Amy's Masseuse Switch
Amy had been so busy at work lately, acting in a management role for three months with another three to go, is understaffed and overworked, so I thought I would treat her to a very nice long relaxing massage to relieve her work related stress.
For something different I booked us both in for a sensual spa and relaxation massage, an hour and a half. Long enough to wind down, relax and enjoy with the unknown factor of a little sensual activity, whatever that was. Although the lighting was low and romantic, the room was tastefully decorated in tropical shades of green with white sheer drapes separating the spa from the massage tables. Amy was impressed, already she was relaxed.
We were led into the room by the receptionist, who sat us in some comphy calico covered recliners and poured us some warm ginger and lemon tea from the jug set out on a small table. She said when we were ready that we could put the gowns on and that someone will be with us in a moment, then quietly left. We waited for about five minutes, which was eating into our spa and massage time. I was getting a little annoyed sitting here in just our underwear and gowns. Amy was relaxed, but because I had specially booked this for her, I was not so calm. Finally, just as I got up, the door opened and the receptionist came in.
"Sorry guys, I have some bad and good news. Both the ladies booked for your massage were in a little car accident together on their way here. Don't worry they are not hurt; they are just unable to attend while the police take details etc and the ambo guys check them out. So, they will not be carrying out your massage." She could see Amy's and my disappointment.
"However, you have a couple of options. One is to re-book, but it would be in about three weeks as we are booked out until then. If you do that, I will give you a voucher for one free massage for anytime in the future." We looked at each other.
"What's option two," Amy asked.
"I have a young guy here who is relatively new, but from feedback is very good at what you have booked," she said with a smile that I couldn't fathom. "The only problem is, he's the only one available, and if you like I can switch one of you to him. But once again, I'll give you a voucher for one free massage for anytime in the future." We looked at each other again, I could tell Amy was upset at not being able to have her special massage I had booked for her, with me.
So, I asked, "Would today be a free massage then, instead of the voucher."
"Yes, you could do it that way and still have your two current vouchers for later."
"I don't think that's fair considering we have already travelled here and only one of us, if we take that offer will get a massage and the other will just sit here and watch, that's not that exciting," I said. "But, if you offered two free vouchers we will take todays single massage for half price, as you have to pay the guy for being here anyway. I think that's fair."
"Okay, let me ask the Manager," she said. Two minutes later, she came back and said "Yes, the Manager has agreed to that. If you are doing that, then would you please decide which one of will be taking the massage and the masseuse will be with you shortly." I nodded, okay.
While she was out, I had asked Amy if that was okay, if they agreed, and added that she would get the massage and I'll wait and watch quietly. She was not that happy about it, but considering what we negotiated she was willing to accept that she still could have a nice sensual and relaxing spa and massage anyway, then be together later. Although not happy about us not doing this together, I'm sure her thoughts would be about a young guy running his hands all over her and what the sensual part might be. She would have some inner feelings happening down below.
He knocked, and quietly entered, introduced himself as Noah. He was European looking with a hint of Asian. Tanned, dark hair, tallish and slim, nice looking and about late twenties, I guessed.
Amy smiled, looking pleased and shook his hand as I introduced her and myself. I saw the pleasing look on his face, as he was probably expecting Amy to look older and not so attractive and slim, assuming it was Amy who was to have the treatment with him. I think they will both enjoy this I thought, including me as I will definitely be watching now. No way could I read a magazine for an hour and a half while some good-looking young guy was massaging my beautiful girl's body. He told us we would still get the full time as this room is not booked immediately after.
He asked who was getting the massage. I pointed to Amy who was sitting on one of the massage tables, smiling. He looked relieved and asked Amy to sit down on the chair while he washed her feet, holding his hand out to assist. Amy's gown came apart at the front as she hopped off the table, which gave him a glimpse of what he will be massaging. Amy sat as he gently washed her feet with nice aromatic salts, dried them and gave her slippers. He then asked what oil she would prefer and she chose Frangipani after smelling the four on offer. Then he asked me if I would be staying in the room. I told him I would be and was not sure if he was happy with that, but I'll make him more than comfortable with me here, if he responds well to my thoughts.
He led her to the spa and asked her to remove the gown and offered some special knickers to wear in the water or she could wear none, her choice. She glimpsed at me and made her mind up without me responding. She slid her knickers off, kicked them aside and stepped into the spa. That is my sexy cheeky little shit I thought, but it was exactly what I expected and was hoping.
He sprinkled some of the oil and salts into the spa, which was full of nice warm water, previously done for us as we arrived in the room. He got Amy to lean back and rest her head on a towel on the side of the spa. He oiled his hands and began massaging her shoulders and neck. I could see the anticipation in Amy's thrilled erect nipples, just under the surface, and noticed him eyeing them off. I was hoping to see him take advantage of them and more of Amy sometime today.
Sure enough, after a few minutes, his hands slipped under the surface and down over her tits. Her nipples sprang free as his palms crossed over them. I'm sure they swelled and got even fuller as he did that. After a few minutes of massaging her shoulders and boobs, he got her to lean forward, and did her back. His hands went deep so I assume her had got to her cute little bum and bum crack. He then asked her to turn around and rest her head on the other side. He then lifted each foot out and massaged them both, his hands roaming up her calf and her thighs. Her legs were apart as he did this and I could occasionally see the dark shape between her legs and glimpses of her pussy. He then dried his hands, spun her back again and gave her a relaxing head massage.
He held out his hand and helped her up. Rivulets of water ran down her head and shoulders, cascading off her nipples. I now had a raging cock from watching her, knowing he was also looking. He hesitated, obviously enjoying a good look at her body, then turned her around and began towelling her off. Her back, her bum, her legs as she opened them up, and then her front.
He then helped her into the gown again, gave her knickers back to her and sat her down again while he got the massage table and oils ready. He then came and led her to the table and helped her up and asked her to lay face down. She looked at me, winked and smiled before she put her head in the towel lined face hole, from which she could see a nice bowl of scented water with yellow Frangipani flowers floating on top, her favourite.
He slowly removed the gown, exposing her whole body, but now with knickers again. I briefly saw her boobs and nipples, and so did he. He then moved to the head of the table, gave her head another nice massage under her thick long ebony shiny Asian hair. Once he had completed her shoulders and back, he moved down the side to get ready for her lower back and legs. I could see he was uncertain about her underwear, and was probably not quite sure if he should move them aside or remove them just in case, he got oil on them. She was already topless, and he'd already seen her pussy, so I took the initiative and moved up to Amy as he was getting a small towel to cover her bum, I guess.