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A Day at the Spa

By: Mistress Maria



My husband paid for one of those days of beauty at one of those ritzy, exclusive, health and beauty spas in the west end of town. It was a lovely Mother's Day present for me and it was a welcomed gift, because I have been running ragged raising our two children and maintaining a household.

My husband dropped me off at the spa a little after 10:00 in the morning. I checked in and was directed to a room where I can stow my clothes and belongings. I stripped out of my sun dress, panties, and bra put them in the small dressing area reserved for me. I put on a white silk robe provided by the spa. My day of beauty included, a full body message, facial, seaweed wrap, sauna and spa bath. A champagne lunch was to be served around noon. 

I started off with a message followed by a seaweed wrap. I never had a seaweed wrap and it was quite interesting. They put me in a steamy room with a padded table. A pretty young girl with long straight sandy brown hair came into the room. She was clad in a pastel orange bikini. She was thin, yet shapely. Her skin was beautiful and she had well toned muscle structure. I guessed her to be 24-years-old. I was only 30 , but I felt so old compared to her. I thought I was still attractive and young looking for 30-years-old. My husband always assured me of that. My skin was soft and I had no wrinkles or age lines yet. My dark natural curly hair was full and long falling about mid-back. I stood about 5'-7", 135 pounds, with wide hips, shapely thighs, and a small waist. My breasts were a size 40, D-cup, thanks to my last pregnancy. They were full, round, and still firm, but they drooped ever so slightly. I was still lactating as I had my son only 8 months prior. My daughter was four years old and looks like her father. I thought of them and missed them dearly as I tried to relax and treat myself to some luxury.

The girl said her name was Natalie and she was going to do my seaweed wrap. She told me to take off my robe and lay down on the table. I stripped out of my robe and was nude in front of this girl. I was a bit subconscious, but I viewed the situation as a sort of medical treatment. I am sure she was a professional. She was nice and made me feel at ease. I laid upon the table on my back as she applied the green seaweed goop all over my naked body. It felt so good when she applied the mixture on my swollen breasts and down my abdomen. I had a small washcloth covering my pubic region for modesty. It felt fantastic having another woman rubbing my naked body. I never been with another woman before, but I always wondered what it would be like. This was quite a tantalizing experience for me. Natalie was very nice and very pretty. After she applied the seaweed mixture to my whole body she left me to allow it to harden. Fifteen minutes later, she came back and washed the stuff off of me. I felt like a princess being bathed by a beautiful young servant girl. 

When she was through, Natalie instructed me to go tï the sauna for my steam bath. During my steam bath I met a nice lady, Joyce, who was a handsome 48-year-old blond woman. She was very rich and her husband owned a magazine company. She looked very good for her age. She was cordial, but a bit snobbish. After the sauna, I went to the Jacuzzi room, which was large and roomy which resembled an ancient Roman bath. All of the other women customers seemed to congregate here at the same time. There were seven women, including myself, ranging in age from 23 to 48. They were all totally nude. There were women of all shapes and sizes. I saw different breast sizes and shapes. I noticed the variety of pubic grooming and deplilatory methods each of the women used. Some women trimmed their pubic hair to the bare minimum, while others allowed their hair to grow more liberally. All the women regardless of body flaws seemed so comfortable with their nudity. They were all wealthy and looked as if they really took care of themselves. They had to look good for their rich husbands so they could be shown off, I thought to myself. I was still bit subconscious about my appearance. I lost my baby fat, but I still had a small paunch with a healed 8 inch scar across the top of my pubic line from the cesarean section 8 months ago. All the women seemed to be paired with their girlfriends which made them more comfortable, but I was alone and it added to my nervous apprehension. I felt like I was in the girls locker room back in high school, except I no longer have my tight 16-year-old body anymore. Well, I took a deep breath of courage and dropped my towel on the nearby lounge chair. I was totally naked and felt vulnerable and uneasy, but I forged on. It was a bit drafty and I begin to move quickly to the bubbling Jacuzzi, where the other women were choosing their places to sit and soak. I was relieved as no one seemed to be looking at me.

As I got to the edge of the Jacuzzi, I heard bustling noises coming from the lounge area. Suddenly, five young men with shaved heads and their faces covered by black and blue bandannas burst into the large bath area. They were all armed with guns of all types and sizes. The leader barked out orders, "Spread out! Surround them!" Then he began yelling at us, "All right ladies this is hold up! Do exactly what we say and nobody gets hurt!" What a cliché I thought. It must be some sort of joke or prank. Some of the women squealed and gasped. "Everyone out of the water with your hands up and no one try to scream or run because me and my homies will kill all you bitches!" The men looked like young Latinos and Caucasians, ranging in age from 18 to 25. They were dressed like gang members. "Move I said, " the leader shouted even louder as he grabbed the back of my hair, pulled me back, then threw me forward toward the shower room. It hurt and I realized then it was no prank. The men rounded up all the naked and frightened women up and directed us to the shower room. The women stood crying an whimpering. I heard some of them saying, "Oh my God! What are they going to do to us?"

The men had already secured the employees. They tied up the male employees and kept them in the office. They ripped out the phones, drew the blinds, locked all doors and windows, and placed the closed sign out the front door. The men stormed in the back door and took the employees by surprise. They brought the young female receptionist, a female masseuse, and Natalie into the showers with us. 

"Wait! There is something wrong here." Said the leader sharply. "What's that Patron?" Asked one of the robbers.

The leader pointed his gun at the clothed women and glared.

"Strip!" He shouted, motioning for the remaining 3 women to undress.

The red headed female receptionist was clad in a small black skirt, a lavender blouse, and black tights. She began bawling as she removed her clothes. The poor thing appeared to be only 18-years-old. This must have been a summer job for her. Natalie, trembling, peeled off her orange bikini. She had a beautiful body. She looked over at me and tears welled in her eyes. I looked down, ashamed that I was actually admiring her body. The masseuse striped out of white pants and a flowered short sleeved shirt. Now there were 10 nude and helpless women being held captive in this now crowded shower room by these young violent street thugs. The men found some duct tape in the office and used it to bind all our hands behind our backs.

The leader directed some of his men to escort each woman to their belongings so that they could take their cash, credit cards, and valuables. The leader took me and as we were about to leave he cracked me hard on my bare buttocks with his open hand, "Let's go bitch! Move it!" I jumped forward from the shock and quickly moved out of the shower room.. My ass stung from the strike which echoed loudly in the tiled shower room. The man began to pinch my butt and laughing as we walked along. I jumped and twinged with every other step and began to tear up in humiliation. I got to my storage area and gave him my purse. He found only $20 and one credit card. I left my jewelry at home because I didn't want to get it lost. Thank God I left my wedding ring at home too, I thought.

"That's it bitch? Where's the rest of it.?" He demanded.

"I am not a rich woman like the rest of them here. My husband is only an accountant." I explained.

"Well you got more than most people in my neighborhood have. You can still come to a place like this, bitch! What you spend for one day here could feed my family for a month. So don't give me that poor me crap." He argued his point well. He was right and I felt guilty.

He brought me back to the shower room. Some of the men were now pawing and molesting the women. The leader seemed to be upset of what was going on. He threw me into the crown of nude women. Natalie caught me and prevented me from falling. She held me up. I felt here moist warm skin as our breasts collided. We held onto each other and tried to console each other.

"What do you suppose they are going to do to us?" Natalie asked me.

"I don't know. They got all our money and valuables, maybe they will leave us alone now." I tried to reassure her, but I was so naive.

"You fucking horn dogs will get your chance, just wait a minute!" The leader shouted to his subordinates. "We got to make sure everything is all secure and one of you has to act as a guard so there are no surprises. Comprende?" Then he addressed the hostages, "Okay ladies. It appears we have some time to kill here. We thank you for your generous donations, but we still have some business to attend to. You see, some of my homies have been locked up for a while. They haven't been laid for some time and with all you lovely women at their immediate disposal. Well, my boys are going to have some fun with you. And if you give them any trouble, they have my full permission to kill you. Understand?" The women began weeping and whispering. Some pleaded and sobbed. Some tried to protest to no avail.

"Have at it hombres!" The leader announced. The men began grabbing the women and throwing them down on the hard tile floor. They dropped their pants and began raping the women they selected. They were doing all sorts of things to these terrified women. All types of sexual positions and orifices were being penetrated. The ratio of women to men were two to one and the men were determined to share us all. Then I saw some horrific sights. I saw a younger gang member, maybe 18-years-old, sticking an uzi machine gun into Joyce's vagina and laughed as she sobbed uncontrollably. I was shocked and stunned at the violence used. 

Then the leader snapped at and motioned for me and Natalie to follow him to an available corner in the shower room. We were still clinging to each other. As we got to the leader's selected corner, he ordered Natalie to face the wall and kneel. He stood me up in the corner and pressed his body against me. I felt his erection in his pants as he poked it in my tummy. He grabbed me by the throat with his powerful left hand and he took his gun in his right hand. It was a black ominous pistol and pointed it at my temple. I don't know if it was a 9mm or a 45 caliber. I was sheltered. I knew nothing about guns. I was terrified and could hardly breath. 

"Please don't hurt me." I begged.

"Hurt you? Naw, I'm going to fuck you. I haven't decided if I am going to kill you after though."

"Please, I am married and have two small children."

"All right! A married woman. I bet after you have a Latin lover like me you will dump that white bread husband of yours. Have you bee with anyone else, besides him?"

"No. I have only been with him. So please don't make me. My husband won't be able to live with the thought of me being violated. It will devastate him."

"I bet you two were high school sweet hearts huh? You are pretty hot for a young mamma. I'll bet you're real fertile too. I would love to get you pregnant. Would you like to have a Latino kid growing in your belly?" 

"Please, No! At least wear a condom." I didn't want him to get me pregnant. I knew I was close to my ovulation time and the chances of a post-partum woman is very high. I was also concerned about disease. 

He began to loosen his grip on my throat and brought the gun down, brushing my cheek with it. He brushed the gun against my lips and slowly moved downward to my chin and down the left side of my neck. He was strangely gentle with this weapon of destruction. If it were his hands instead of cold steel it would be very sensual touching. 

He poked the barrel of his gun playfully into my breasts. He was grinning and chuckling to himself. I winced in pain as he was hurting my tender breasts, while hoping the gun would not accidentally go off. Then he raked his gun down my midriff and paused at my scar. He examined the scar intently and dragged the pistol back and forth along its course. I get itchy there sometimes and the scratching with the hard steel surface actually felt pleasant.

"Ah, the badge of motherhood. I love a the belly of a young mother. I bet you are real fertile, huh little mamma?" He broke his concentration and looked me in the eye, " Hey. Did you like the way my little homie was fucking that old broad with his gun? Did that fucking make you hot? I saw how you were staring." He looked down menacingly at his gun then at my pussy.

