Sara was a woman of her times, productive and overloaded. She had become so many things, but overwhelmed, more and more, was what she felt each day. To her any extra free time, seemed to be taken over by even more urgent things. Finding time for herself had been neglected for so long. She could almost guarantee me time, didn't just happen. How could it? With all the stress Sara had building up from her boss at work, and her love life at a standstill, she felt stuck.
At the office, Sara sat across from Gina, a lady with a carefree attitude. At work, Gina would again, and again, tell Sara of the relaxing things she did, and some spa she raved about. It felt almost unfair, all the stress that Sara had been dealing with, and seeing everyone else, seemingly so carefree.
"I can't take this anymore...shhi," she thought to herself.
Sara walked over to the copier one more time, and felt it jam.
"See what a day!" Sara said out loud.
Sara went over to the copier and pulled out some sort of jammed paper out of it. At the same time, Sara saw it was an email that had jammed the machine.
It was a reminder, with Gina's email address, it read.
"Jack Steele appointment 430 pm today,
Massage time!
Jack, please European massage again, I'm still wet, I haven't stopped daydreaming about it. I'll see if I can get out early Gina!"
The business address of a Massage Shop was attached at the bottom.
It seemed like Gina's email had jammed the copier, with her personal life out there for the office to indulge.
"So she thinks she is the only one who gets out of work...not today." Sara laughed some to herself.
After lunch, Sara stopped by Gina's desk,
"hey here are a few more accounts to go thru today, the boss asked me to give them to you, something about a deadline."
Gina gasped, "shh..ok, ok i guess I can ...sure I'll do it. Just let her know she owes me a day off soon."
They both giggled some as Sara grinned even deeper. She had requested the afternoon off, and the only condition the boss gave, was to have Gina agree to do the extra office work.
After getting the courage to dump her work onto Gina, Sara got out the email paper, and headed out to her car. It began to rain some, and her white blouse top got wet. She also felt her black stretch skirt moisten some. She lifted it some as she sat in her car.
"This is it l'm going to this place and see what I can do to relax."
Sara arrived at the shop and thought,
"what's a girl to do to get some stress relieved?"
Sara made her way to the door in the rain. She was a tallish 5"7, with black heels on, and had long dark hair up in a ponytail. Her figure was sexy, as she worked out some on her days off, putting her attention to her butt mostly.
A strikingly handsome man inside met her there and opened the door for her.
"Please, come in, it's pouring out there, I'm Jack the shop therapist." Jack said as her held the door open for her.
Jack was a stunning 6"3 with sexy green eyes that almost glowed, light brown hair, and broad shoulders. His masculine chest fit well with his rock hard abs. Jack's legs were toned and complimented his firm butt, probably due to his love of cycling. He wore his tight vivid red T-shirt, with black yoga shorts, giving quite a view of his generous portions.
"I was just about to close for the day...I had a cancelation. Did you have an appointment?"
Jack liked her full breasts pushing against her white blouse top, he thought her dark hair was sexy as well. He had a spark for her instantly, but acted professionally.
Sara felt her rain soaked clothes, tighten around her as she stepped into the shop.
"Hi I'm Sara..I .was hoping to aa.." Sara flushed some as she stood next to him, and shook his hand, she found him to be very handsome, "get in as a walk in maybe...I know it's late but,"
Sara felt all her emotions swell again.
"I don't deserve this, I shouldn't be here, he's super hot, I can't go on like this I need this!"
Sara felt inside all the emotions, and expressed her dominant one, butterflies.
"I really didn't know about your place till earlier i found your...recommendation."
Jack spoke up in a confident voice, "you were referred here,...yes ok then...well dear please sign in on the kiosk pay machine, I can see you certainly."
And with that Sara was "in," whatever that meant, all she knew was today it was her day!
"I'll need to lock the door I won't be able to see anyone else today after you."
Jack said, as he locked the front door.
Sara signed in, mashed the menu options, and paid the services fee of 50$ with her credit card, clicking the will tip box.
"Please follow me I'll show you a room."
Jack led her to a room down the hallway and opened the door. It was a standard room with the professional massage look. It even had a window with opaque texture.
"Here is our room it seems to fit our new clients well." Jack said.
Sara looked around and felt excited and a bit nervous still. After all it was quite a bit of hustle to get to this point, she was anxious and tensed by now. But,
"this is what it took to get a girl some relaxation," she thought to herself.
"Great," she blurted softly.
Jack confidently led her again, "you were referred here, and I do have another room ready, it was for the appointment that cancelled please, but ...follow me."
Jack led her towards the back of the shop to a set of double doors, and he opened them and led them in. The scent of aromatherapy filled the air, as candlelight lit the entire room. In the center of the room was a platform which stood about a foot off the ground. On the platform was a massage table with pink rose petals strewn atop. A full length mirror lined along the walls, while a small dresser drawer, with two drawers stood next to the massage table. A couple of towels were atop the dresser, and a wine glass was placed next to them. A large cabinet with all kinds of lotions, and oils, was in close reach of the platform.
"So will this do?" Jack's voice sounded confident as the candlelight flickered.
"Yes...it's beautiful, I mean perfect." She replied.
Sara knew then she'd finally won one for herself for once. She'd taken the afternoon off, and her co-workers appointment, room, and her therapist. That in itself began to turn her on.
Jack, had been kept a secret from Sara's conversations with Gina. She wouldn't ever let Sara in on the fact he was sexy in every way. Sara's womanly intuition told her there had to be more to this man.
"I'll need to get my warming oils from the other room. Please feel free to undress, if you need to ...there are towels there. I'm not afraid of too much skin here."
Jack's voice sounded sexy, and confident in his craft. As he left the room, he grabbed a remote control, and put on some romantic sax music at just the right volume. Jack exited the room, and caught a glimpse of Sara and thought,
"that body is seriously tensed, but she's beautiful, and that makes me horny."
Sara began to undo her blouse which had gotten drenched. Then her bra as he breasts released out in freedom. Her black skirt fell to the ground next, as her black lace cheeky thong panties were left on. She climbed onto the table and put a towel around her breasts, covering her panties some.
"This feels good," Sara thought to herself as she put her finger over her nipple thru the towel, just to tease herself in the mirror some.
"I look sexy, it's been too long." She thought.
"Ah here we are, I brought some wine for you as well."
Jack returned and poured some wine for Sara into the glass on the dresser. As he lathered his hands some, and stood next to her, he placed his hands over her shoulders as she sipped the wine.
"I'll start your session now, so tell me what has a woman like you so stressed that you need my services?"
Sara put down the glass after having drank most of it.
"well I would have to say I've been putting myself last. My work keeps dumping stress on me, it's like they are just waiting for me to quit. Also my schooling is on hold so I've been having to put up with it all."
Sara felt his hand move over her upper shoulders, and neckline, she pulled her head in opposite directions to help him.