Mario returns the favor
Mario was so pleased and delighted with my generous gift of the ardent fondling's of my Coven sisters that he couldn't wait to reciprocate with a surprise for me. I came home from a long, stressful day at work and found a basket with a Chilled bottle of Cupcake Sauvignon Blanc, a wheel of Triple Cream Brie, grapes and crackers and a gift of a massage certificate at Bliss Spa. I was thrilled. It had been a long time for me and my back was sore from lifting patients AND stock pots so I was really looking forward to it.
I arrived at the Spa. Lush, flowering bushes and trees surrounded it with Japanese lanterns gently swaying in the Spring breeze. I entered a luxurious lobby filled with plants and trees and spa products everywhere. Women were sitting around, sipping glasses of champagne and gossiping. Chill music was softly playing over the speakers. I raised an eyebrow and my champagne glass in acknowledgement. Pretty fuckin' cool LOL.
I checked in and the pretty young receptionist smiled and said, "You are booked into our Deluxe suite. Your massage will take 2 hours; do you have time for that?" I said sure, a little puzzled because most massages only last an hour, hour and ½ tops. But it's all good. I was asked to disrobe to my underwear and lie face down. I took in the room. Holy shit...Cascading Buddha fountain in the corner, low lighting, candles, nice smell of lavender in the room. Beautiful Buddhist prints on the wall. I sighed a happy Nurse Chef sigh and took my clothes off and got under the covers.
A knock sounded at the door. "Hello?" I said to come in and the most stunningly beautiful blonde girl walked in the room. She looked like Brittni but about 10 years older. She introduced herself as Katrina and started to warm up her oils. I felt a wicked little tingle in my groin. Nothing like a hot woman rubbing up on you, I thought, with a silent giggle. Massage usually makes me cum. I'm fucking letting it happen and enjoying it. It's not MY fault she's that sexy HA HA HA...
Katrina started to work on my shoulders with a light but firm touch. She massaged the back of my neck and really got the knots out. She used an effleurage technique that I myself had learned in Physical Therapist Assistant school and it felt very good. She moved down to my lower back. Ohhhhh boy...if she hits that spot on my lower back, I'm toast, I thought. Her strokes got harder as she worked on the base of my spine. BAM! She hit the spot and my back arched involuntarily. "Sorry", I whispered while she assured me it was ok. She started on the backs of my legs and I swear I felt her finger accidentally brush my asshole. Then she did something that surprised me...she massaged my ass cheeks, cupping them and rubbing them firmly and separating them Hmmmm...I wondered, in an erotic dream...I wonder if she would... never mind, I can't think that way lol. Let the woman do her job. She got to my feet and I shuddered because I KNOW what's coming next. I have A HUGE foot fetish and if you massage them right, I will cum. OOohhhhh oh oh oh...she was attacking my arches and the ball of my foot. I moaned and my foot twitched in her hand. I was a little embarrassed but starting to get aroused. She was pulling on my toes and really giving my dainty little feet a sweet little massage.
She asked me to turn over and I complied. She started massaging my neck and her fingers and hands felt soooo good. It was so sensual and so sexy. I glanced up at her and thought she looked a little flushed. Hmmm. She worked on my upper chest wall and pecs and I started breathing a little heavier. "If you are comfortable, would you mind removing your bra?" She asked. I laughed because once she gets a load of these puppies she'll be in for thrill. I obediently unclasped my zebra striped lace trimmed bra and slid it off. Her eyes widened at the size and perfect shape of my breasts. I settled back as her hands began to rub the sides of my breasts and circle into my cleavage. I was hypnotized by the rhythmic pace of her strokes and started to drift into an erotic dream. Suddenly I felt another pair on hands stroking my upper thighs. I sat up in shock and said "Wassup?" Standing at my feet was a petite beautiful brunette with the Spa uniform on and she was touching me.
"Relax," said Katrina, smiling. "Mario arranged all of this. It's our deluxe treatment. Boy is HE getting some when I get home HA HA HA...I relaxed and relished the erotic sensation of the four handed massage. Sandi started to work on my inner thighs and I could feel my panties getting wetter. She asked me to remove my panties so she could really work the muscle. Work THIS, I thought, giggling but I obeyed.