Chapter 2
"Hello, Mr. X. My name is Tracy. It is a pleasure to finally meet you. If you would please follow me, I will escort you to your room for the evening."
"Hi Tracy, nice to meet you too. Lead the way."
As I enter the house, I notice that the interior has been remodeled. From the outside you'd think it was a typical house, but inside it resembles a hotel with well-lit hallways and doors spaced out on both sides. I wonder if I am going to find out what each room has to offer.
I figure Tracy is part of the administrative team. She is beautiful, of course, but the way she presents herself and leads me through the house makes me feel that she is more of an organizer than a participant. She has on jeans and a tight black t-shirt that is cut half way down her chest, a typical look of a bartender. All she needs is a name tag and a towel hanging out of her belt to complete the ensemble.
Still, I would jump at the chance to have this mature beauty all to myself. She has dark brown hair down to her shoulders, brown eyes, B to C cup breasts, and a good handful of an ass. I stare at her ass on the short walk to the room. She opens the door and we both walk in. She shuts the door as I move into the room.
"Mr. X, in addition to being your escort I am also your masseuse. Why don't you take a quick shower, to refresh yourself from the car ride, and I'll get set up for your massage out here."
"My overnight bag is in my car that is still parked outside the bar. I can go shower but I have nothing clean to change into " I said.
"No worries. We will find you some clothes. For now just worry about enjoying your shower and massage." Tracy responded.
"Ok. So, you won't mind seeing me in the nude?" I said in a flirty tone. I was being more forward than I normally would but by this time I figured I'd be fucking every person I encountered.
"I don't mind at all. Being a masseuse for 20 years I have seen everything there is to be shown. It really doesn't faze me." Tracy bluntly said while starting to get things set up.
Her answer makes me wonder if she is simply just a masseuse and nothing more. A little disappointed but still looking forward to a nice massage by a beautiful lady, I head into the bathroom to take my shower.
Similar to the rest of the house the bathroom is newly renovated with all the latest styles and features. I strip down and get into the shower. It has very nice, newly updated tiles, a ceiling length raindrop shower head, four body sprayers on each side, and several different bottles of soaps, lotions, and shampoo along the back wall.
I kick the water on, to a hot temperature to allow for the shower to fill with steam. As I let the water warm up I look over the various bottles. A few body washes, some face cleaners, tea tree shampoo, and baby oil, all typical options you expect to find at a spa. I make a selection, almost at random, and wash away the remains of the car ride session.
However, there are a few more sensual items in the shower as well; a few lubes with different flavors, a few discrete toys, astro glide, and a few unmarked bottles. This being a night of exploration I pop open the unmarked bottle and apply it to my skin.
The ingredients in the lotion work their magic. It starts slow, but builds up more and more as I continue to rub it in. My skin feels like it is inhaling along with every breath I take. I step out of the water to prevent the lotion from washing away too quickly as I lather myself up.
I squeeze more of the lotion onto my hands and apply it directly to my nipples, amazed by the heightened sensitivity. I rub the lotion around them, causing them to grow hard and be more sensitive than ever. My nipples aren't the only thing growing hard. The sensation grows stronger and stronger as my breathing becomes faster and faster.
Once the intensity levels off from applying the lotion on my nipples I am ready to spread the lotion all over my cock. I skip my hands and hold the bottle over my chest. I let a huge gob of lotion fall onto my chest and I watch in great anticipation as it flows down my stomach smothering my cock in its natural flow. My cock is already hard but the lotion makes it feel like it is resting inside someone's warm body. Once the majority of the flow reaches my member, I furiously rub it all around making sure every inch of my cock and balls is fully coated.
My eyes roll back in my head. I am in pure ecstasy. On a normal night I would have spent hours masturbating in the shower with this wonder new lotion, but I know Tracy is waiting outside. Still it is hard to resist the incredible feeling.
While my right hand slides up and down my shaft, the other attends to my sack. Some of the lotion finds its way onto my lower ass and I can start feeling the sensation of it working its way down in between my cheeks.
I pause for a moment. "Is this really the best time to slip a finger into my ass?", I thought to myself.
My pleasure filled mind wins the internal debate and I have to proceed. I add another good dollop of lotion to the fingertips of my left hand. While slowly stroking my cock with my right hand I reach around back with my left hand until I almost touch my balls. I slowly spread the lotion from the back of my balls, all the way through my butt crack, and finally spread the rest around my cheeks.
I go back to masturbating, allowing the lotion time to take effect on my ass. It doesn't take long. As I continue to play with myself I feel my asshole warm, tingle, and relax. My whole body now feels electric. Each movement of my hands or finger tips send waves of lust through my entire body.
The only reason for not orgasming is the desire to explore my ass with the new sensation the lotion is giving me. I squat down in the shower to fully expose my asshole. While stroking my cock, I circle my asshole, I edge myself further and further. Just teasing the outside feels amazing but I need to go further. I need to go deeper.
