As Amanda left work Friday evening, she thought to herself what a hell week it has been. Thankfully her husband had bought her a spa day for the following day and she was more than ready for 11 am the next day to get here.
Amanda woke up Saturday morning and made sure to shower before leaving. She knew she'd be spending hours at the spa, so she wanted to be fresh beforehand. Her heart fluttered as she anticipated her upcoming day.
She arrived at the spa, greeted by the warm aroma of eucalyptus and lavender. As she signed in, the receptionist handed her a soft, fluffy robe and slippers. "Room four on your right," she said with a smile.
Amanda slipped into Room Four, a cozy sanctuary bathed in flickering candlelight. She removed her clothes slowly, admiring her reflection in the mirror. The soft glow of the candles danced across her ivory skin, highlighting every curve and dip. She tied her long blonde hair into a messy bun atop her head, and wrapped the thick terry cloth robe around her body.
Amanda tightened the belt of her robe, feeling its luxurious weight against her skin. She slipped her feet into the plush slippers and made her way towards the lobby. The warmth of the robe felt reassuring as Amanda walked through the lobby towards the sound of hushed voices and bubbling water.
Upon entering the cozy lounge area, Amanda saw other women draped in similar robes, sipping on herbal teas while softly chatting away. Amanda took a seat near the corner, tucking her legs beneath her as she picked up a magazine from the table beside her.
A few moments later, the receptionist appeared again, smiling as she approached. "Your masseuse will be with you shortly" she said, followed by "Just relax and enjoy the Zen until then." Amanda smiled politely, her fingers idly tracing the hem of her robe. As the minutes ticked by, she began to relax even further, taking in deep breaths and letting out slow exhales.
"Amanda?" A male voice broke through Amanda's peaceful state, startling her slightly. She turned to see a man dressed in dark pants and a white button-down shirt standing there with a warm smile on his face.
Amanda felt her cheeks flush red as she realized the person addressing her wasn't a woman, but rather an incredibly handsome man with short brown hair and sparkling green eyes. "Oh, umm... yes, that's me."
He held out a hand to introduce himself, "I'm Cole, your massage therapist for today." His large, warm palm enveloped hers briefly before pulling back. "Follow me please, we can begin whenever you're ready."
Amanda nodded, still processing the unexpected turn of events. Following Cole through the dimly lit hallway, she noticed how broad his shoulders were under that crisp shirt. The room Cole led her into was bathed in low light, a plush massage table sitting prominently in the center. The scent of lavender filled the air, making Amanda's mind drift toward thoughts of relaxation.
Cole gestured towards the table, "You can undress now, and hop onto the table when you're comfortable. Face down initially." He left the room briefly, giving Amanda some privacy. Amanda slipped out of her robe, revealing her naked form to the soft ambient light. She folded it neatly and placed it on a chair nearby.
She stretched out on the cool sheets of the table, a shiver coursing through her as they conformed to her skin. Soft padding cradled her face, leaving just enough space for her breath to whisper against the surface below Amanda felt the goosebumps rise on her skin as she lay exposed, the table cool against her bare flesh. She heard Cole return quietly to the room, closing the door behind him.
Cole gently lowered the towel from Amanda's waist to cover her perfect ass and thighs, tucking it under her sides to ensure it would not slip off. He then grabs a bottle of massage oil off the shelf and turned back towards Amanda. He poured a generous amount of oil onto his hands, rubbing them together to warm it up before placing them on Amanda's lower back.
He ran his hands over her hips, thumbs stroking the delicate curvature of her spine. Amanda let out a soft moan, enjoying the sensation of his strong palms smoothing oil across her skin. Cole's hands moved lower, kneading the tense muscles in her glutes, applying firm pressure. His knuckles brushed along the crease of her thighs, making Amanda squirm slightly.
Cole's hands worked their way down her legs, gripping her calves firmly before moving back up, caressing the inner thighs he had teased earlier. Amanda gasped, the tension building inside her growing unbearable.