"Oh Please don't" I pleaded.

"Shut up!" He yelled thrusting his gun roughly against my clitoris smashing it against my pubic bone. I gasped and winced in terror and pain. I could not speak. He manipulated his gun so that the barrel open found and enveloped my entire marble sized clit. He twisted and turned the gun on my clit. It became engorged as the blood rushed into it. I was getting so wet as he manipulated my sensitive clit via his gun. I closed my eyes and breathed heavily as he worked it more and more. Then he slipped the gun off my clit and inserted slowly into my vagina.

"Oh no please!" I begged. I could not believe a loaded gun was in my vagina. "It might go off. I don't want to die."

"Just shut up or I will blast your pretty pussy all over this tile wall.!" He thrust the gun hard inside me as he said this. I let out a short scream in pain as the edge of the metal front gun sight nicked one of the inner walls inside my vagina. The cold thick metal of the gun kind of reminded me of a speculum used in a pelvic exam in my gynecologist's office. He was going to kill me I feared. The thought of a bullet penetrating me in my most intimate and sensitive parts of my body made me paralyzed in sheer terror. After the initial thrust, the leader kept working his gun in and out of me. He was raping me with his gun. It was painful, but strangely exhilarating and even erotic. I was so ashamed that I even had the remotest twinge of pleasure in all this. But then I caught myself moaning, not in pain, but in pleasure. What was I thinking?

After a few minutes he stopped and pulled his pistol out of me. I looked down to see his gun was saturated with my juices and a little bit of blood from when he nicked me. I was so close to climaxing when he stopped. He pushed me down on to the hard, cold , wet, tile floor. The coldness was uncomfortable on my warm buttocks.

"I want you to watch as I fuck your friend here." The leader said as he reached down and pulled Natalie back by the hair. He cut her binds with a large knife he kept on his belt. He made her get on all fours while he unzipped his baggy pants. He withdrew a large golden brown penis, which was thick and well erect. He was well endowed,`much bigger than my husband. This was the only other live penis I saw besides that of my husband and father. The leader got down behind Natalie and entered her vagina. He jammed the first thrust hard into her. She threw her head back violently as she was not prepared for such force into her all at once.

"Wow, you are wet girl. I guess you like seeing all these cunts being fucked in front of you by some real men, huh?" Said the leader.

Natalie could not reply because she was seemingly moaning and groaning in ecstasy from the sound pumping she was getting. I was getting turned on at seeing Natalie being fulfilled by this young forceful buck. It was very animalistic and I couldn't suppress my feeling of arousal. I would be playing with my wet pussy if my hands were not bound behind me. Natalie was loud in expressing her pleasure. She was a screamer. Then she climaxed. I could tell as she hit her crescendo and then collapsed. The leader kept going for a few more minutes and he tensed up and let loose inside her.

He pulled out of her and left her motionless on the tile floor. Then he came over to me and made me get on my knees. It was uncomfortable having my boney knees on the hard floor. He picked up my chin and looked down at me while stroking his still swollen cock. "I want you to taste her on me. Suck me back to a full hard on." He ordered. I hesitated, but I wanted to put that gorgeous brown cock into my mouth. I just needed to be prodded in order to release me of the responsibility.

"Do it!" He snapped planting his pistol in my forehead, "Or I will fucking kill you!" That was the excuse I needed to relieve me a little from the tremendous guilt I was feeling toward my unknowing husband at home. I took the leader's member into my full lips and moved up his cock. It was too big and I could not take it all in my mouth. His flesh was hot and soft. His pubic hair was full and coarse. He had a very manly smell. I bathed and worshipped his hot throbbing cock with my tongue. I swirled around his thick head and shaft. I hardly ever did this with my husband anymore. Everything was just so surreal. I looked up at the leader to see if he was enjoying what I was doing. He was. He rolled his eyes in back of his head and moaned with delight. I sucked him off until he came. He trembled as he spurted his pearly essence into my wet, warm, inviting, mouth. I swallowed every bit of his ejaculate.

"Ah. Good girl. I am glad you swallowed it, because I would have beat the shit out of you if you didn't." He said as he used his thumb to wipe a small drop of cum from the corner of my mouth. "Now." He continued, "I want you to eat out your cute friend here and suck my cum out of her pussy, while I watch and get myself hard again." He cut the tape from my wrists and pushed me toward Natalie. I crawled over to Natalie who was still lying face down. She was whimpering. I nudged her and told her that I was sorry. 

"That's okay. You have to do what you have to stay alive. I understand." Natalie said with tear filled eyes, but she managed a small smile of reassurance. She moved over onto her butt and opened her legs for me. She had a plush thatch of dark brown pubic hair shaped in the most perfect triangle about her pussy. He mound was plump and her labia were tucked neatly within her. Her pink clit was recessed in her fleshy clitoral hood. It was a clean, pretty pussy all the way around. I was getting aroused at the sight of it. I was mesmerized by it. It touched it and caressed it before I put my mouth on it. I was never with another woman before and I was nervous, but very curious as to how I would react. I was even more curious to see how she was going to react. Will she like it? Will she like being with me, even in this forced set of circumstances. I didn't really know what to do. But, being a woman, I just did what I would like to have done to me. I licked and flicked my darting tongue at her clitoris. It poked out of its hood. It was so red and inflamed. I messaged and kneaded it with my tongue. She tasted so sweet. She was really wet. Then I worked my way down to her vagina, which still was leaking the leader's ejaculate. The combination of his and her fluids was heavenly to taste. I slurped the juices out of her. She writhed and moaned as I did this. Then I went back up to her clit and worked it hard and fast with my tongue. I inserted my right index and middle fingers into her wet vagina and moved them in and out rapidly as I licked her clit. She raised up off the floor and pushed my head into her soaking vulva. She smelled musty and womanly. She began to hyper-ventilate and come with a jerking orgasm. She fell back motionless with the exception of her stroking my long curly hair. 


A Day at the Spa



I took a brief pause to see what was going on around me. I saw the mature Joyce and the young receptionist being brutalized and fucked the hardest. One of the thugs was raping the young receptionist with one of the champagne bottles from the champagne lunches promised us. The sight was what I imagined what a Roman orgy would have been like in an ancient Romanesque bath house.

In all this activity, I heard the sounds crying, screaming, whimpering, pleading and even climaxing women in the shower. I all but forgot about the leader for a moment. He was standing behind Natalie and me, admiring us, and stroking himself to full erection again.

"Okay it's your turn now." He glared at me with a smile.

"You mean me and her." I pointed alternately between Natalie and myself.

"No you silly cunt. I am going to fuck that sweet pussy of yours now." He growled.

"No! For God's sake please! I am faithfully married to a wonderful man."

"That's what makes it all the better babe."

"But I am very sore and tender down there from when you stuck you gun up inside me."

"Then you will be very sensitive and get to feel every inch and diameter of me." The leader hissed then sprung toward me. He pulled me hard d by the hair and dragged me to the room where Natalie gave me my seaweed wrap. He threw me down hard on the padded table. I landed on my back side. He climbed the table and forced my legs open. He jammed his pistol into my aching vagina again. It burned as if a hot poker was inside me. He proceeded to slap my breast very hard going from side to side, using both sides of his wildly wailing hand. My nipples and breasts stung sharply with every strike. He slapped me once very hard on my face. I felt and tasted blood on my lip. I began to cry.

"You're hurting me." I broke down. The leader stopped his frenzied attack and looked at me sympathetically.

"I'm sorry. I am a vile, vicious animal. I am a product of these cruel streets. I could never have a chance of being with a truly beautiful lady like you on regular terms. This is the only way I could ever have someone like you. You wouldn't give me the time of day if you saw me on the street. In fact, you would clutch your purse and cross the street if you saw me." 

He was probably right. That would be my first impression of him. But I was able to see a good side, even a sensative side, to this young leader of battle harden street warriors. 

"You are a good looking, articulate guy. You are smart and have great leadership ability. You are driven and I am sure you get what you want most of the time. If given the opportunity you could go far in life and be very successful. I am sure you never got a break and that's so unfair. I am sorry for what society has done to you." I was actually consoling my adductor, tormentor, robber, and rapist.

"You know something? you're right. I just never got any breaks. Rich prick assholes married to those stuck up cunts in there always get the breaks. Not some poor kid from the barrio." He stopped and looked at me almost lovingly. "I am sorry. What's your name sweet cheeks?"

"Teresa." I blushed and smiled that he actually used a pet name for me.

"Teresa. That's nice. Well I apologize for what I did to you Teresa. The rest I could care less about." The leader gently pulled his gun out of me and placed it to the side. "Well, it looks like I missed another opportunity."

"How so?" I asked.

"I will miss the golden opportunity of a lifetime by being in your lovely pussy and make sweet passionate love to you."

"Not necessarily." I said coyly and I beckoned him to come to me. The leader smiled and climbed back on the table. He kissed me firmly and passionately on the lips. He placed penis up to my vagina. I reached down to help him into me. His head was so thick.. I knew it would traumatize my already tender vagina. I guided him into me slowly. I winced and gritted my teeth as he pushed through the tender, wounded portions of my vaginal walls. But after a while, I started to get wet and lubricated. My vagina was becoming more accepting of his now loving penis. It was kind of like me accepting the leader more as a human being with feeling that just a callused street hoodlum. He made love to me with all the pent up passion, pain, sorrow, frustration and feeling of his 24 years of tormented street life, a life that I could never fathom to understand. Technically, I guess, I was cheating on my husband at that point. The act was no longer done under duress, force, or fear. I was a willing participant. I climaxed several times. Can I still justify what happened to me as a rape? I will have to justify it that way in order to live with myself and to face my husband again. 

How would I explain this to my poor unsuspecting husband at home. I will have to tell him all the brutal and ugly details of my rape. I pondered about the other women having to tell their husbands and families about their terrible ordeals of forced sex and humiliation. What will some of the husbands think? What will my husband think? What will the husbands think about their precious wives being so brutally taken against their will. How will they deal with the thought of their wives vaginas, anuses, and mouths penetrated by vile disgusting street vermin , forever tainting them. "Your not going to kiss my children with that mouth you whore!" some might say.

The leader finished. His come was so hot inside me and it soothed my sore spots. He pulled out of me and kissed me gently on the forehead. We walked back to the shower room. The men were tired and spent. The women were exhausted and silent. Some women were taken by all of the gangsters except for the leader who was with just me and Natalie. The leader told me to take my place next to Natalie as he had some unfinished business to attend to. I sat by Natalie and cradled her in my arms. "I think were going to get out of this okay." I reassured her. I felt the leader's ejaculate drip out of my throbbing and aching pussy and down into my ass. I thought about our love making for a moment as the mood suddenly changed for the worse.