I stop quickly for a fresh gob of lotion in each hand, then right back to my cock and hole. Ready to moan with pleasure, I am just about to slide into myself when I hear a knock at the door.
"Mr. X, I'm all set up for you out here. Are you almost done with your shower?" Tracy said from the other side of the door.
"Yes, sorry just finishing up. Be right out." I said nearly out of breath by the time I was done.
Although I would have liked to continue, I don't want to hold up the rest of the night either. I rinse off, hop out, and give myself a good once over with the towel drying off the water, but effects of the lotion remain. My cock, nipples, and ass are still tingling just as much as when I lathered on the lotion. The cool chill of the air against my naked body is incredible.
I let the towel drop to the floor and head out with the hope that Tracy would like what she sees. I know that earlier she led me to believe that she was just a masseuse, but I am so horny from the shower and not being able to finish motivates me to still try to seduce her.
Normally, at a massage I wouldn't be so open in presenting my naked body, but this night is causing me to open up. I am frisky tonight and want the full range of pleasure from both giving and receiving. Even if Tracy is there just as a masseuse, I know I am going to be naked around new people tonight. Not a time to be shy, so I'd better get used to it.
I walk out of the bathroom. I stop just outside of the door until the only thing on me is Tracy's eyes. My penis hangs still semi-erect from my shower session.
"On my back or on my stomach?" I ask Tracy.
"We'll start with the back first, so on your stomach please." Tracy says while patting the massage table, welcoming me to jump on. I watch her eyes, not even a slight glance down at my package.
As I turn off the bathroom lights, I notice that the room is dark except for a few candles with a sweet smelling aroma coming off of them. Very relaxing yet still very erotic. If I didn't know any better I'd say I am at a 5 star spa resort. I climb onto the table and place my head in the opening. Tracy begins to apply the hot oil.
"Oh!"
"Sorry is the oil too hot?"
"No sorry, it's perfect. It just took me by surprise. It feels great."
"Ok, I want to make sure you have a great experience. Are there any areas that you want me to focus on?"
Here is my chance to tip my hand a bit. Still thinking about whether she is just here to massage me, I figure I wouldn't be punished for at least trying in a place like this.
"Umm yes, my lower back, upper thighs, and - groin area."
She stops abruptly and looks me dead in the eye. The mood in the room becomes very serious.
"Groin area? Really?! I am going to pretend you didn't say that. I understand that tonight is a new experience for you but, please, treat me as if I were a regular masseuse. Because to tell you the truth, I am. Nothing more."
I feel horrible. She called me out on my inappropriate behavior and she was absolutely right to. Maybe she just took this job for some extra money and has to fend off every guy thinking she is just the next stop on the sex tour. I have to apologize right away.
"Tracy, I am so sorry. I had a bit too much to drink before I got in the car with Raquel and Calvin. You are right, you don't deserve to be treated like that. I know the rules now and will respect them fully. My pants are still in the bathroom with my wallet inside. I am not sure what is included or what the price is for all of this but I will give you a nice tip because of this. It has been years since my last massage and times have been stressful, so this massage will be much appreciated."
"I accept your apology Mr. X. Thank you for understanding. I'll be sure to pay attention to those areas at first, continue with the rest of the body, and then return to them again towards the end. Times have been stressful for me too, so I am sorry I snapped at you. You are not the first person to do this, but you are the first to apologize so thank you for that."
"Would you like it if I covered up with a towel?"
"Mr. X that is your decision. Honestly, a lot of my clients, even the ones outside of The Palace, choose to be fully nude so I am used to it."
"Ok, I understand."
I grab a towel off of the small stack that is next to the table.
"However, I still feel a little embarrassed and ashamed by my assumptions towards you. So, I am doing this because this is what I would normally do if I were getting a massage."
Tracy starts with my feet and lower legs.
"Is this alright." She asked, still in a very professional tone.
"Mmhmm, pressure is perfect." I respond, starting to feel that if this is just going to be a massage I should just relax and enjoy it.
There is still some tension in the room, and I really want to relieve it as much as possible, so I try some small talk.
"So Tracy, how did you come to work here at the Fantasy Palace?"
"Well, I started working in the city. Did that for about 10 years. Jumped back and forth between spas, hotels, and independent work. I somewhat enjoyed it but mostly I grew tired of the city. I started searching for clients outside of the city and massaged a few of the organizers of the Palace. I told them my desire to leave the city and they offered me a job...well, not right at first, it took about 6 months. I thought I was getting referred to different people in the area. Turns out they all worked here and were all so satisfied with my professionalism that they offered me a job."
"Were you a little freaked out when you got the full story?"
"Yes! Oh my god, absolutely. Sounded like some sort of weird sex cult or brothel."
"What changed your mind then?"
"Pressure good on the back?"
"Yes, 100% perfect."
