"I just don't know how I can trust him anymore," Lucy spat out at her long time fiancé' as her therapist looked on. "I'm always going to wondering what he's doing when I'm not around."
William sat back into the leather sofa. "I told you when we first met, I didn't believe in one man, one woman."
"But an open marriage? How could you even think I would be open to that with my catholic upbringing?" Lucy grabbed another tissue from the table, drying her eyes as Will just shook his head.
Dr. Sell got up from his chair and walked across the room to his work desk. "You know, I've listened to your dilemma for a while now...and it's quite obvious that the two of you have different ideas about this relationship." Dr. Sell opened a file drawer and pulled out folder. "What I usually tell people if they want to rectify their relationship is to go away for a secluded weekend somewhere to see if it's worth saving." Dr. Sell sat back down in his chair and placed the folder on the table next to the tissue box. "I have sent several couples to this resort and it has always solved their problem."
"The Villa-Lobos Spa Resort?" Will read.
"It's secluded...I mean off-the grid secluded...you're literally in the middle of California desert no-where. You two will be away from your normal distractions. You can work on what it is you want your relationship to be...and if you don't agree by the end of the weekend, you can go your own ways. What do you have to lose?"
"I could use some time to get away from wedding stress," Lucy sighed.
"And I guess you will always know where I am." Will smirked, as Lucy gave a half-hearted chuckle.
"Then it's settled. I will contact to let them know you are coming and set the reservations for tomorrow- Friday, through Sunday." Dr. Sell then stood up and walked the couple out, like he didn't want them to change their minds.
It took a while, but Will drove up the long driveway in his red convertible, Lucy in the passenger seat, gazing out behind dark sunglasses. The dust was flying through the air as he slowed down and spun to the front of the resort, stopping by steps. Will got out and looked around. "What do ya think, Luce?"
"It looks a little rustic," Lucy shot, "...but a better word would be old." She got out of the car, her white capris all dusted up. She immediately felt out of place as she stood in her stiletto shoes on the dirt driveway.
"Ah...you must be the soon-to-be Mr. and Mrs. Wendt," the beautiful, middle-aged black woman appeared as she walked down the steps. "I am Maria Villa-Lobos. Dr. Sell said you would be coming." The words smoothly sliding out her mouth with her heavy Jamaican accent.
Will took a second to not appear too flirtatious. "We almost didn't make it all. When Dr. Sell said 'off-the-grid,' he wasn't kidding. I haven't had cell service for hours." Lucy looked on as she took off her head scarf, her hair partially wind-blown, seeing Will play the same games he always does.
Maria smiled. "Our clients like their privacy. We've had celebrities, politicians, lots of wealthy people stay with us to improve themselves."
Lucy felt like she was being played. If so many famous people stayed there, why did everything look so out of date? "What's with the dogs and the kennels over there?" Lucy bitchly said as she pointed to the side of the main building where a line of dog kennels stood with several dogs staring and panting at them.
Maria visibly didn't like to be questioned, but bit her tongue in response. "We're so remote, people leave their dogs out into the desert. We rescue them, train them, and send them back into the world. If you would like, we could arrange for one to return with you after the weekend if you want."
"We'll see." The thought unnerved Lucy. She looked at the two wild dogs sitting at attention, tongues hanging out. The look of them gave Lucy a chill.
"Very well. Now I hope you don't mind, but I took the liberty of ordering a spa massage for each of you right away. It usually helps our clients unwind after such a long drive. I will have someone take your bags to your rooms."
"Our rooms? You mean we're not going to be in the same room?" Lucy was further uneasy.
Maria smiled. "For couples in your situation, we find it best to start out in separate rooms so you can work on yourselves, before working on each other. Now if you don't mind." Maria extended her arm to usher them inside. They walked into the main lobby which looked like a huge hunter's cabin. All around the walls were stuffed animals in various poses, most being attacked by other animals. The room itself was intimidating.
"Wow," Will interjected. "The wolves attacking that doe look almost life-like."
Maria smiled, like it was just the response she was hoping for. "We do like being natural here. If we are going to encourage you to be your natural selves, then we should display nature as it is." The words gave Lucy a chill as she looked at the doe, her heel steps echoing through the empty room as they walk through.
Maria escorted them down the spiraling staircase. She got to the desk at the bottom, reached around, and handed Lucy a robe, and a room key." I ordered a reflexology massage for you. It's where all your muscles are tied to your feet, so our masseuse relaxes you by rubbing pressure points in your feet...I'm sure you'll love it." Maria opened the first door as Lucy reluctantly walked by.
Before closing the door, Lucy turned around and shot out. "What about him?" pointing to Will.
Maria smiled again. "You sir, will have out general back massage. I know it's not as extravagant as the reflexology, but most men don't care. They just want their backs kneaded out from driving all this way." She handed him a robe and key, as Will stared giddily enthralled with Ms. Villa-Lobos. "Your room is at the end there. I will let your masseuses know you'll be ready shortly."
Will gave a polite "Thank you," before going over to give Lucy a kiss. Lucy looked and just slammed the door in his face. Will walked down to his room and slammed the door behind him, hoping Lucy heard.