"What! You stupid fool! You told her your name? That changes everything!" The leader slapped the younger man upside the head and told the men to prepare for Plan "B". The men stood up and gathered near the shower room entrance and drew their guns at the ready. The leader shouted commands.

"All right you bitches! Down on the floor face down! Get on your stomachs." I looked up at the leader in astonishment as I wondered what he was going to do to us.

"You too!" He yelled directly at me. "Get down." The women started to cry and plead again. I heard several gun action cock back ready to fire. I felt so betrayed.

"Oh my God! Their going to kill us!" One woman screamed, which started a chain reaction of screams, cries, and panic. I thought about the gruesome crime scene afterward. The horrible sight of ten beautiful nude women shot to death in the shower room. Our naked bloody bodies entwined in a heap of flesh clutching each other as we died. I held on to Natalie tightly as I shut my eyes tight and braced for the loud reports and the fiery pain of spraying bullets piercing my flesh and bone. I whimpered, prayed, and thought of my kids. I heard gunfire and I fainted from the fear and blacked out.

"Miss? Are you okay?" I hear the voice of a young man. I awaken to find that he was a policeman. I was alive. I was not shot to pieces. I was still naked and feeling a little embarrassed as several other policemen were in the shower room. Some of them had bulges in their pants as they were excited at the sight of all these nude pretty women convened in one place. Oddly, my ears were ringing. Natalie said that the gang members fired some shots into the ceiling and ducked out during the panic and chaos of all the screaming women. She was happy that we made it through the terrifying ordeal. I shared her thought. I drifted off in a wondrous trance. Maybe the leader spared us because of something I said to him. I was convinced from the start that this would be my last day on earth and that they would kill us. Maybe he changed his mind when I gave myself so freely to him. I wondered if I changed his darkened heart.

I heard the voice of Natalie call out to me., "Teresa? Are you okay? Teresa?" She nudged my shoulder and brought me out of my dream like state. 

"Oh yes. I must have drifted off a little. I was in the Jacuzzi and the warm water made me sleepy after my message and seaweed wrap.

"Are you ready for your champagne lunch?" Natalie asked.

"No thanks. I'll pass." I said.



A Day at the Spa



About a year ago, my husband called me from work and told me about a massage school in town. He said that all the girls from the office were going and it was very inexpensive because the students were trying to get their hours so they could graduate. I've always been a little shy and reserved, and having gained weight after our third child I had lost a lot of interest in letting my husband see me naked, much less anybody else. I had had a massage a year or so ago while on vacation and just could not enjoy it being overweight. I thanked him for thinking of me and told him I would "think about it." Most of the time I "think about" doing things that I don't want to do until hubby forgets about them! Eventually, he always forgets!

I had just decided I was going to finally work hard and get in shape before I turned 35. I did not want to become a "frumpy old grandmother." So, when hubby brought up the massage again, I told him "when I loose some weight I will go." So we both started walking together and watching what we ate, and before long I had lost 25 and then 35 pounds. I had not looked this good in years! I looked better and was feeling somewhat better about myself; I still had a long way to go. I no longer minded my hubby seeing me naked, but I did not care to have anybody else peeking at me before I got closer to my ideal body weight.

About this same time, I got a promotion at work, which thrust me into upper management and all the stress and chaos that goes along with it. The extra stress caused me to go for long walks after work, and by years end I had lost nearly all my extra weight and was looking the best I had since we were married. My hubby was like a new man. He started buying me lingerie and new outfits like never before. He was forever taking pictures of me again, and I was even having to tell him "no" when he asked for sex because I just could not keep up with him.

This year for my birthday, he got me a new ring, a basket from "Bath and Body Works," and some sexy lingerie. When I had opened all the presents, there was a card left on the table. My hubby hardly ever buys cards. "Why pay somebody $5 to say what I want to say?" was his attitude, so I was surprised to find a card and I gave him my "what's up with this?" look.

"Go ahead and open it Sally" Matt said. I opened the envelope to see a hand written note, it read, "I hope you enjoy this much deserved day at the spa." In addition to the note, the envelope contained a gift certificate for a whole day at the spa encluding the massage school.

I have NEVER been to a spa, ever! I called the spa to make an appointment and while I was on hold, the recorded voice said, "This week only, our summer special, two for the price of one, spend over $100 and bring a friend for free." The gift certificate was for $75, but the deal was too good to pass up. I quickly hung up the phone and dialed April. 

It had been a while since I had done anything with April. The promotion had kept me quite busy at work, and after work, the family seemed to require my undivided attention. April and I had roomed together in nursing school. We had been in each other's wedding. Somehow, even with kids and work we had managed to keep in touch over the past dozen years or so. I had liked April because she was so much unlike me. She was outgoing and had to try everything at least once. 

She was much more like my husband then me. Maybe that is why Matt had always been a little jealous of April. When we were first married, we had "girls' night out" for a couple years until the babies came along. Then "girls' night out" became "mommy's morning out" and finally, "play dates." Now that the kids were getting older, we threatened to start having girls' night out again, but since April had divorced Ken, Matt had become less fond of the idea. Not that he ever said "NO," he was too smart to get into a power struggle that he could not win. Nevertheless, I knew the kind of mother he had had and how she had hurt him, and I loved him too much to press the issue.

April was happy to hear from me. "Hey what's up? Long time, no hear!" she said in a cheerful voice. 

"I know, I'm sorry" I started to apologize "it's just this new job." 

April cut me off "come on, please, I'm just happy to hear from you, I've missed getting together with you," she confessed. 

"That's what I was calling about" I went on to explain the gift and the deal. 

"Wow! That would be great, when do you want to go?" she relied. We decided that since she was already off Friday and I was now able to give myself the day off, we would meet at the day spa on Friday. 

As usual, I was a few minutes late. April was setting in the waiting room as I walked in. "Damn Sally, is that you?" She said with amazement, "You look like you did at graduation!" She was almost right! I had lost a lot of weight, but was not quite down to my college figure. 

"Thanks" I replied, "you look mar-vel-ous" I said as if auditioning for Saturday night live. We both giggled like schoolgirls then gave each other a hug and a kiss on the cheek. We signed in and a cute guy took us to the "dressing room" in the back. It was a small place and when they said "two for one" they were not kidding. They showed us "our" changing room. It was big enough for two and we stepped in. "I guess we paid for one, so we get one" and we laughed again. We had roomed together for over 2 years and had seen each other topless more than once. Therefore, I thought nothing of undressing in front of her, and putting on the robe that the spa provided.

The day was filled with facials, to include the whole cucumber over the eye thing, tanning beds, a mud bath, finger and toenails trimmed and polished, and the much awaited for massage. They led us into a small room with two massage tables, a boom-box playing some soft new age relaxation music; and not much else. It when our masseuse walked in, I understood the whole two for the price of one thing. The young woman, Cindy, was clearly the student. Cindy was a 20-something with blond hair and blues eyes. Real fit and firm, the kind of girl that could cause a three-car pile-up by distracting a driver as she walked by. Ben, who appeared to be nearly 40, was the teacher. They explained that the new class was just starting to work on clients, and so we would each get time with the student and the teacher. Ben moved to my table, Cindy positioned herself at April's side. 

Soon the room was filled with April's soft moans. Ben's hands were large and strong. It had been a long time since another man had touched me. He worked my neck, shoulders, and when he finally got to my back, he quickly found every knot and worked them out as only somebody with a dozen or so years of experience can. I felt as though I was melting. 

He asked me if I wanted a total body massage, and the instant I moaned "yessss" he moved his hands to my legs and started working his way up towards my ass. Had he asked me when I walked in the door, I would have said "no thanks." At this point, I would have said yes to anything he asked. I was putty in his hands. The massage was not sexual, but feeling another man's hands on my body was sensual. 

"How are you doing Cindy?" I heard Ben whisper. 

"I'm finishing up with the back now" she replied.

"Good, now we need you both to turn over" Ben commanded. I felt the sheet lift up off my body, opened my eyes as I rolled unto my back. Ben positioned the sheet over my breasts down to my thighs. I could not tell if he had caught a peek of my ass or not, but my guess was that he had had a peek. Cindy moved over to my table. 

"Go ahead and close you eyes and relax," she said. Cindy's touch was much different then Ben's and I new why April had been moaning while I had been grunting! She started at my fingers and worked her way up my arms to my shoulder. It was a calming touch. She softly rubbed each of my fingers. I felt the air touch my breast as she pulled the sheet down to expose my white 38DD breasts. I had lost weight, but my tits had not returned to anything close to the 36C's I had known in college. She lightly stroked each breast in turn. It was more than a breast exam, but less than my husband's sex play. As she moved her hands on my breasts, I felt the familiar tingle between my legs. I have the hardest time keeping my fingers out of my pussy when my hubby plays with my breasts. I knew that I had to keep my arms out of my crotch now! I was relieved when she moved to my tummy and started the effleurage. My large breasts remained exposed. I knew that with Cindy on the right side of my table and Ben on the left side of April's table, Ben was for sure getting an eyeful. 

I thought of Matt at work. I had not told him of the "2 for 1" deal. He would have wanted to come with me, or something silly like that. Worse, he would have said we could not afford the extra $25. He would give his right nut to see what Ben was seeing. Although he was jealous of April's time with me, I knew him well enough to know that he found her attractive. He liked blonds like me, but what he really lusted after were redheads. April had album red hair, natural curls, 36B tits, but lacking the freckles that the fair skinned redheads had. Her skin was darkly tanned. She had suffered none of the side effects of having had two children. I felt the sheet return to cover my breasts. And Cindy was now at my feet. All too soon, she was working her way up my legs. I was so relaxed. 

I was kept from slumber by Ben's gentle voice speaking again "feel free to stay and relax as long as you wish, when you are done just open the door and Nancy will show you to the hot hub and sauna."

The hot tub was the same as the rest of the day's experience, one tub for the two of us. It was large enough for both of us. In fact, Ben and Cindy could have joined us and we could have fit a couple more. We were alone, and April just slipped off her robe. She stood naked in front of me for a moment before she stepped into the tub. Her nipples had gotten larger since I had last seen her naked in college. Her nipples were the largest I had ever seen, but her areolas small, slightly smaller than a half dollar, and they were now dark brown like mine, the result of pregnancy. Her red pussy was neatly cropped. It looked like there was no hair at all around her lips. 

I had trimmed my pussy before I came, but I never got into the whole "hairless" thing. I loved the way my pussy felt without the hair, but saving had always been a pain in the ass. I too dropped my towel. As I entered the tub, April motioned for me to sit next to her. I moved through the swirling water and sat next to her. We both sat there quietly for a few minutes. "This feels so good," April said "thanks for sharing this with me." She moved her arm around my shoulder to give me a little hug. 