Just when she thought she could not take it any longer, he stopped and adjusted himself up above her head so he could start working on her shoulders. Amanda felt a reluctant sigh of relief, no need to get worked up and possibly do something I'll regret she thought.
As Cole's skillful hands worked the tension from her shoulders and neck, Amanda felt her inhibitions beginning to fade. His touch was gentle yet firm, sending shivers of pleasure throughout her body. Cole leaned closer to Amanda, whispering in her ear, "Do you want me to keep going? Or do you need a break?" He gently tugged on her messy hair bun she had tied up earlier, causing chills to run down her spine.
With little hesitation, Amanda said "No please don't stop, you feel amazing!"
Cole smirked, reveling in her enjoyment. He trailed his hands down her back again, lifting the towel slightly as his fingertips reached the top of her ass. The sudden burst of sexual tension Amanda was building up made her arch her back involuntarily as she felt his strong hands working her lower back. Cole's hands paused, teasing her skin just inches from where she longed to feel them. He whispered again, close to her ear, "Are you sure? I can always stop if you'd prefer."
Amanda bit her lip, his voice deep and enticing as it resonated within her. She knew she shouldn't let this go too far, yet she found herself completely aroused by this man oiling her up and rubbing her up and down. The thought of another man's hands working her body put her on the edge of a forbidden fine line when she said "Please continue, I have had such a long week and you feel absolutely amazing."
With Amanda face down on the massage table's head pillow, Cole grinned wickedly, knowing full well that he was driving her crazy with anticipation. He was using this opportunity to see how far he could actually go. With each stroke of his strong hands, from the middle of Amanda's back out to her hips, Cole would use his thumbs to raise the towel slightly higher to get a glimpse of her curves and the irresistible shape of her ass.
Cole continued to trace circles on Amanda's lower back. With each circle he made with his hands, his fingertips would slip under the towel and slightly grazed along the tops of her cheeks, causing her to press upwards against them instinctively.
With Amanda's every moan, Cole grew increasingly bold. His oil-slicked hands worked their way over the towel, ensuring he grazed the curve of her ass as he repositioned himself to her side. He began to massage her inner thighs, his fingers disappearing behind the towel as he would massage up and back down. "You are really tense" he said softly to her. "You have no idea" Amanda replied.
Cole's thumbs traced the smooth, slick path between Amanda's legs, making her gasp a little with each motion he made. He began massaging her upper thigh with both hands now instead of just one on each. With Amanda's left upper thigh firmly grasp by Cole's strong hands, he started massaging up a little and back down to the back of her knee. Back up a little further and back down to her knee. His oily hands were making the mermaid tattoo that Amanda had from her thigh wrapping down her leg glisten in the soft light.
Cole's thumb strokes became slower, pressing deeper into her thigh, moving up, towards the junction of her thighs. Amanda gasped as his touch sent electric jolts through her body. Cole tracing his fingers up the soft skin of her inner thigh and back out following the mermaid tattoo down to almost her ankle.
Amanda bit her lip, trying to suppress a moan as she felt heat rise within her. She wasn't able to keep the lustful thoughts under control that were racing back and forth in her mind. All of the tension and sudden desire prompted her into saying "I could really use my front side massaged as well."
Cole's hands froze at Amanda's words, a thrill coursing through him at her request. Leaning forward, he let his breath tickle her ear as he murmured, "That won't be a problem, turn over for me and relax while I take care of all your stress".
Amanda reached back to hold the towel as she turned over on the massage table. She lay flat on her back, legs parted slightly, adjusting the towel to cover her mid-section. Her beautiful breast heaving with arousal knowing she was about to have them massaged. She knew as soon as she turned over there was no going back, so she embraced the moment as Cole stared down at her.
Cole loomed above Amanda, those piercing green eyes holding her captive. He had positioned himself back up above her head, his dark linen pants just above her forehead. He slowly rubbed lotion on his hands again, warm to the touch, and begin to run her neck line down the side of her arms and back up.
