Spa Day
This is a sequel to the "Night After Christmas" poem
"I'm tired of watching other women paw all over you," Tabitha complained.
"No one is pawing me," her boyfriend replied.
"Karl, I watch the tapes."
Having a girlfriend in security can be a little complicated sometimes.
"Those are just lonely older ladies looking for a safe flirt. Nothing more."
"You don't have to flirt back all the time."
"I do if I want tips."
Tabitha just did not understand. This was what you had to do if you wanted to make it as a towel boy. Greentree Spa did not pay enough to live off in my current position. So, what if I flirted? It was not hurting anything.
"I'm warning you. If I see you get handsy with one of them again, we're through."
That look. She meant it.
"I promise."
He tried to keep that promise. He really did. The fact that all the women were a little too old and a little too heavy for him anyway. Then she arrived.
The leggy Latina was nothing short of perfection. Her wavy dark hair flowed past her shoulders giving him a full view of her stunning face complete with look of importance and utter control from her fiery, dark eyes. She sat out on the balcony in a simply stunning green one piece swimsuit.
"Hello there, handsome."
"Hello yourself. Are you new to Greenleaf? I would remember someone like you coming in before."
"Why thank you. Yes, this is my first visit. Please, call me Arianny."
"Well, Arianny, what brought you to our little facility."
"I've heard good things about the amenities."
"We do our best to serve lovely ladies."
"I see the talk of the flirty towel boy wasn't exaggerated."
He blushed. Had he been flirting again? So, what if he had been. When would he ever get a chance to do so with a woman like her again? She had to get this kind of stuff all the time. There was no way she would think anything of it.
"I hope they say good things."
She stood and walked over, stroking his face as she spoke next.
"Very good. You know they were right about one thing."
"And what would that be?"
"It's impossible to keep my hands off you."
As if to emphasize this she ran her hands all over his body. She was skillful. It felt like a massage. He moaned and leaned into her touch. After a second or two he stopped, coming back to his senses. He pulled away.
"What's wrong?"
"It's unprofessional, that's all. I should be going."
As he scurried away, he heard her call, "catch you later!"
He
She did her best too. Everywhere Karl went that day Arianny was waiting. Always with her knowing smile. Always with a hand to rub his leg or shoulder when he passed. Always with a provocative remark. He did the only thing he knew to do in a situation like this. He just smiled and carried on. He was not going to let Tabitha down. Not this time.
Finally, the day came to an end, and he had not flirted with anyone else. He had done it! It was his night to close. He whistled a happy little tune as he worked. There was no one left in the building. He was safe. All he had to do was finish here and go home to Tabitha. Show her how wrong she was. He was so eager to do just that he failed to notice the shadow creeping up behind him.
"Hello, Karl."
He let out a small shriek as he jumped and spun around. His heart could not regain its normal rhythm. Not with the combination of the scare she gave him and the unreal sight she presented before him.
Arianny stood there naked save for her panties, and two small garments she was holding up with just her hands, covering her nipples.
