Despite the smog, it was one of those bright days in Los Angeles when the beautiful, sensual movie actress Sharon Stone entered her favorite restaurant, the counter downstairs at the "Beverly Hills Hotel," the "Fountain Coffee Shop." She had been starting her days here for years, enjoying the relaxing atmosphere despite the presence of others from rock-and-roll and other movie stars to business people and moms with their kids. The "Fountain Coffee Shop" was an oasis where one could enjoy pancakes and coffee for breakfast or their forever special "McCarthy Salad" if one happened slept in and missed breakfast. While waiting to be served one could read any of many newspapers, from the "International Herald Tribune" and "New York Times" to the local such as the "Los Angeles Times."
After breakfast because she loves the ocean, if she has time, Sharon often goes to Venice Beach to exercise or just to enjoy watching other people of all kinds from the svelte, tan beauties whose bodies are covered with as little fabric as possible for modesty's sake that shows their cleavage and tight, thong-covered asses, many of whom roller skate through the bustling crowds, to others wearing gaudy clothes.
Sometimes she goes to Muscle Beach where the muscle-building hunks pump iron, their bodies covered with oil and dripping with glistening sweat. There are "still rings" and "balance beams" at Muscle Beach, and Sharon often works out on the rings, surprising herself that she can "stand" in the still rings.
In addition to loving the ocean, Sharon also loves to fly kites and sometimes goes to Malibu Beach to fly kits in the cool, Pacific breezes coming out of the Northwest with the sounds of crashing waves kissing the tan, sandy shore.
To give herself a special treat Sharon loves to go with a girlfriend for the day to "Beverly Hot Springs" that is a real hot spring bubbling up out of the ground. Inside the distinctive building one gets a locker, takes off all her clothes, and goes and sits in the hot spring. Here one can relax all her tight muscles and the tension of the day.
Having allowed the body to relax and become stimulated in the hot, bubbling water, one takes a plunge into a cold pool, shocking the body back to reality. Going back and forth from hot tub to cold pool continues until it is time to go for a massage. Sharon always signs up for a full body scrub and massage.
This isn't just any scrub. According to Sharon they scrub you as if you are a farm animal. Once on the table the one giving the cleaning and massage scrubs one from head to toe. After the scrubbing, one is flopped front and back, having bowls of hot spring water out of a big bucket thrown all over her. Sharon says she thinks this is marvelous.
Having finished with the scrubing and rinsing with the hot spring water, the mesusse scrubs one with cucumbers that she grates in the room along with milk. She just throws the cucumbers and milk concoction all over one from head to toes. After sufficiently covered with the mixture the hair is washed first and the face is scrubbed, and then she stands one up and hoses one down with the hot spring water. After all this is done Sharon says you feel so clean with one layer of skin just ripped right off you.
After the scrubbing and washing are over, one goes back into the hot spring to soak and relax until it is time for the massage.
Sharon's meusse for the day was Zoe, a "Greek" word meaning "life." Zoe came up to Sharon who was sitting in the hot tub with her head leaning on folded towels back against the edge. Her eyes closed, and she was breathing very slowly, and with each breath Sharon's breasts rose and lowered themselves in the water, her nipples and areolas standing out very crimson red from the heat of the water. Zoe came up to Sharon, but Sharon was so relaxed and lost in the warmth of the hot tub, she didn't realize Zoe was there.
While standing there Zoe couldn't help but notice Sharon's beauty: her puckered nipples rising and falling with the up-and-down movement of her breasts nor the black triangle of Sharon's pubic hair between her lovely legs. Even from this angle Zoe could see Sharon's breasts and chest taper into a narrow waist and then flare out into rounded, well-formed hips that extended onto her firm thighs and slender, musclar calves.
Zoe saw, and what she saw she liked, and while standing there studying Sharon's body, Zoe's heart beat faster, and she began to breathe a wee bit faster and deeper. Zoe's dark eyes took in everything, and in her mind she pictured herself with her hands moving all over Sharon's body as she gave her a full-bodied massage.
With that image in her mind, Zoe cleared her throat to let Sharon know she was present.
"Ahummmm, Miss Stone."
Slowly Sharon opened her eyes, and Zoe stared into Sharon's beautiful blue eyes, looking like pools of greenish=tinted turquoise.
"Oh, I didn't hear you come in," said Sharon, she looking back into Zoe's dark, Mediterranean eyes, her olive-colored skin, and wavy-dark black hair that was tied up into a round knot on the back of her head.
Sharon also didn't miss Zoe's lovely body clothed in tight-fitting, white shorts that allowed her to see the outline of Zoe's pussy and a halter, white T-Shirt with "Beverly Hot Springs" emblazoned across the chest that was thrust out by Zoe's large, firm breasts. She did not fail to notice Zoe's nipples were obviously hard and erect as they pressed against the material of her T-Shirt. The T-Shirt also went just below Zoe's breasts, showing the smooth skin of her midriff. Zoe had a silver bellybutton ring navel which, against her olive complexion, looked very sexy to Sharon. While taking this all in, Sharon wondered on one hand why Zoe's nipples should be so erect and obvious, but on the other hand she knew within herself Zoe had become excited seeing her nude both during the scrubbing as well as now seeing her naked in the hot tub.
Deep inside Sharon responded to these ideas running through her mind, and becoming aroused herself,gooseflesh puckered around her crimson-pink areolas, and her nipples thrust forward hard and erect. Sharon also felt herself becoming wet between her legs.
"I'm sorry to disturb you, Miss Stone. You looked so relaxed, but I came to get you to give you your full-body massage," said Zoe, accentuating the word "full-body."
With images of Zoe's hands and fingers all over her Sharon smiled up at Zoe and said, "Call me Sharon, Zoe. After all, you're standing there seeing me completely naked, and you'll be running your hands all over my body."
"All right, Sharon, if you wish," answered Zoe with a throatiness in her voice, and then extending her hand to help Sharon out of the hot tub, Zoe added, "Then let me help you out of the hot tub, and we'll go into the room for your massage."
At the touch of their hands, the two felt a warm, sensual current flow between them, causing their hearts to beat faster. And both Sharon and Zoe looked knowingly into one another's eyes.
With Sharon's hand in hers Zoe led Sharon into the massage room, having a slight smile on her impassioned face.
"Okay, Sharon, let's get you up on the table. Lie down on your stomach. We'll start on your back."
Without answering Sharon crawled up onto the massage table that was covered with a clean, white sheet.
Sharon felt her full breasts press against the coolness of the sheet, and her body luxuriated in the tactile contact with the rest of her body from her head to her toes.
"Lift up your head, Sharon, and lay it on these pillow. Relax yourself, feeling any tension drain from your body. This should be easily done because of your soaking in the hot tub and your scrubing."
Sharon did as Zoe told her and anxiously awaited her touch.
Zoe stood at Sharon's head and poured a fragrant oil with aloe into her hands and rubbed the oil into the palms of ther hands and all over her fingers. Having done this, Zoe layed her stretched fingers onto Sharon's ears and slowly began to message them gently, slowly circling them with the tips of her fingers from the outsides to her delicate earlobes. Zoe took Sharon's earlobes between her thumbs and forefingers and gently massaged them, letting the sensation course through Sharon's body.
"Mmmmmmm, Zoe, that feels so good. So relaxing. You have such a wonderful touch."
