The bright red hand-written words on the outside of the plain white envelope simply read "Thank you for your friendship."
Andi had found the envelope on her desk at work. As she held the envelope in her hand, she glanced around to see if any of her co-workers were watching, hoping to get a clue as to who might have sent it. She worked with a group of men and enjoyed teasing them, so she thought that the envelope might have come from one of them. No, nobody was paying any attention to her, or if they were, they were doing it secretly.
Taking her letter opener, she slipped it into the top of the envelope and quickly slit it open. Inside, Andi found a card from a local spa. It was elegantly printed on fine blue stock and personalized to her specifically. She had been given a day at the spa, including facial, manicure, pedicure, and massage. She knew the spa by reputation only and had heard stories of the pampering that a woman could receive there. Andi looked at the card and sighed, Lord knows I can use some pampering, she thought to herself.
Near the bottom of the card was a message from her benefactor: "Thank you for coming into my life, Love Joe".
Awww, what a sweet thing, she thought to herself, how did he manage this from so far away?
At the very bottom of the card was the message: Please call to make an appointment.
Andi held the card to her breast and sighed. She had met Joe on the internet and they had become friends. He was American and she was German, but they seemed to be tuned to the same frequency on a lot of things. He was funny and smart and they flirted constantly, sometimes torridly. After a while, the two of them began exchanging e-mails in order to keep contact. The 6 hour time difference didn't give them much overlap in real time, and since both worked as well, it was hard to spend much time together on-line.
As the emails were exchanged, their friendship grew, photographs exchanged, and their flirtations became more acute. Andi looked forward to his notes. Joe had a way with words and she liked the escape it provided her. Over time, their notes took on more of the feel of erotic love letters, each taking delight in trying to top the other's hot letter. It was fun. A little spark in a relationship adds some spice, Andi had told him one time.
And the relationship had added spice to her life. In the evening, she would sit in her bed and re-read the past few e-mails, savoring the words and images they provided. Joe was adept at description so Andi often felt as if he was there with her. When he talked of touching her breasts, she could almost feel his warm hands. She would feel her nipples stiffen and her own hands would migrate to her breasts and re-enact the words she saw on her laptop. When Joe described how his tongue would explore the folds of her pussy, how he would tug on her lips there, and how he would slide his tongue into her as deeply as he could, Andi would reach down as if to run her fingers through his hair, or squeeze her thighs together to capture his head, holding it right where it gave her the greatest pleasure.
It was during these passages that Andi would put her laptop aside, close her yes and slip her hand beneath the long t-shirt she wore to bed, and she would touch herself, gently at first, gasping at the sensation, and thinking of the man she had never met, the man that seemed to excite her so much. As she thought of his naked body pressed to hers, she would feel her clit stiffen as she applied just the right pressure to make her toes twitch and her nipples even harder.
Sometimes, after she came, she would turn back to her laptop and write back to him, telling him what she had just done. The next day, he might describe what he had done upon receipt of her note, or he might come up with some sexy new story, some new pleasure to excite her. It was a very pleasant and sexy friendship.
Dialing the number on the card, Andi made her appointment for the next weekend. The following days seemed to drag on as Andi eagerly anticipated her day of relaxation and pampering at the spa.
This anticipation seemed to heighten her nighttime ritual with the e-mails. The effect of Joe's e-mails were more quickly realized on her body, and her hands and fingers were more eager to explore all of her pleasure zones. On the night before her appointment, Andi shivered as she played with her clit and slide a finger into her ass as she thought of her far-off and sexy friend. Her heart raced as she imagined Joe's kisses on her lips and breasts. She gave herself gooseflesh when she thought of his hardness entering her. This thought in particular excited her and she erupted so violently that her body shook like a leaf.
Andi woke up early on the day of her appointment. She felt like a child on Christmas morning. So full of excitement the little Andi wake up early and sneak down to get a peek at the presents under the tree. She had the same sort of feeling with regard to the spa. But it was still hours until her appointment. Trying to occupy herself with odd chores around the house, Andi found herself looking at her watch about every 5 minutes. The time passed so slowly and nothing that she tried seemed to make the time pass more quickly. With about 50 minutes to go Andi got into her car and drove the spa. The trip only took 15 minutes so Andi sat in her car, fidgeting, tapping her fingers on the steering wheel, until she felt it was okay to go inside without looking too anxious.
The foyer of the spa was very elegant, almost like a garden. Flowers were everywhere, and there was even a fountain bubbling among the plants. Scattered among the garden were a few lounges, but no one was sitting in them. To the back of the garden was the reception area where a girl in a pink smock was sitting at a patio table.
