Seduced by My Masseuse
By Lacey Harlow
Copyright 2012 Lacey Harlow.
All rights reserved.
Smashwords Edition
I have to admit I’m a bit of a spa junkie. Every time I’m overly stressed, or I just passed a hard exam, or even when it’s just cloudy outside and I need something to cheer me up, I find myself gravitating towards the nearest spa for a little massage and facial. However, I’ve recently discovered a little spa simply called Renew. Not only are the prices reasonable, but they just hired a new masseuse named Mandi.
Oh, Mandi. She can’t be any older than twenty or twenty-one, with tanned skin and luscious breasts that make me weak at the knees every time I see her. I’ve never considered myself to be a lesbian, but there’s something about her I just can’t seem to shake. Recently I’ve found myself thinking of her when I masturbate. Every time I caress my nipples or play with my plump clit, it’s her fingers that I think of. If I fuck myself with my hard dildo, I picture her playing with herself, watching me. When I come, it’s her name I cry out in ecstasy.
Today I’ve made my fifth appointment with Mandi. As I pull into the parking lot, I hope that today is the day she takes things a little farther. She’s never been anything but appropriate, but a girl can dream! I walk into the waiting room, smiling at the receptionist as I approach the reception desk. She stops her typing and returns my smile. She is quickly learning my name, seeing as I’m coming here as frequently as I can.
“Hello, Ms. Walker. How are you today?”
“Fine, thank you. I’m here for my appointment with Mandi.”
“Yes, of course. Please have a seat; she’ll be available in a few minutes.” The receptionist motions towards a plush brown sofa and goes back to her typing as I take a seat.
While I wait, I close my eyes and listen to the soft jazz music emanating from hidden speakers throughout the room. I’m excited and anxious about today, and now that I know I will see Mandi soon, I can’t seem to calm my fluttering heart.
“Jess, hello! It’s good to see you again.” I open my eyes to see Mandi before me. Her long, thick, blonde hair is pulled back into a loose ponytail, falling down to a white tank top that frames her perfect breasts and shows off her flat stomach. Although I’m sure it’s my imagination, I believe I can see the faint outline of her rich brown nipples through her tank. Black yoga pants make her already long legs look longer and thinner. Her dark blue eyes are shining as she grins, and my heart seems to do a double-flip. “Are you ready for your appointment?”
“Hi! Yes, I’m ready,” I reply as I stand. While following her through the spa, I catch a whiff of her scent. She smells of lavender and mint, my favorite. I take advantage of the situation and glance at her ass. It’s tight and round in her yoga pants, and I notice each perfect cheek rising and falling as she leads us to her room.
She follows me into the room long enough to light a couple of candles, then asks me to undress and lay on the table. She steps outside and I begin to pull off my clothing. I take a moment to look in the mirror as I undress. I’m lucky enough to have plenty of time between classes to work out, so my body is taut and muscular. I like to keep my auburn hair relatively short, as it shows off my thin face and rich, green eyes. I usually keep on my panties, but this time I decide to take them off. Pulling down my pink thong, I see that it is already wet with my juices. I try to wipe up some of the moisture with my panties, but I’m not sure it’s helping. I’m almost shivering, I’m so excited.
Mandi comes in just as I’m pulling the sheet over my naked body. “Ah, good, I see you are ready. Would you like to start with the front or back?”
“Back,” I reply. My nipples have gotten hard with the sound of her voice, and I hope I can calm them down before she turns me over.
She begins with a light scalp massage. Her fingers run through my hair, gently tugging as she rubs in small circles over my scalp and temples. Her hands run down to the base of my head and firmly massage there, eliminating a slight headache I didn’t even realize I had. It feels wonderful, and I sigh with pleasure.