Will sat in anticipation on the table wearing only the robe. The table looked like something at his chiropractor's office, with parts you can extend out, take out, and recline. Will looked around the room. If he didn't know he was in a resort, he would have thought he was just in some rundown wooden shack somewhere. The lighting itself was old kerosene lanterns giving the room a yellowish glow.
"Relaxing, isn't it?"
Will spun around. There in the shadow of the corner stood a female figure. A light from a lighter glistened her face as she lit a rolled up joint.
"Yes, it is," Will muttered back. "You scared me...I didn't see you there."
"Of course not." She took a long exhale letting the smoke flow out into the room. "If I wanted you to see, I would have announced my presence." She then stepped out of the shadow, as she pulled the joint out of her mouth. She stared at Will emotionlessly, strategically, like she was sizing him up. Will stared back at her arousingly. Her long black hair and Latin tanned skin only accentuated her bright green eyes. She was dressed in a light tan brown leather skirt going to her knees, and a similar colored top that cross crossed her young, firm breasts, revealing her cleavage. She stood barefoot with an anklet on her left foot. There wasn't a thought in Will's mind as she slowly went about the room lighting stalks of dried grasses that were tied together in small vases throughout. The smell was intoxicating as Will took a deep inhale. The twitch of his cock was the only thing bringing him back to the present as he tried to conceal his growing erection.
"Ummm, what's your name?" Will sheepishly muttered.
She continued to glide through the room unphased, as she pulled her joint to her lips to take another long drag, the glow at the end like a hypnotizing candle flame. She took another long slow exhale, again blowing the smoke on the floor as she sexily pulled it from her lips.
"My name is Luna. And I'm here to relax you." Will's cock grew harder underneath his robe. "Take off your robe and lie face down on the table." Luna's words were the perfect combination of a suggestion and an order. Will spun around immediately, untied his robe revealing his muscular physique, and flopped on the table before she noticed his cock. He adjusted himself, fitting his face in the opening, and the rest of his body so it felt like he fitted perfectly into the formed table pads. He took another deep inhale, picking up the fumes from smoke in the room, relaxing him fall deeper into the table.
Will felt the oil dripping along his back, followed by Luna's long fingers tracing his back like she was writing with the oil. As she moved her finger across his back, he felt all the tension in his body collapse. Her finger pressed harder into his skin like she was reaching into him. Will couldn't feel anything anymore...not his back, not his erection...only Luna and her fingers spreading the oil.
She stopped and walked to the head of the table. The bottom of her skirt and her bare feet in Will's line of sight. She lightly petted the back of Will's head like she was stroking her favorite pet.
"How do you feel, my Will?" she whispered seductively in his ear.
"Wonderful, my Luna," Will mindlessly responded.
With that, as the smoke in the room covered the floor like a fog, he saw Luna's leather skirt fall down out of sight into the smoke. Luna stepped to the side as she continued stroking Will's hair. She then lifted it up out of the table hole and guided his head to rest on his right ear. He blankly stared directly at her pussy, adorning above it a small tattoo of a new, crescent moon pinching what looked like a pentagram.
"Do you like my pussy?" Luna stroked his hair above his left ear, lovingly.
"Yes." It was the only thing in Will's mind. His entire body was like a vast emptiness.
"Would you do anything to taste this pussy?"
"Yeess."
"What would you do to taste my pussy?"
"Annyy...Thhinngg." The words droolingly parting past his lips as he could barely move in his relaxed state.
Luna floated through the clouded floor over to a dresser drawer against the wall. She pulled out a couple of items as Will stared blankly at Luna's tan, perfect ass. She turned around holding a strap-on harness and dildo as she floated back to the table. She set the dildo next to his face, as she stepped into the harness, and buckled herself in. She then picked up the dildo and buckled it into place so that one end lightly grazed her pussy. She strided to the side of table, pulled out a pin collapsing it down as his arms and leg fell with it. She walked over to the other side dropping that side the same way. She then removed the back of the table so that his ass hung over the side. Luna took some oil and lubricated the dildo.
"Just relax." He felt her hands grab his waist as she slide the dildo inside him. Will felt it as she did. It was the first time in a while he could feel anything. He felt his cock come to life again. It felt so good. Luna gave another thrust. Again, more arousal sprang through his body, his cock growing harder. Another thrust, again. What once felt empty felt now like it was filling up with arousal with each thrust. Another thrust, harder. Another, another, speeding up.
Will arched his back, his strength returning as he pushed off against the table."Yes, that's it my Will," Luna panted. She reached around and began stroking his engorged cock with each thrust. "Don't cum until I tell you." His hand came down and clutched hers squeezing his cock. She removed her hand then as he continued the stroking.
"Yes, my Luna."
She began to moan as she felt the dildo rub harder against her clit. He moaned as he felt it against his prostate. Faster he stroked. The arousal flooding his body like air being pumped into a flat tire.
"Let me take you, My Will." She began petting the back of his head again.
"Yes, My Luna."
Faster, thrust after thrust.