"No problem, I've really enjoyed this today, and it would not have been half the fun if I had been alone" I confessed. 

"What did you think about Ben?" April inquired. 

"His hands were fantastic; I could take that every night when I come home from work!" I answered honestly. 

"Yeah, me too, it's been a long time since I guy has touched me" April said. "What did you think about Cindy?" I had always wondered about April. She had never come on to me, but she had many friends in college who people talked about being gay, and some who were even "out." She had not dated much and I knew that her marriage had ended on a sour note and while her ex would not talk about it, there had been accusations of cheating. Yet after the breakup, there had been no new guy in April's life. So I always had thought that either her ex had really cheated on her, or that the other man was a woman. However, I had always been afraid to talk with April about it. I really liked her and had decided to take a "wait until she brings it up" stance.

April's eyes fixed on mine. "Cindy had really good hands, reminds me of Kathy." Kathy had moved in with April after graduation when I had moved in with Matt. They had gone to high school together. 

"Yeah, her touch was so much different than Matt's" I found myself saying. 

"So which did you like better?" April asked. 

I have never been a good liar, especially with people who knew me well. Therefore, I had to tell the truth. "Honestly, Cindy" I replied after some hesitation. 

"Me too!" April smiled and winked. Then she said "you know what would feel real good right now?" Her eyes glanced from my eyes to the jet spray and back. 

"What?" I said. 

She moved away from me and positioned herself such that the jet stream pushed the water between her legs. "Have you ever tried this?" She asked as she let out a soft sigh. 

Tried it? I had never even thought about it. "Ah, no" I said hardly believing my eyes. When we were in college, I used to hear April moving in her bed as she masturbated when she thought I was asleep. Once I had even returned to the dorm early when my algebra class was canceled to find her washing her pussy in the shower with the bathroom door open a crack. I watched her through the glass shower door until she came and then quietly left the room and retuned at 10:50 am when I normally got back to the room. She joined me for lunch without giving me a clue that she had seen me, and I never confessed that I had watched her pleasure herself. However, this, this was another thing all together. 

"Come sit behind me, I can not support myself like this and enjoy it, the tub is too big." She reached for my hand and I moved. I sat on the bench and she reclined on my legs and hooked her legs over the side of the tub so that the water moved freely over her clit. Her body moved as she responded to the pleasure. I held her with my arms around her shoulders. I felt her quiver as she came. "That was nice!" She uttered, "Now it's your turn." 

There was no turning back. The sexual tension had built to the point of no return. We changed places. I moved quickly so I would not turn back. I felt the warmth of the water rush over my pussy; it was the most intense thing I had ever experienced. I had not played with April's titties, but she did not let that stop her from touching mine. I was overwhelmed with sensory input. I came in less than 5 minutes, faster than I ever had even with my vibrator. 

I slid off her lap onto the bench. We sat next to each other without saying a word. There was nothing to say. She turned to me and kissed me on the lips. I did not resist. "I had a great time today, can we do it again?" She asked. 

"Sure, it was a great way to end the week." We got out of the tub and went to the dressing room. Another quick hug and April was out the door. I was a little confused. 

I got home, Matt was waiting for me. "How was your day at the spa?" He inquired.

"The best gift you ever gave me" I answered. 

"Did you miss me?" He asked. 

"Sure hubby, I missed you," I said to pacify him as I patted his hand; "it wasn't the same without you." I smiled, he smiled; but we each had our own different reasons.



A Day at the Spa



With kids driving her insane all the time, Melanie was looking forward to a long, relaxing vacation for a week by herself. She had scrimped & saved for it, putting away over $1000 a little at a time. She packed her car & kissed her family good bye, saying that she'd call them when she got to the mountains. 

As she drove away, she could feel the stress leaving her already. Meli, as she liked to be called by her friends, put on a CD in the player & cranked it up. She got on the highway & headed for Sandia Crest. It wasn't that far away but it was enough so that no one would bother her without it being serious. As she reached the foothills, she started thinking about how nice it'll be to be alone & have quiet for a whole week. The thought of stretching out & not having kids piling on top of her, not having to hear arguing or whining pleased her to no end. 

Reaching the resort that she had booked a week at, she got out of the car & stretched. Smiling, she grabbed her suitcase & headed for the office. Her long, blonde hair bounced as she walked, catching the light. As she entered the office, a man sitting in the reception area caught her eye. Glancing at him, she went to the desk & signed in. The clerk checked her room & gave her the key. He also gave her a map of the resort & a list of special services for Gold members (she was). While this was happening, she made pleasant conversation with the clerk. He told her that he hoped that she had a wonderful time this week & reminded her that the fee that she paid up front covered everything in the brochure, including the 'special services'. He gave her a mysterious wink as she collected her papers & went to her room. 

She passed the man in the reception area on her way to her room. He smiled at her & nodded a greeting. Meli nodded back, taking in his dark hair & dark, smoldering eyes. She found her room easily, more like a suite, with a bedroom, small living area & a huge bathroom. She sank down on the bed, enjoying the firm/soft feel of the mattress under her. Even though the drive took no longer than an hour, she still decided to shed her clothes & make use of the huge shower, thinking that later she would take a long soak in the huge round tub. 

She soaped herself with what was in there, liking the exotic, yet soothing smell of the soap. She had no intentions of setting any sort of schedule while she was there, choosing to do things at a more leisurely pace. Feeling hungry after her long drive & relaxing shower, Meli checked the brochure & found that there was food available 24 hours a day. They had 4 restaurants, 1 was very fancy, the others were more like bistros & the last one was more like a snack stand. She dressed in her bikini, wearing shorts & a loose tank top over with her most comfortable sandals, thinking that she might want to swim in the pool later. Stretching, feeling pleased with the way she was feeling already, she decided to go to one of the bistros to eat. 

Meli found her way there easily, with all the signs posted to help guests in getting around the 10 acre resort. The bistro was softly lit but everything was casual. People sitting in there wore everything from business suits to beach cover-ups. Meli was shown to a table near the back & she ordered a drink to celebrate her week-long freedom. As she perused the menu, her drink came. The waitress asked her pleasantly if she was ready to order & Meli shook her head, saying that she needed a few more minutes. At length, she decided on the linguini with pesto & a side salad. The waitress came back shortly & Meli placed her order. 

Sitting there, sipping her drink, she looked around at the other guests. Surprised, she saw a wide mix of different people there. She had been under the impression that resorts were mostly frequented by Caucasians. A few minutes later, her lunch was brought to her table. Thanking her, Meli dug in, suddenly very hungry. 

Finishing her meal, she decided to lounge by the pool for a while. Feeling deliciously lazy, she grabbed her towel & headed for the out door pool. The pool area wasn't very crowded & was able to find a chair with a fresh towel covering it. As soon as she lay down, an employee came over to ask her if Meli (calling her by name) if she needed anything. Surprised at him using her name, she said that she was fine. He offered to get her some sun block if she needed it. Thinking again, Meli said that some sun block might not be a bad idea. 

He left momentarily & came back with a blue jar. She looked at it questioningly & he said that it was 'special' block that the people that ran the resort formulated. He had her lay down on her tummy & started applying it to her back & shoulders. Meli felt his hands moving on her skin, liking it too. As his hands moved down to her sides, Meli gasped & stiffened slightly. He pretended not to notice, pausing to scoop more of the sun block from the jar. He spread it over her arms, having her stretch them over her head. Making sure that he got her neck well covered, he moved down to her lower back, rubbing the cream into her skin well. 

All this attention was both relaxing Meli & getting her more than a little excited. She rationalized that it was just the attention & the fact that she was on sort of 'an adventure' so she was bound to feel strange. All through this, he talked to her about the resort, telling her some amusing stories, mostly just making small talk as he rubbed the special sun block into her skin. After a while, her skin tingled slightly, feeling more sensitive. The guy introduced himself as George & asked if she was feeling okay. Meli commented that her skin was tingling & he nodded, saying that it helped 'condition' the skin, making it suppler. Meli took this at face value, sort of enjoying the feeling now. George moved down her back to her legs. 

Working the cream into the backs of her legs, Meli couldn't help giggling. The way he was touching her tickled immensely. George apologized, saying that that was one side effect of the cream, making who ever used it more ticklish. He promised to be more careful. Soon, he was all the way down her legs & started rubbing the cream into her pale soles. Meli tried very hard to stifle her giggles & to not wiggle around too much. George asked her if it was bothering her too much & Meli, giggled out softly that she sort of liked it. He finished with her feet but not before he ran his fingers up & down her soles a couple of times. Meli could barely contain herself, giggles bubbling out from behind her hands, her feet jerking. 

George had her roll over & started on her front, smoothing the cream over the front of her shoulders, down her throat & over the tops of her full breasts. This started her womanhood to throbbing & her nipples became erect. As George rubbed the special cream over her tummy, Meli giggled louder, the tingling feeling growing stronger. George grinned, telling her that when he had rubbed her neck & shoulders that she seemed to have a lot of stress. He said that there was a really good massage therapist that they just hired that, they say, could take the stress out of anyone. He suggested that she go see him at some point while she was here. He paused to wipe his hands & wrote his location & room number down. George said that he only took special cases that had to be recommended by fellow employees. Meli took the scrap of paper & thanked him. 

George resumed covering Meli with the special cream, making sure that he got the fronts of her legs thoroughly, going down to the tops of her feet. When he started smoothing the cream onto her toes, Meli barely muffled a scream, burying her face in the towel on the chair. George quickly finished & asked her if she needed anything else. She looked up at him to see him smiling at her. Meli returned his smile, barely keeping from giggling from the intense tingling, told him that she was fine for the moment but possibly could use some lemon water. He quickly brought her some & told her that if she needed anything to please let him know.

Meli ended up only staying at the pool for an hour, soaking up the sun. That tingling feeling stayed with her, making it feel like there were hundreds of tiny fingers all over her. She kept shifting on her lounge chair, the tingling feeling seeping down to her womanhood, making it throb. Oddly, it didn't feel irritating at all, just sensual & exhilarating. Soon, she was sorely tempted to go back to her room & get rid of her tension but decided in stead to go see this massage therapist. She gathered her things & told George that she was going to see that guy he told her about. George beamed happily & told her to wait for a moment. He made a quick call, telling her that he would tell the guy himself that he had a new client. 

Meli sipped on a fruity, tropical drink while George made the call. George came back, grinning from ear to ear. He said that 'Feathered Eagle' would be happy to see her right away. George was kind enough to show her the way. He motioned to another employee, saying that he was going to help the new therapist & that he had the pool area for a few hours. He offered his arm & they set off. 

