The end to another long day at work. Summer can't get here soon enough. Yeah, I'm a teacher and I am starting to get burned out. Don't get me wrong. I love teaching and I get to teach my favorite subject, history, but kids these days don't have a desire to learn about the past so they can understand what has shaped our world today.
I have been a fan of history since I learned about my own family history. How we came to this country, where we settled, and who died to help make this country. I then started to study all about history and eventually got a B.S. and then my master's degree. I thought about a doctorate, but I would have to spend too much time on it. I had a fiancรฉ and we wanted to start our lives together.
Finally, I am home and walk to the front door. I put my key in and turn but it doesn't open. My fiancรฉ left the deadbolt locked. She does that when she is home alone, just to be safe. I knock on the door to let her know I am home. The door opens and there is my girl with a small silk robe on that barely covers her ass. My jaw hits the ground while I take in the site of her in a purple robe with some floral pattern on it.
"Welcome to the Rising Sun Spa" she says. "You are right on time for your appointment. This way please. You may put your briefcase and coat on this chair."
I do as she says and follow her down the hall of our house to the spare bedroom. It's been decorated and there is some new furniture since I last looked in. There is a small table with towels and bottles of what could be massage oils, an iPhone speaker set and finally an actual massage table with sheets on it.
"Please take off all your clothes and climb under the sheet. I will give you a few moments." With that she turned on some relaxing music and stepped out.
I was still trying to figure out what her game was. We played all sorts of games. When first we started exploring we liked the D/s 24/7 relationship, but we were saving the start of that until summer, which was still a few months away. After shedding my clothes, I climbed on the table, face down under the sheet. After a few minutes went by she came back. I turned my head to look at her and she was starting to take off her short robe, standing in a purple bra and g-string. She knows purple is my favorite color.
"My name is Sandra I will be your masseuse today. Any parts of your body I should really work on?"
I wanted to tell her I was currently laying on what I wanted her to work on, but I just mentioned my right shoulder was unusually sore. Truth to be told I was suffering from mild arthritis in it.
"Sandra" rearranged the sheet a bit and then poured oil on my back. God how I loved her touch. She was rubbing her hands all over my back taking time to work out any knots she found. Then she started on my right shoulder.
"Wow. You have a lot of tension in your shoulder. Do you play sports?"
I replied I hadn't in a long time since a certain woman came into my life.
"She must really get you going."
"Oh, you have no idea." But when I turned over she would.