them.

Until the first one finally said, "Maybe we’ll come back another time,"

Yohan shook his head, ’To be honest I don’t blame you guys I would have probably done the same thing’

That evening, after he closed up he matched straight to Mia’s house and knocked on the door

Mia opened up, "Yohan, what are you doing here?"

She invited him inside and gave him a cup of coffee.

"Mia you have to come back to work!" He demanded.

After what happened today he realized that the massage parlor would not survive without at least one beautiful woman.

Imagine as a guy going for a massage and meeting another man telling you, ’I’ll take good care of you’, thinking back Yohan could see how his choice of words only made that situation worse. But that was not the point, the point was that with Chloe gone Mia was his only hope.

"Yohan I already told you I don’t want to work there anymore and I already even got a new job. I start tomorrow... I’m sorry,"

Yohan sighed, "I told Chloe everything,"

Mia was surprised, "you did?"

"Yeah , you were right, I had to tell her. I might be an animal that can’t control himself but I don’t want to hurt people I care about. People like you and Chloe..."

Mia blushed slightly, "Y-you care about me?"

"Of course, I wouldn’t do those things with you if I didn’t," he teased with a small chuckle.

"I actually came here because Chloe didn’t show up for work today, and I didn’t know what to do about it. After I told her about it she just ran away," he sighed

Mia held his hand, and gave him a warm comforting smile, "Yohan, you just have to give her a little bit of time,"

Something Yohan has noticed was that Mai was never truly angry at him. It wasn’t because of the fact that he helped her or that she liked him, it was more like it was in her nature. She was a nice and kind person that always tried to see the good side of people.

’Maybe that’s why I feel so comfortable around her’

He reasoned as he continued to stare at her pretty face,

Then he sighed, before standing to his feet, "I know, but that is why you have to come back because this is partly your fault you’re the one that told me to tell her everything,"

"How does that make it my fault?! You are the one that forced me to have sex with you!"

"Okay, there’s no need to be so loud," Yohan rubbed his ears, "do you want to give your neighbors a wrong impression of me?"

"What I meant to say was, please come back. I need you..." Yohan said it with a charming smile that disarmed all the locks she had placed up.

She hesitated for a bit, but she had no other choice than to agree, "okay, I’ll come in tomorrow,"

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