They walked a long ways, almost 10 minutes before they came to a small cottage-type building. George knocked & the door was opened by the man that Meli had seen in the reception area! He smiled & welcomed them in, thanking George for bringing him another client that could benefit from his special services. George nodded & said that he was available to help for the next couple of hours. 'Feathered Eagle' nodded, pleased with hearing that. 

The inside of the cottage was simply furnished. There were a couple of doors that led to possibly the treatment room & a bathroom. The native American man that Meli had noticed extended his hand, introducing himself as John. Meli accepted his hand, thanking him for taking her on as a client. He was dressed in loose shorts & nothing else. His long hair was braided down his back. 

John opened one of the doors & showed them in. The room was done in soothing colors of all different shades of blue, purple & pink, the walls the pink of a desert sunset. An adjustable chair sat in the middle of the room. Meli looked at it a little hesitantly at the straps. John explained that when he worked on a client, that it was sometimes wise to restrain them for their own safety as well as his. He moved the chair so that it was reclining completely, like a table & had her lay down, on her tummy. Still in her string bikini, she lay down, deciding to take a chance. 

John started massaging her neck & shoulders gently. With the 'special' cream still making her skin tingle, Meli let out a bubbly giggle. John made a concerned sound as his fingers probed her upper back, bringing more giggles. Meli tried with all the will she had to stifle them but they kept on escaping from her mouth. John glanced at George & said that maybe it was time for the treatment to start. John shook his head, telling Meli that she had a lot of stress to get rid of & it could take a while to get it all out. 

He had her turn over, helping her get into position. He talked to her as he put her wrists & ankles into the restraints, telling her that she would find this treatment most pleasant & more than likely, come back for more this week. John left for a moment & the next thing she knew, soft music was coming in through hidden speakers. John told her to just relax & listen to the music & enjoy the treatment.

Adjusting the chair so that Meli's legs were apart, her arms out to her sides & tilted up so that she was more or less on her back, he told George to get the cart. With that, John covered Meli's eyes with a blindfold, telling her that it would help her relax. Meli was suddenly plunged into darkness. This somehow made the tingling sensation increase a bit, making it feel like millions of tiny fingers were crawling over her. John readjusted the arms on her chair, bringing them almost over her head. 

Pulling up a stool near her feet, John explained that there was a lot of stress in her feet. He started massaging them firmly at first, working his fingers into her soles. Meli reflexively jerked her feet but couldn't move much. John stopped long enough to grab some lotion especially formulated for massaging feet. As he smoothed it on, Meli broke out into helpless giggles. John asked her, playing dumb, if that really tickled all that much. Meli tossed her head back & forth, giggling & finally spit out that, yes, it tickled a lot. John said that laughter was very, very good for relieving stress. After coating both feet well, he stroked her soles gently, letting the lotion do its work. He motioned to George, showing him what he wanted him to do. He wanted George to 'massage' Meli's midsection. George's eyes lit up eager to get his hands on her. George walked up to her & placed his hands on her tummy. He gently probed, letting his fingers tell him where she 'needed' it the most. 

Between John stroking her soles & George working on her tummy, Meli couldn't hold back anymore. She dissolved into hysterical laughter, writhing against her bonds. George's fingers strayed up to her armpits, stroking gently. She tried desperately to bring her arms down to protect her pits but her bonds held tight. Meanwhile, John was still massaging/tickling her feet, playing with her toes, telling her all the while that she was doing just fine. They both kept it up for a few more minutes & then gave her a short break, giving her sips of water, letting her catch her breath. 

Soon, she was breathing normally again & George straddled her, using a stiff feather to tickle her neck & upper chest. Meli tried to scrunch up her neck & shoulders to avoid the relentless feather but George darted the feather around quickly, teasing around her ears & neck, and then going around her upper chest, tickling the tops of her breasts. John also switched to a stiff feather. He used it to trace up & down the inside of her legs while the other hand deviously scratched one of her helpless feet. He saw that the feather on her legs was having its desired effect. Her hips jutted out when the feather came close to her womanhood & she parted her thighs more. Moans accompanied her giggles now. 

Meli was now, through her moans & giggles, was begging for them to stop. John, having done this to many men & women, knew that she wasn't serious, only thinking that she wanted them to stop. He continued to run that feather lightly over her inner legs, telling her that she was doing fine but that the treatment wasn't nearly over yet. John nodded to George & he then untied the strings to Meli's bikini top. Meli gasped as she felt the scant material sliding from her body, exposing her vulnerable nipples. John did likewise with her bikini bottom. 

Again, she gasped, feeling her moist womanhood bare to them. Before Meli could rightly react, John worked on her feet a little harder, wiggling his fingers wildly under her toes while George worked her sides & pits. Her protests were lost in gales of laughter, her body convulsing wildly. She bucked her body, trying to dislodge her tormentors, but to no avail. Tears streamed down her face, darkening her blindfold, her mouth stretched wide with helpless laughter. 

George took up the feather again, tickling her breasts with it. Meli arched her back, moaning softly between giggles. George used the feather to circle her nipples slowly, while John resumed tickling up & down her legs, getting close to her sex but not quite. Working in unison, they kept her going, one tickling lightly & sensually while the other, hard & fast. 

John was well pleased with the degree of ticklishness that Meli showed. He had seen very few that responded so well to the 'special' cream that George had used on her at the pool. Most people thought that the feeling was irritating or didn't really feel anything at all. John saw that she was gasping for breath & told George that it was time for a break. He got off of her & used the time to use the restroom & get something to drink. Tickling was hard work.

John gave Meli some water in small sips, letting her rehydrate herself slowly. He stroked her sweat darkened hair, asking her how she felt. Finally catching her breath, Meli told him that she felt okay, but that this wasn't exactly what she had imagined as a 'treatment'. He noted her sex was swollen, her inner lips glistening with her own special lube. Meli asked if they were done & John told her in a kind voice that there was more to come. Smirking at his own pun, George came back in & looked at John. John nodded to George. 

They both proceeded, tickling her lightly, targeting her inner arms & legs. Meli giggled softly, writhing her body sensually. John moved back to her feet, softly running his fingernails up & down her sensitive soles. Meli had reached a state of ticklish agony/ecstasy, feeling the ticklish sensations inside her mind, unable to get away but not wanting to either. The sensations were through out her whole body. Although they were doing nothing more than stroking her, the special cream did its job well; making everything they did feel 10X more intense. 

There was also a fire building in her sex, a fire that couldn't be easily quenched. Her body writhed & twitched as both of them started concentrating more on her feet & inner thighs. George also reached out & drew circles around her belly button. Meli bucked violently, begging to be let go. She could feel her orgasm building & suddenly became afraid. Her laughter reached near hysterical levels as John tickled both feet at once & George straddled her again, wiggling his fingers on her pits & sides. He stopped only to reach over to the cart & attach a fox tail to the back of his belt. He knew that when he would lean forward & back again, this would tease/tickle her inner thighs. Moving his hands from pits to sides to her hard nipples, George grinned happily. There was nothing that he liked better than hearing a lady laughing helplessly. He loved his job.

With them both working on her, John tickling the hell out of her feet, George driving her crazy with his talented upper body tickling (not to mention his 'tail' tickling/teasing her swollen sex), Meli was skillfully kept on the edge of orgasm for a while. Between laughing, she babbled wordlessly, making plaintive sounds, moaning & whining in pleasure. John knew that she was very close now. He stepped up the action on her feet, letting his fingers dive between her toes while George teased her nipples with his mouth, his hands tickling her pits & the 'tail' grazing her sex. 

Suddenly, Meli started moaning louder & louder, bucking spastically. Her sex quivered as she climaxed. Her hips worked for well over 10 minutes as they continued to tickle her. Slowly, both of them stopped & George got down. Meli continued to grind her hips & moan, her orgasm still going even though the stimulation had stopped. Finally, she stopped moving & it was clear that she had passed out. 

George & John both readjusted the chair so that her legs were together & the armrests were close to the chair. They released her & took off the blindfold. John wiped her down & covered her with a blanket. Turning down the lights, they left her to rest. George went back to the pool to relieve the other guy, trying really hard to hide the woody that he had gotten while tickling Meli. John waited in his office, doing some paperwork, waiting for her to wake up naturally. 

Soon, he heard Meli groan. He went in to see if she was okay. When she saw him, she didn't know what to say. He offered her a robe to cover herself until she could get dressed. She sat up weakly, taking the robe & putting it on. Still stunned by what had just happened to her, Meli got up from the table & gathered her clothes. John asked her if she was okay & Meli turned & smiled. Taking a deep breath, she said that she felt a lot better than before she had come here. John grinned back at her. He could tell that there was something that she wanted to say but was having trouble with. Meli leaned toward John & said that there were a few fantasies that she had that maybe he could help her with. John smiled & they sat down to talk about it. 



A Day at the Spa



"I just love to make him cum," Julie said, licking her lips. "I really don't care how or where, just so he cums. I guess I'm just addicted to the stuff." 

"Mmmmm, me, too," agreed Lynn, resting back on her elbows. "My favourite is when he cums in my mouth. I'll swallow every drop. It's a shame he can't do it again right away, I just love it. I could drink cum for hours." 

"It's so very sexy when a man cums all over my tits," was my reply. "To see it spurting out all over..." 

"Ooh, yes..." they added, almost in unison. "But wait, you don't do it with men, Siobhan," chimed Julie. 

"No, Love, I don't do it with just men. After he spurts his load all over my tits, I want a pretty tongue like yours licking and sucking it up and then kissing me and sharing it. Oh, girls, it makes me wet just thinking about it."

Lynn and Julie are friends from women's only spa we belong to. We were sharing this conversation with all three of us completely nude in the sauna there. Actually, whenever the three of us are together, we are always nude, and the topic of conversation always ends up being sexual. From the very first time we met, nude, in the sauna, it's been this way. They both know of my being bisexual and don't seem to mind at all. There have been several times through our friendship that I've caught both of them giving me a look like they would like to experiment. There have been many a time that I've gone home after spending many a naked hour with these two that I'd just strip off and masturbate for countless hours. All either one, or both, of these beautiful women would have to do is say so, and I'd lick, suck and fuck them in a heartbeat. A friend of mine once said that I was almost as horny as a man, as much as I think about sex. At the time, I was happily prancing nude in front of her at mid-day in the middle of a car park, but that's a completely different story.

Lynn is about 5' 7", with stunning golden eyes and exquisitely long dark brown hair. Her breasts are ample, about 36C, with the kind of nipples that you just want to suck for days. Her trim waist and belly lead down to her neatly coifed dark triangle of soft pubic hair that is kept well trimmed for under the skimpiest of bikini bottoms, with just enough to tickle your nose as you kiss her clit. Lynn's soft toned olive skin makes her look as though she has a year 'round suntan without tan lines. And her shapely legs lead up to her lovely, firm arse. 

