Exhausted.
That was the word to describe how she felt at that moment. Between juggling classes at the University and interning, she was utterly and completely exhausted. If she had to look at another LSAT prep book, she would scream.
Scream and then collapse.
Giona scanned over the message board on the entrance to her cubicle.
Free Massages at the new spa.
Her eyes opened at the word free and she grabbed the flier on her way out. This would be perfect. She finally had an outlet to which she could relax.
As Giona got into her silver Chrysler, she glanced over the directions to the spa. What a better way to get back to work than to forfeit her lunch hour with a massage! She checked her reflection in her rear view mirror before grimacing slightly.
Giona wasn't ugly, as she was told, but she preferred to be that way. She never wore makeup... never had to really wear anything heavy. She rolled on some lip gloss and fixed her eyeliner before pulling out of her parking space and taking the short drive to the spa.
When she finally found parking, she practically ran to the door. She barely saw the man in the front of the door talking on his cell phone.
"Oh shit, I'm sorry,"she bent down to grab her flier.
He smiled at her and her heart stopped. There wasn't anything particularly handsome about him. He was about her height...5'6'' with dark blonde hair and slanted golden eyes. He was a little chubby, in a way that said he loved food, but at the same time, was conscious of how much he ate. She at once however, felt self conscious.
"Um...sorry for running into you like that." She mumbled, her nipples hardening as a soft chuckle escaped his lips.
"I take it you're here for a massage?" He asked, his expressive eyes twinkling.
"Y..yes, I am." She almost cried as he took her hand and led her inside.
Can someone have an orgasm from palm to palm contact? His large, strong fingers stroked her palm as he walked up to the reception desk.
"Anna, this young lady is here for the special, the free massage. I'll give it to her." he flashed another heart-stopping smile.
"Enjoy your massage!" Anna added cheerfully, shaking her head as Giona was pulled away.
"I didn't get your name?" He asked softly as he pushed open the door to a dimly lit room, a massage table with rich red cloth draped over the lower half.
That voice...
"Woah." Giona breathed.
She'd never been to a day spa before, and even then, she KNEW they didnt all look like this. She felt very vulnerable when she felt the soft brush of his lips against the back of her sensitive neck. "Wait." She turned around and braced her hands to his chest.
"I don't even know--" was all she could get out before his lips pressed against hers.
"So soft." he groaned, sliding his hands under her skirt.
"Mmm, good, no panties." he smiled pressing another kiss on her neck, suckling softly on the sensitive flesh.
"You want me." The words made her melt in his arms as he lay her on the red cloth, her clothes littering the floor behind him. As he lay her down, she whimpered at the feel of his cool hands on her soft, warm skin the contrast of dark against his pale hands extremely erotic.
"Wait." She held up her hand, her fingers twining through his long hair.
"What?" He asked, his lips parted, his tongue ready to delve into the soft folds of her pussy.
"I don't know your name. I mean... if we're going to do something like this...what will I call you?" She asked, her skin growing warm at the thought of screaming his name. 4
She nearly groaned when he laughed and pressed a soft kiss right on her sensitive clit. "You, hun, can call me sir." He said into her pussy.
His expert tongue ran up and down her slit. Stopping to tease her hole and sliding back up to tease her clit. When it became too much for her, he pressed one final kiss to her quivering flesh and stood.