"Hello and welcome," said the girl as Andi approached. "You must be Andi. We've been expecting you" The girl stood up immediately and said, "My name is Fiona. Please follow me."
Fiona went to the salon doors behind her and held them open for Andi. The hallway on the other side was just as elegant as the foyer with flowers in vases on little tables, and striking abstract paintings on the wall The hallway was long and each side was lined with doors, spaced about 10 meters apart. The sweet smell of jasmine was in the air. This is no low rent operation, Andi thought to herself.
As if on cue, another pink-clad girl came out of one of the doors and said, "Hello, Ma'am, my name is Eliza and I will be making sure your day is a pleasurable one."
Eliza went back toward the door from which she emerged, and held the door open for Andi. Once inside Andi scanned the large room. Against one wall was a large mirrored bath complete with whirlpool. There was a large lounge chair just off the middle of the room with a wheeled small table adjacent to it. A meter or two from the lounge was a padded table with a hole in the surface at one end, obviously to be used for the massage. Along another wall was a wet bar with champagne chilling in a bucket, and plates of fruit and pastries and dainty sandwiches. Adjacent to the bar was a set of long swinging doors. And finally along the third wall was a very large sofa, almost the size of a bed, with large, fluffy pillows scattered over it.
This must have cost Joe a fortune, Andi thought to herself as she stood looking at the room.
Elza led Andi to the long swinging door and showed her the changing room where Andi found 3 robes, each with her initials embroidered on them. There was a light blue terrycloth robe that looked so comfortable, a lavender silk robe with rose trim that look so sexy, and flowery kimono that looked cute. In addition there was a basin with all sort of toiletries scattered along the adjacent surface, a toilet and a bidet. Almost all the comforts of her own bathroom at home.
Andi undressed, admiring herself in the mirror before putting on the terrycloth robe. She placed her clothes and purse on the hooks available. Emerging from the room she saw Eliza patiently standing near the bath.
"What do we do first?" Andi asked, and then immediately felt a little foolish. She was showing that visiting a spa wasn't a common occurrence for her. But Eliza only smiled.
"Perhaps a nice bath and some champagne? I'm sure you will enjoy our finest bath oils. After the bath, a facial, manicure and pedicure? Then a massage? We also have a sauna and pool down the hall for your pleasure as well."
Andi looked at the bath which Eliza had already drawn. The water was steaming and looked so inviting. "Yes, a bath would be wonderful," she said.
Eliza stood by to take Andi's robe and helped her into the bath. She then carefully folded the robe and put it on the sofa.
The hot water made Andi's skin tingle as she settled against the wall of the tub, which seemed to match her body perfectly. The water felt wonderful.
Elza scurried behind the wet bar and wheeled out a small cart that had beautiful vials of various colored oils. As she began adding the oils to the bath, she said, "I think you'll find this combination very soothing"
Closing her eyes and relaxing in the bath, Andi let all the sensations wash over her. The oils somehow magically soothed her body further and their fragrance was almost indescribably sensual. Eliza stayed close by, bringing champagne, adjusting the water temperature and flow of the water jets, adding new oils as the bath progressed, and tending to all the small details to make the bath a wonderful experience. Andi was in heaven. She was totally relaxed, a calm she had never known before.
Pampering is good, she thought as Eliza catered to her every whim: another champagne, a dainty sandwich or two, a creamy chocolate pastry. Andi felt like she could sit there forever.
Finally, Eliza coaxed her out of the bath, and dried her body off with a soft white towel. Andi had never had another woman do this before but she found it wonderfully pleasant.
As Andi stood there naked while Elza went to retrieve her terrycloth robe, Andi said, ""Wait, Eliza, perhaps the lavender robe instead, I'm in a silky mood now."
Eliza smiled and took the blue robe back to the changing room and emerged with the silken robe. She helped Andi into it and then led her to the lounge.
As if by magic, the door to the room opened and another pink-smocked girl entered wheeling another tray of items. "This is Heda," Eliza said, "she will be assisting me with your care now".
Sitting in the lounge Andi was subjected to pure pleasure as Eliza and Heda applied their magical ointments and creams to her face and arms and legs. As Andi sat to let the facial do its work, Eliza expertly worked on her hands and nails and Heda on her toes. It was so nice to be taken care of in this way.
When at last they were through, Eliza offered Andi a mirror. Andi was amazed at the beautifully sated face that looked back at her. She admired her hands and toes, each expertly and finely filed and painted and soft from the creams and lotions that were applied.