Julie is about 5' 4", a bottle blonde, cut in a bob, with deep, ocean blue eyes. Her breasts are about 34 B or C, but look larger because of thin frame. Her pink nipples constantly stick out as if she were always excited and her neatly trimmed bush surrounds a set of lips that one could get very addicted to kissing. She likes to sit on the bench in the sauna with her back to the wall and her feet up on the bench, spreading those beautiful pussy lips for all to see. More than once I've wanted to stick my tongue in there and lick her senseless. 

"Guys...um...this conversation...it's, well...I don't think I can hold out much longer..." Lynn's pert nipples were pointing out from her breasts like she'd been suckled for an hour. "I've gotta...you know...um...I'm so turned on right now...we're all friends here, right?" 

"If you gotta, you gotta," giggled Julie, pouring more water on the stones to add to the humidity. Poor Lynn actually looked as if she were about to cry. She really needed to masturbate. I know the feeling. But she just couldn't bring herself to just do it. 

"Don't be embarrassed, Lynn. You're beautiful and masturbation is a beautiful thing." I looked into her eyes. "I don't blame you for needing to get off. We always talk about sex and what with the extraordinary view of you two nude? Every time we're together like this, I feel like I'm going to explode! Do you want us to leave you alone?" 

"Yeah...um...no...I don't think so...not really." She nervously giggled. "I don't know..." 

"I love to be watched while I masturbate," announced Julie. "My boyfriend loves to watch me when I do it, so I let him. It really gets him so very hard. I was a little shy the first few times, but now I really like it! To the point where, sometimes, I'd rather have him watch me play with myself than have us fuck. Before I'm done, he's usually stroking his cock and ready to cum. It's great. Sometimes, he'll eat me or fuck me before I get myself off. Then, sometimes he'll just let me finish myself while he cums all over the both of us. Sometimes I cum so much better when he's just watching me." Julie closed her eyes and rolled her head back. "Lynnie...Baby, watch me..." With that, Julie's hand plunged to her rose coloured pussy and she just started rubbing herself, a moan escaping from her throat. 

Before I knew it, a single "yes" had escaped my lips as I watched Julie masturbate right across from me. So beautiful. So sexy. 

"See," smiled Julie. "If you gotta, you gotta..." Her voice trailed off as she lost herself in her masturbation. 

Lynn's hand slowly found it's way to her mound. She looked at Julie, then at me, at Julie again, and, again at me. Her second look at me caught me lifting my left breast to my mouth to lick my own very hard pink nipple. I just love doing that. Ladies, if you're big enough to do it, if you like having your nipples licked and sucked (and who doesn't?), try it. There's nothing else like it. 

Julie's eyes opened enough to see my breast to my mouth. "Oh, yeah, I wish I could do that!" she said, pulling at her very hard, very extended left nipple. 

I didn't need any more of an invitation. I dropped my own tit and crawled over to where Julie was pounding away at her pussy. With one motion I grabbed her left tit and tried to inhale her right nipple. She reached around the back of my head and pulled me to her as she started to moan louder and louder. As I licked and sucked Julie's nipple, I felt her right wrist rubbing against my belly as she quickly rubbed her clit. 

Julie let go of my head and opened her arm to Lynn. "Lynnie...oh, I'm gonna...please...c'mere...oh, please..." I felt Lynn join me at Julie's chest, her tongue tentatively licking at Julie's left nipple. "Oh, suck it, baby! Please! Suck it!" I released my grasp of Julie's left breast just as Lynn started to inhale it and I could feel Lynn caressing my hip. My right hand that had just abandoned Julie's left breast was now caressing my own succulent womanhood.

Julie's orgasm was a big one. She shook and trembled and bucked as she screamed out our names. I couldn't help myself. I dropped down and started licking and sucking her pussy. I could feel her muscles tightening as I licked her opening, sticking my tongue in as far as I could. Her hand followed me down, pulling me even more into her sweet wetness as she came again. She damn near drowned me! But it was most definitely worth it.

I pulled back from Julie as her orgasm subsided. Lynn was now on her back on the next bench over, wanking away with total abandon. "See what you started?" I smiled at Julie. 

Julie kissed me, tasting herself on my mouth. She licked her wetness from my lips and face. "I can see why you like it with women..." her sentence trailed off as Lynn's moans took over the room.

Julie crawled over to Lynn. "Can I...?" 

"Yes! Please...yes...anything..." 

"Don't stop." 

With that, Julie crawled over Lynn. She stopped long enough to put them in a titty 69. Julie's small but lovely breasts hung over Lynn's face while Julie suckled Lynn's right breast. As I sat watching and masturbating, Julie slowly licked her way down to Lynn's treasure, ending up in a full 69. Lynn's arms went around Julie's waist as her legs flung open to accept Julie's waiting, hungry mouth. 

Watching another couple during sex - whether it be woman/man, woman/woman, man/man - is one of the sexiest things ever. There truly isn't anything like being the witness of such sexual pleasure.

I could see them both trembling as their moans grew louder. I may not have been physically with them, but I most certainly was with them orgasmically. The fingers of both of my hands were flailing away at my soaked pussy as they rocked and sucked each other into heaven. We all three came within moments of each other.

Julie rolled off of Lynn, panting. The air in the sauna was getting a little more than stifling. "We need to get into a cooler spot," I said, opening the sauna door. 

"Whew, I think you're right. A nice cool shower should help," smiled Lynn, still panting. 

"Yes," giggled Julie. "We don't want to get over heated..."

We all showered and we all masturbated once more, knowing full well that the other two were watching. We all then dressed and said our good-byes for the day. I went home, got naked before the front door was all the way closed and spent the rest of the day masturbating, recovering and masturbating again, all with the day's events in my mind. I'm not quite sure where Lynn and Julie went, we're not due to see each other again until next week. I can't wait to find out.



A Day at the Spa



Last Summer, my boyfriend and I travelled around Germany for two weeks during our university break. He had just finished his fourth year and myself my second year in medicine. Being a doctor is a life ambition of mine - there's that something about the human body that I really find interesting and exciting... 

Mark and I had been together since high school and were still very much in love, but it pestered me that he was the only guy I had ever been with. We never talked about it, but I was sure he felt the same way with me. Our friends from College were experimenting with different people, doing all sorts of kinky things at some of the crazy house parties held by the students all the time -- The girls would share the stories with me on Monday mornings before our first lecture and I had been feeling a longing to have these experiences as well. Not that Sex with Mark wasn't great, it was just that, well, I found some of the guys from my lectures really hot and I just sort of wanted to do with them what they were already doing with the other girls from class. 

Discussing our plans for the next day over some drinks one night in Karslruhe, a small town close to the Eastern border of France, with an American-German couple we had met at our hostel, I was interested to find out that they were visiting Baden-Baden the next day, a town close by famous for its Roman themed spa. It wasn't the spa itself that interested me, but that even though it was compulsory that you go in nude, it was such a famous tourist destination and landmark in the area of Germany we were in. 

The couple, an extremely good looking German guy named Daniel, who was tall and well built, with short dark hair and an absolutely beautiful American girl Lina, who was much shorter than him, but childishly cute with long natural blonde hair, a nice tan and perfect body for her size, with rounded breasts that were easily noticeable through her low cut top -- invited us to join them the next day to check the place out. My strong curiosity didn't need much convincing and I immediately said yes, to Marks' surprise who seemed to be a bit taken aback by my eagerness. He passed a comment that we would have to check our schedule for the next day but would confirm with them the next morning. We finished our drinks with them in the bar we were at and headed home. 

On the way home I mentioned to Mark that I would enjoy going with them the next day and that I was sure that the plans that we had could be shifted a day. Mark then blushed a bit and said he wasn't sure about being naked so publicly in front of other people. It was funny for me to see him so nervous, as he was normally Mr. Confident. Mark played American football back home so was naturally strong and had an athletic body. He had a boyishly cute face, making him appear young which he tried to disguise with a little bit of stubble. He generally wore fashionable clothing, and his shirts always had shorter sleeves which showed off his arms quite nicely. He always received a lot of attention from girls which I was never jealous about, but rather more proud that he was mine. 

As I saw him become a bit nervous, I felt an attraction to him -- I pulled him close to me and put my hand over his cock -- I said in a soft hushed but sweet voice, ''what's wrong, you don't think you can handle it?'' He looked back at me with a pissed off expression and replied ''of course I can'' - I felt a strange sense of power in the way that I could control him! 

The next morning we woke up early and texted the couple to tell them we would be joining them, we met up with them for a light breakfast and went together to the bus stop. On the bus myself and Mark sat on the only available seats while they had to stand a little bit in the front. It was at this stage that I started to feel a bit of an excited nervousness with regards to what I was about to experience. The nervousness was not only that I was going to be getting naked in front of strangers but also that we were doing it with another couple of who, the guy I thought was extremely hot and had a strong attraction to although I would never have mentioned it to Mark. Though, If I was honest about it, I didn't feel that guilty, the reason being that I had seen Mark on more than once occasion the night before look over at Lina's chest -- which I had no problem with. Her beauty astounded me just as much him. 

While on the bus Mark nervously whispered in my ear that he was worried that being naked and in front of naked girls could cause him to receive an unwanted erection. This caused me to giggle out loud and I responded by putting my hands on his balls and saying ''I'm sure little Mark will be fine'' 

When we arrived after the 20 minute bus journey, we paid our entrance and were told where we would have to disrobe. Mark had been hoping we would all be able to do it separately but we were lead into a tiny changing room together. Lina and Daniel took off their clothes quickly and naturally and I was surprised by how beautiful their bodies were. I felt a pang of attraction immediately which made me feel nervous, Lina's body was near to perfection and I felt it difficult not to stare at her perfect skin and amazingly rounded tits. Her ass was extremely small but cute and I wondered how she didn't have any trace of hair anywhere on her body. 

The first thing I noticed about Daniel was his well defined chest and stomach, it was built into eight parts, his arms although not huge had a natural strength to them and I imagined them around me for a second. He had a huge rod and this just encouraged the fantasy I already had of him. 

After peering at them for a second longer I preceded to take off the dress I was wearing and the underwear underneath it. First was my bra and then my knickers. I felt a strange sense of shyness and comfortableness all at the same time. Although I usually try to be modest about it, I am aware of how sexy I am -- I had a done a bit of modeling the year before and I do know the effect that my body has on men. As soon as I was naked Daniel looked straight at me and grinned in a menacing way, which made me want to melt. 

