After my run, or should I say roll, down the mountain, I was more than a little sore.
I should go back up there and give Alicia a piece of my mind, but she would probably push me down the expert trail again, damn women when they're done using us men.
Good thing I know how to fall!!!
I made an appointment for a massage at 8:30 and managed to sit through dinner. At least all the hot looking women took my mind off my pain.
I found my way down to the gym and signed in. A very well put together woman came out and said there was a problem. She introduced herself to me, her name was Leanna. Jack, the male masseuse that I was scheduled for, had a family emergency and had to leave. It was hotel policy not to allow females to give massages to males.
I introduced myself and I explained my situation, coming down the hill mostly on a roll and begged her to help me. I certainly wouldn't tell. I offered her an extra $50 for her trouble if she would do it.
She decided she would, but to cover herself, she asked if I would mind if she turned the security camera on to protect herself from any liability (and probably to be sure I didn't do anything). Looking for just a simple massage at this moment, I agreed.
She directed me to shower, and then lay face down on the table and to place the towel across myself. She would be back in a few minutes.
I did what she asked, the room was so warm, the shower head was the massage type and relaxed my back muscles and the room smelled so nice, I was actually nodding off. The door opened a few minutes later and the lights dimmed.
"Just relax Harry...and keep your eyes closed and enjoy...." Leanna said in a voice that was actually quite sensual.
No need to tell me twice, I just closed my eyes and recalled my sex filled time with Alicia earlier today.
Her hands were spectacular. She started at the small of my back and worked her way up to my shoulders...she was massaging all the pain out. She massaged my arms so well I felt as if I could not move them, and as she massaged my legs, it felt so good I could feel myself getting hard.
It's almost impossible not to with a woman rubbing the inside of your thighs like she was doing. She worked her way down each leg and my body felt like jello, except for my cock, which felt like it wanted to break through the table.