I am a supervisor at an accounting firm. My staff and I have just finished up a hectic and stressful few months restructuring our department due to the ineptness of the prior supervisor. Old accounts had to be updated, delinquent accounts had to be collected on, and we even won some new and lucrative accounts for the firm. There were a lot of late hours put in and some of us even had to work on our days off.
I was tired after this marathon session and feeling a little run down. My staff was feeling it too. The senior management was very happy with the great work we did and treated us to lunch at a very nice local restaurant that Friday.
During lunch I overheard some of the women in my department talking about how run down they were. A group of the guys and girls were talking about taking some time off and going on vacation. I wasn't able to take time away from the job yet, so that wasn't an option for me. I overheard a small group of women sitting at the table talking about going to a day spa for some relaxation time. I dismissed that idea saying to myself day spas are only for women.
When I returned to work that Monday, I observed that the women I heard discussing the day spa that past Friday seemed more relaxed and refreshed. I was intrigued. I saw one of the women, Nancy, getting some coffee in the break room. I approached her and commented on how refreshed she looked. Nancy thanked me and went on to say she had a facial, massage, manicure and pedicure on Saturday. She commented that it's like a relaxing ultra mini vacation, and she treats herself to a day like that every few months.
During lunch that afternoon, I closed the door to my office and went online to research the idea of going to a day spa. I Googled a few in my area and went to their websites. I thought that these places only catered to women exclusively. I was wrong. I saw that while most places were mainly frequented by women, all had men's menus too. I found one I liked and made the call. A very friendly woman named Claire answered the phone and we went through some of the options available to me. I chose the same things that Nancy and I talked about, a facial, massage and manicure/pedicure. Since these appointments take about 3 hours, I asked about availability for Saturday since it was my day off. Claire apologized and told me Saturday was all booked and Sunday as well. I was disappointed, but Claire said she had Friday afternoon open. It would require me to leave work a couple of hours early. I quickly thought about it and made the appointment for 3pm this Friday. Surely I deserved to leave work a couple of hours early.
Friday afternoon finally came and I was looking forward to my appointment. I went to Nancy and told her I was cutting out a little early and if anything should arise, she should either take care of it, or if it needed my attention to tell me on Monday. I would not be available for the rest of the day. "Ok Joe. I will handle things. Enjoy your weekend." Nancy said with a smile.
It took me about 20 minutes to get to the spa, and I arrived about 10 minutes early. I felt a little nervous as I walked inside, not knowing what to expect, but I calmed down when I met Claire face to face at the front desk. "Joe?" she asked. I nodded my head in the affirmative. "Welcome to Bella Luna." As Claire checked me in on her computer, I looked around and saw about a dozen women and men cutting their clients hair. The music was somewhat loud and I wondered how anyone could relax in that atmosphere. Claire spoke. "I have you down for a facial, a massage and a mani/pedi. Would you rather pay upfront or when you're done Sweetie?"
I chose to pay upfront and gave her my credit card for the $350 tab. I signed the receipt and Claire had me follow her to the back of the spa. She showed me the men's locker area and told me to undress and to put on the robe and flip flops that were there for me. She then then pointed to the small dimly lit sitting area and told me to sit there after I changed, and Vicki would come for me to give me my facial.
I went into the small locker room and quickly changed into the robe and flip flops. I exited and sat in the soft chair and noticed that I no longer heard the loud dance-type music that played out front, but a nice calming light instrumental. A couple of minutes later a pretty brunette appeared. "Hi, I'm Vicki. I'm giving you your facial today." I stood up and she extended her hand and shook mine. "Follow me" she stated. Vicki led me into another dimly lit room. She asked me if I have ever had a facial before and I said no. She explained the procedures she was going to do and instructed me to disrobe and to lay face up on the table under the sheet and blanket. Vicki left the room and I did as instructed. When she returned she told me to relax. She put on some nice Asian relaxation music and started to lightly massage my face and head, as a light mist of steam washed over my face. The massage felt great and I took a deep breath.
I was completely naked under the covers and through the steam, I could smell the light floral perfume that Vicki wore. I started to feel my cock coming alive and swell. I was hoping she didn't see what was happening. Vicki stopped her massage and told me she was going to "clean out" around my nose and forehead. Vicki started to squeeze and pinch and a couple of them were uncomfortable. My cock quickly softened. "Sorry about that." Vicki said. "You have pretty good skin for a guy. I'm going to give you a light scrub and then a seaweed mask." Just like she said, Vicki lightly scrubbed my face and neck with a sweet smelling concoction. She rinsed me off and then applied the seaweed mask. The goop was cold and indeed smelled like seaweed. She smeared it around and instructed me to breathe through my nose as the stuff dried and hardened. "Relax. I will be back in a few minutes." Vicki said. The room was quiet except for the relaxing music. I took a few deep cleansing breaths and waited for Vicki to return.
When Vicki walked back into the room a few minutes later, I felt her fingers touch the mask on my face. "Perfect." She said. She cleaned me up and told me to use sunblock and moisturizer to keep my skin healthy. She told me to meet her outside the room after I got dressed. When I exited the room, Vicki shook my hand again and led me back to the comfy chair in the small waiting room. As I sat down she said "In a few minutes, Amanda will come for you for your massage." I thanked her and sunk into the chair feeling a little relaxed and my face tight and clean.
A few minutes passed and Amanda appeared. She was pretty and about 35 years old. Amanda greeted me and instructed me to follow her. Amanda lead me to her room and turned down the sheet on the massage table. She told me to disrobe and lay face down on the table under the sheet. She left the room and after a couple of minutes returned and found that I had complied. Amanda asked if there were any specific areas that were giving me trouble, and I told her I mainly wanted to relax, but my lower back was a bit tight.