Mark took off his clothes as well to reveal his body, which was just as attractive as the rest of ours. He wasn't as nervous as he thought he would be, and looked quite confident standing there in all his glory. Everybody had a quick curious look at one another just before we were about to head out, It was Lina who really got me feeling horny when she surprisingly looked straight at Marks dick and said ''mmm nice cock'', I blushed a bit in excitement and Daniel just laughed. Mark went bright red and all of a sudden his dick started to grow into the erection which he was so worried about before he came. I laughed and tapped his dick with my hand and said that he better put a towel around that before we head out, Lina let out a giggle which caused him to go redder and all of us to laugh louder.

As we headed out I felt strange but liberated by being in the nude in front of other people. The rest of the people were much younger than I had expected and were generally in their early twenties. The majority of which were also extremely good looking. I looked around at the guys and was surprised by how big the average German guys dick was. 

Our first stop was in one of the smaller Jacuzzis -- there were already two guys in there but they didn't mind us joining in. Although a bit cramped there was enough space for all of us. While we sat in the Jacuzzi, I could feel Daniels cock float up and brush against me as I sat between him and one of the guys who was already inside, the tall dark haired guy sitting on the other side also had a huge dick that I could feel harden a bit against my leg as I got in, I didn't mention this but rather decided to experiment moving forward a little bit where I knew his dick would brush up against me more. I felt his dick stroke past my ass a bit and harden into a full on erection. I blushed a bit and apologized to him trying to act like it was an accident but he just tilted his head and looked me straight in the eyes as if to say ''yeah right...'' 

The two guys who were already in stayed for a few minutes longer and then got out. We stayed a while chatting amongst each other and observing passersby's. 

It felt great with the extra space we now had and I allowed myself to get deeper in the Jacuzzi and allow the water to rise above my breasts. As I rose again the change in temperature caused my nipples to harden -- Lina noticed and smiled, she then passed a comment that she was jealous of my rack and said that my chest was in perfect proportion to my body. I laughed at the notion that she would be jealous of my breasts and mentioned that I hadn't been able to keep my eyes off of hers since we arrived. She let out her usual giggle and I could see Mark biting his lip obviously turned on by the conversation. Daniel on the other hand looked quite natural as if he were used to hearing this type of thing all the time. 

Daniel, who had been to the Spa before, mentioned that there was quite a nice sauna in the outdoors section and that we should check it out.

Walking in the outdoors was great and it was nice to feel the fresh air against my body. The cool breeze made mine and Linas nipples stand out and it was clear that Mark was trying hard not to stare. Lina seemed to enjoy the attention we were receiving from Mark who was still a bit nervous, she would tease him by looking into his eyes and then glancing down at his dick and smile. 

Although, his blushing showed that it clearly made him nervous, it was also turning him on which was evident by how his dick would grow in size every time she did it. 

It was a bit of a walk to reach the sauna and it seemed to be a bit hidden away to the rest of the complex. Daniel mentioned that this usually meant it was quite empty as most of the visitors didn't know about it. Saying that, there were two girls who were sitting inside when we arrived though. 

We walked in quietly and startled them who were sitting quite close together, we all found a place to sit and I peered over to the girls who looked like that they were probably about 20 years old. They were clearly not from Germany. Their tanned light brown complexion in combination with their small but defined bodies and dark hair and eyes indicated they were probably from a country on the Mediterranean. 

One of the girls sat up and mentioned something to the other, in what I recognized straight away as Italian. It seemed she was asking the other for a massage and proceeded to lie on her stomach. This was not usually permitted in the Spa as it was required that you paid one of the Spas professionals to do it (I had read that in the rules when arriving), and was probably why the girl asked us in broken English ''It OK with you if my friend give me massage?'' 

We indicated that it wasn't a problem with us. Her friend balanced herself on her knees, sitting on the others ass, with one leg on each side of her body. I watched her friend place her hands on her shoulders and start to press on them gently, as she went on she moved her hands to her upper back and then to the sides of her breasts and started to rub them gently. It was quite clear that the girl was starting to feel turned on and she let out a slight breath as her tits were being touched. She continued massaging the girls back for a few minutes before lowering her hands to the girls' bottom. She squeezed her ass lightly to begin with but as the girls breathing deepened she squeezed tighter. 

The longer I watched the more I could feel my heartbeat increase and I started to feel uncontrollable. I could also notice that Mark and Daniel had put their towels around themselves which I assumed was to hide their state of arousal at the situation. Lina was observing the girls with just as keen interest as I was and before even realizing it I had started stroking my pussy lightly. Just as I started though, the girl giving the massage looked over at me with a very surprised look, her mouth was open in shock but with a smile, she said something in Italian to her friend who started laughing. I immediately felt embarrassed and my face went bright pink. She said something again to her friend and then asked me'' You like massage, too?'' I immediately nodded my head but decided that I would obviously need Marks approval first, I turned my head to him, looked back at her and said ''actually, I'm sure he would like a massage'' 

The girl smiled and said in her sexy Italian accent ''sure, no problem'' Mark looked really surprised but his dick was huge at this stage and I could see he was keen. He gave me a glance to check that I was sure it was OK, but he saw that the situation really excited me and didn't say anything. The shorter girl lay Mark on his back and immediately started stroking him around his crotch. Marks erection was so obvious that within a few seconds she was lightly stroking and rubbing his balls. 

The taller Italian girl then pointed at Daniel and said to Lina ''I give him massage?'' Lina loved the idea and smiled. Although the Italian girl had said massage, there really was no massaging about it - the girl stood Daniel up, took off his towel to reveal his huge cock and started sucking it veraciously. As she knelt in front of him I felt a knack of envy as the two girls used the boy's dicks as mere toys. 

By this stage the shorter girl was using her one hand to rub Marks balls and the other hand to stroke his dick as quickly as she could, Marks cock was the biggest I had ever seen it which obviously impressed Lina who began to touch herself while watching him. The harder and bigger Marks dick got, the more excited she seemed to get. She then looked at me for approval to which I nodded happily and then approached the two of them and put her mouth on Marks cock as fast as she could. I watched Marks expression and could see that he was treasuring the moment. Though a bit jealous, I was glad that Lina went over, it meant that I could obviously do the same to her boyfriend who I had spent the whole of the previous night fantasizing about.

I went over to him and started sucking his cock together with the Italian girl, as his dick got bigger we sucked it harder and it started to become difficult to continue putting his whole dick into my mouth. I pushed my tits together and thrust his dick between them, I pushed my tits up and down his dick a few times and then allowed the Italian girl to do the same. She started to get extremely turned on by sharing Daniels cock with me which she demonstrated by gently kissing me on the lips while playing with Daniels dick. 

I had never been kissed by a girl before, and I loved the soft and gentle feel of it, I allowed her to caress my tongue with hers and her hands to touch me at the same time. She pushed herself towards me and I couldn't help but let out a moan as her nipples touched mine. We were both standing on our knees at this stage and I started to kiss her uncontrollably, my deep breaths turned into light screams when I felt her hands on my ass which caused Daniel to start masturbating furiously. Not wanting him to feel left out I knelt over, still on my knees and moaned for him to ''fuck me''. He pushed his cock into my pussy from behind and I felt my whole body shiver with excitement. The girl moved away and looked happy just to enjoy watching Daniel fuck me while she fingered herself, as my moans became uncontrollably louder her masturbation became faster.

Looking to the other side of the room I could see Mark fucking the other taller Italian girl while she went down on Lina. She was also screaming out loud now, at this stage we were enjoying ourselves too much to worry about the possible consequences of passerby's hearing us. Mark, with his dick still in Lina, looked over at me and grinned, although he would never say it, I figured he may have felt a slight bit of jealousy at how much I was enjoying having Daniels cock in my pussy. Through my screams I smiled back at him and made the motion of sucking a cock with my right hand, he understood straight away what I wanted and took his dick out of Lina. Although she gave him a tempting and teasing expression, she was more than happy to mess around with the Italian girls for a while. 

As the tall Italian stood behind her kissing her neck and touching her ass, the shorter one stood in front of her masturbating her and lightly licking her nipples. 

Still on my hands and knees with Daniel fucking me from behind, Mark came towards me, he grabbed my hair aggressively, and forced his cock into my mouth muffling out my screams, his direct approach made my body tremble with desire. The feel of two dicks inside of me was becoming too much for me to handle and I desperately signaled for them to stop so that I wouldn't cum. The more I pleaded with them, the harder they fucked me and I felt unable to stop what was about to be an explosion inside of me. As my body started to lose control and I gave in to the feeling of Daniels cock, he suddenly pulled out and looked at me with an evil smile and said ''not just yet''. From begging him to stop I begged him to continue, which amused both him and Mark. 

The two Italian girls were also now feeling like being fucked themselves and motioned the boys towards them. I despairingly watched the boys walk away from me towards them. Myself and Lina could only watch as our boys fucked the two girls, Mark with the shorter girl and Daniel with the taller one. I couldn't stop watching how Daniel enjoyed fucking her, she was lying on one of the sauna benches with her back down and he stood on the ground resting her right leg on his shoulder and fucking her pussy. Her hands were holding her tits when all of a sudden her body started shaking and she screamed out to Daniel not to stop.

My body ached and I looked over at Lina who I noticed was looking at my tits. I hadn't paid much attention to her since we had arrived in the sauna, but I realized at that moment that she was absolutely stunning. I felt my attraction for her from the changing room come back to me and I couldn't take my eyes off of hers, she walked towards me and kissed my lower lip, pushing her tits against mine, she stroked my ass with her fingers and lightly touched me between my legs, I put my arms around her and felt her ass. I couldn't get over how beautiful she was and how horny her naked body had made me feel all day. I lowered my head and lightly licked each of her nipples, as I did that she slipped her fingers into my pussy and softly started to stroke my clitoris, her gentle touch made me feel light and I fell back onto the sauna bench, I lay on it comfortably and let Lina use her hands and tongue to have her way with me. It was incredible... 

Lina was going down on me when I heard the first Italian girl orgasm, she had been being fucked by Daniel for almost 10 minutes nonstop and Daniel was still going strong. Her orgasm must have set the other Italian girl off too as she came almost instantly afterwards . 

Watching them cum made me feel about to do the same as well, The boys approached us and I put my mouth onto Daniels dick while Lina did the same to Mark. Every once in a while they would swap over and I would get the chance to suck on Marks dick and Linas on Daniels, and then sometimes they would both stick their cocks into one of our mouths at the same time. Mark was the first to cum, his fluid filled Linas mouth and spilled out down the left side of her cheek and over her tits all the way down to her pussy. Barely a few seconds later Daniels dick erupted as well, the amount of sperm that flew from his cock was amazing and my whole face and chest were covered in cum. Myself and Lina grinned at each other and licked the cum off each others tits and face. As Lina sucked the last bit of cum from my nipple, my body began to shake and I orgasmed without anyone even needing to be near me. 




A Day at the Spa



It was a strange coincidence that as we were getting ready to leave the sauna, a German family of four walked in -- we laughed about it afterwards of what may have been if they had arrived a few minutes earlier. The Italian girls stayed in the sauna and we went to wash ourselves off at the outdoor showers. 

My relationship with Mark changed a bit that afternoon, we are still as happy and in love as we have ever been but I guess we both decided that being curious is completely natural and just because we're in a relationship, it doesn't mean we can't experiment s with other people once in a while. We're now more than happy to let the other go wild once in a while at a party, and actually find it quite a turn on to tell each other all of the details on what we get up to on these occasions.



A Day at the Spa



Jenna woke up surprisingly calm the day before her presentation. For the past two weeks, she had been agonizing over this presentation that would determine if she would move forward in her career or have to wait longer. After a lot of hard work and dedication, Jenna had decided it was time to move up the ladder but was terrified of being unsuccessful in her venture. In fact, she had always been afraid of failure. Jenna had grown accustomed to achieving what she set her mind to, but the business world was a realm she had little control in. 

She stretched, breathed deeply, and thought to herself, "It's Sunday. It's the Sunday before my presentation. I've worked hard and dedicated myself entirely to the project. I need to relax and walk into the conference fresh and ready to present my ideas. I know what I have to do and say. Now, I need to take the day to myself to make sure I am at my best tomorrow." With that, Jenna climbed out of her bed and opened the curtains of her bedroom. She beamed at her view of the river flowing serenely under drifting white clouds. She took her robe, a light and sheer aquamarine one, and wrapped it around her slender body. 

In her kitchen, she began to look in the refrigerator to decide on breakfast when it struck her. "I should spend my day at the spa!" she exclaimed aloud. She rushed to her bedroom, changed into her orange bikini and slipped a loose-fitting white beach dress over it, and smiled. Quickly, she gathered her essentials for the spa- a book, sunscreen, sunglasses, and a change of clothes- threw them into a large bag along with her wallet and left.

After finishing her fruit and yogurt breakfast at the spa, she ambled over to an area shaded by palm trees. She took a chaise and began to read her book. "Excuse me, miss?" Jenna looked up into the face of a handsome young man. 

"Yes?" 

He smiled, relieved that she responded, and asked, "Where are the massage villas? See, I'm due there in twenty minutes but I have no idea where they are and I've lost my map of the grounds." 

Jenna sat up, alert to his tan skin and forest green eyes, and replied, "I'll take you there myself. I wanted to make an appointment." He smiled gratefully, charmingly, and stepped back. Jenna placed her book in her bag, stood, and began walking toward the massage villas. "Do you have an early appointment?" 

He laughed softly and said, "No, no. I am actually hoping to be hired. I've had my interview already but they want to see how I work." Jenna smiled thoughtfully as she gazed at his chiseled arms and strong hands. He seemed like just the guy she would want to book an appointment with. 

"I see. Do they just have you massage a customer and observe you?" 

He shook his head, still smiling, and said, "Oh, no. They wouldn't want to do that. It might make the customer uncomfortable. They have me work on one of the massage therapists who then submits a review." 

She shrugged her shoulders and whispered, "You look good to me." 

He turned to look at her, pleasantly surprised, and replied, "Thanks." 

She was surprised herself, as she was not usually this forward. She motioned forward with her head and said, "That's where you will want to go. It was nice meeting you, stranger." She touched his upper arm lightly, smiled, and walked into the next villa.

"Good morning, miss. How may I assist you today?" 

Jenna set her arms in the counter and said, "I would like an appointment for an hour-long, full-body massage." 

"Sure, let me go ahead and see how we can accommodate you. We have an appointment at 12, 1, and 4. Would any of those times work for you?" 

"I think 1 sounds best. Do you have it available in a private, river-view gazebo?" 

The clerk looked down at her screen and replied, "Yes we do, let me just go ahead and book that for you. Your masseuse will be Roma. Enter here, Villa 2, check-in, and you will be escorted to your gazebo. May I have your name?"  

"Jenna." 

"Ok, great, we will see you at 1 pm, Jenna."

Jenna had a couple of hours until her massage, so she decided to soak in the mineral baths for half an hour then go to the mud bath. She placed her belongings in a locker near the massage villas and headed to the mineral baths. Settling into a bath, she rested her head on the bank and closed her eyes. "This feels great," she thought to herself. Her mind was in peace, mostly, and anytime the thought of work crossed her mind she immediately took deep breaths and collected herself. 

After the mud bath, Jenna had an apricot-mango smoothie and continued to read. At twenty-to-one she began to walk over to the locker to gather her things before checking into her massage appointment. 

"Welcome back, miss. Are you here to check-in for your appointment?" 

Jenna nodded and said, "Yes, with Roma."  



The clerk smiled, stepped out from behind the counter and said, "Very well, miss Jenna, please follow me to your private gazebo." Jenna followed the lovely young clerk, a short and slim blond with sparkling blue eyes and a sweet smile. "Please have a seat and Roma will be right with you." Jenna took a seat in a large and comfortable outdoor chair. 

The cushions felt extremely soft on her smooth skin. She looked down at herself and realized that she had acquired a light tan that gave her skin a nice glow. Her full, chestnut-brown hair was loose and falling over her shoulders. Even makeup less, Jenna looked beautiful. Her honey eyes were of a nice almond shape, her lips a dark rose hue and slightly plump. 



As she sat waiting, she noticed her masseuse coming up the walk. At once, she was taken aback by Roma's presence. Although she was of medium height, she was striking as a taller woman would be, and her milky skin looked smooth and graceful but not pale. Her hair was a natural auburn color and her eyes a dazzling grey. She had slightly pointed, pink lips that complimented her face. When she saw Jenna looking at her, she smiled and at once Jenna felt a wave of comfort flow over her. Even in her masseuse uniform, Roma's body looked incredible. 

Her breasts were not large, at best a B-cup, but they were perky and perfectly rounded. Her small waist preceded full hips and evidently thick legs. Jenna found herself wondering what Roma's body looked like out of the masseuse uniform and was shocked. She had never had such thoughts about a woman before. 

Before she could continue thinking about this, Roma said, "Jenna, what a pleasure to meet you. Do you have a preference for an essential oil?" 

Jenna smiled, nodded, and replied, "Yes, I like Vanilla Tangerine." 

"Great, I have that right here. And did you want to have cold-stones used during your massage?" 

Jenna nodded. There was something both soothing and intoxicating about Roma's voice. 

"Okay, while I gather the stones please go onto the massage table. Once you disrobe and are safely and comfortably under the sheet, press the blue button and I will return." Jenna couldn't help but look at Roma, almost longingly, as she walked away. She shook her head and whispered, "What are you doing?" She quickly took off her dress and bikini and climbed under the sheets, pressing the blue button.

"Alright, let's begin," she heard Roma say soothingly. The moment she felt Roma's fingertips on her neck, Jenna felt a charge run through her body. She shivered. "I apologize, was that too much pressure?" 

Jenna, embarrassed, replied in a quiet voice, "No, not at all. It was just... I got chills." In essence, she was not lying. Roma's touch had sent chills down her spine. The feeling itself was all too familiar, but new at the same time. Jenna had never reacted this way to a woman. What was going on? But before Jenna had more time to think on it, she felt Roma's fingers kneading her back, moving lower and lower. 

As they reached her lower back, another charge surged through her body. This charge reached down low and she felt a rousing between her legs. As Roma worked her lower back, with large strokes and centralized pressure, her excitement grew and it was all she could do to keep from squirming. When Roma moved her hands to Jenna's hips, to the side, Jenna shivered ever so slightly and tightened her legs. 

She couldn't help it. She felt Roma's hands stop, but she let them rest on Jenna's hips. "Is everything ok?" she heard Roma say, almost in a whisper. Jenna found it hard to respond and she heard a heavy breath escape her lips. 

Suddenly, she felt Roma lowering herself, her lips next to Jenna's ear. "How do you feel?" Jenna was beside herself. The rousing between her legs mounted beyond anything she could handle and she felt moist. 

"I... I'm... Oooohh..." That was all she could say as her breathing deepened and quickened. Roma's hands were sliding downward, toward Jenna's lower stomach. 

"I can help you with that, too, if you'd like," she heard Roma murmur directly into her ear, right before she felt Roma's tender lips caressing her earlobe. Jenna's breaths escaped with soft moans, and Roma was softly lifting her hips until Jenna's knees were slightly bent so that Roma could access her. Roma grasped her hair lightly and tugged so that Jenna faced her, and Roma kissed her deeply, massaging Jenna's tongue with her own. 

Roma's hands were sliding down her side, caressing her thighs, tormenting her by moving around her warm, moist furrow. Finally, Roma broke her lips from Jenna's and pushed her sideways until Jenna was flat on her back. Roma looked down at her, smiling, as her hand wandered downward and spread Jenna's legs. 



Roma kissed Jenna's neck, shoulders, and chest, until she finally began to enjoy her breasts with her tongue. She felt her tongue swirling around her hard nipples, gently tugging at them with her teeth from time to time. She place her index finger between her breasts and began to slowly glide it down Jenna's body until she reached the top of her mound. 

She began to run her finger around the top, lightly, until Jenna couldn't help but writhe and thrust her hips slightly upward. At this point, Roma began kissing her deeply and easily slipped her index finger inside of her. Jenna moaned in ecstasy inside of Roma's mouth. 

A second finger was added, and Roma began to swirl them around inside of her in opposite directions. Jenna moaned more loudly and began to squirm harder. Roma began to suck on Jenna's neck, her head tilted back moaning, hip thrust slightly upward as Roma worked her from the inside. 

As Roma kissed downward, from neck, to breasts, to abdomen, her free hand roved over Jenna's body like on a free terrain. Then Roma's head was between her legs and she felt her tongue again, pointed, caressing her lips as her fingers continued to swirl inside of her and her other hand toyed with her breasts. Jenna was beside herself with pleasure, and she felt bliss sweeping over her as Roma's pointed tongue darted into her vagina. She felt its warmth circling the inside of her and fingers meeting her clitoris, gently pressing down on it. 

The feeling of bliss became stronger and then she realized she as coming and Roma's mouth was receiving her sweet juices. She twisted her hips and breathed rapidly, but Roma's did not stop pleasuring her until she finished peaking and settled back down, hyperventilating. 

Roma lifted her head slightly from between Jenna's legs and smiled as she licked her lips. "How was the pressure?" 

Jenna laughed lightly, sat up, grabbed the back of Roma's head and kissed her passionately. Pulling back, she replied, "Perfect."

Jenna woke up on Monday morning feeling more refreshed than she could have imagined. Looking in the mirror at her naked body, post-shower, she said to herself, "I'm ready."