The Spa

I got out of my car and my eyes were met with an amazing view of the night sky. As I stood there looking up, my mind was taken for a ride through space without trepidation. Each star brushed my soul as I was guided through a sea of sparkling gems. They hung in the darkness, like beads of shiny rain drops, clinging to a spider’s web. There were no direct pathways, no rules, no plans, just a feeling of eternal peace. I was momentarily lost.

“Valarie?”

The sudden surprise of a voice pulled me from my trance and I quickly blinked away the illusion. “Yes, that is me.” I replied, as I spun around.

I heard the click clack of my shoes with every step, as I walked up to the front door of the spa, where a young lady was waiting to show me in. I followed behind her and we stepped into the entrance. The lighting was dim, but not too dark to see the interesting décor all around me. After a few signatures, I was showed into the Art room. I arrived early so I could set up a surprise for you. There was a table set up with a fancy table cloth and place settings for two. In a small cooler that I brought, were some containers, I took them out and laid out a small spread of different cheeses, crackers and fruits. I then poured two glasses of red wine. Once I had it all set, I put everything in the closet, including my clothes. I grabbed the fluffy robe from inside, and slid my naked body into it. I took the other one back to the table and hung it on the corner of your chair, then sat down at the table to await your arrival.

When the door opened, my heart skipped a beat. Your smile awoke my whole body, from my chest all the way down to the sudden throbbing between my legs. My heart started to race as you walked over to me. I’ve never felt as excited to see you as I did just now. Your beautiful blonde hair framed your gorgeous face with your red lips and amazing eyes. I couldn’t pull my gaze from you even if I wanted to.

“Hello, gorgeous.” I said, as we embraced each other.

I immediately melted right into your arms, as you whispered into my ear, "Hello, beautiful."

But I somehow managed to stay on my feet and reached for your robe. After I handed it to you, you took it over to the closet that I pointed out and you began to strip out of your clothes. I watched as you removed each piece of clothing in a teasing manner, and with each piece, intensified the throbbing between my legs.

If I get any wetter, it’ll be running down my leg. I thought to myself.

You stood there for just one moment more, for me to take it all in, before your beautiful body was hidden away. The slight disappointment was instantly ejected by your smile, reminding me, that I would soon see it again. You joined me back at the table. I pulled your chair out for you, and then returned to mine. I lifted my glass to yours, “To us!” I said.

“To us!” you repeated, and we took a sip.

We ate, talked, drank, laughed, and completely enjoyed each other’s company.

Then there was a knock at the door. “Come in.” I replied.

Our masseuses entered the room and introduced themselves to us. After a brief discussion our respective masseuse took us to the massage tables that were side by side.

“Ladies, get comfortable on the table of your choice. We will return in five minutes.” As the door closed behind them, I felt a child- like giddiness fill me. We slid out of our robes, and hung them on the nearest hook. I peeked at your beautiful body and suddenly I felt thirteen again. Shy, but excited to be in front of a girl, completely naked.

I put my hands on both sides of your face, looked into your amazing eyes and kissed you, long and deep. We pulled back…before anything else could happen, smiled wantingly at each other, and settled ourselves onto the tables and covered up with a sheet. We started on our backs, so I was able to look over at you. Wow, she looks so hot. The sight of you with only a thin veil covering your sexy curves, and your hair spilling around you on the table, had me squirming on the inside. I had to enjoy you from a distance…for now.

A knock at the door broke the thought… our masseuses have returned.

The calm music sunk into my brain, as the masseuse’s hands sunk into my muscles. I closed my eyes and found myself entering a fantasy world. You were there.

Her hands became your hands.

I let out a long, slow breath. I was still on my back. You were at the foot of the table. I felt your hands as they gently glided up to the tops my thighs. I felt one hand slowly slide back down on the inside of one thigh, then the other hand on the other thigh. They stopped at my knees. You pushed my legs apart with vigor. I heard your sharp intake of breath, and your quiet, “fuck, fuck, fuck” as you looked at me. I know I’m wet, and aroused. It seems to me I must be wetter than I have ever been. I am delirious on my arousal – drunk and dizzy and overwhelmed.

“Please…Please touch me…Please…” I managed to say.

You needed no second request. Your fingers trailed through my folds, teasingly, circling slowly, brushing my clit as you slipped between wet lips, opening me. I gasped, and my breath grew faster, almost panting.

I felt your finger slipping deeper, following the slick skin, your finger joined another and slipped easily all the way inside. You pulled back, then plunged your fingers deep into my body. The rush of waves crashed throughout every part of me and it felt so explosively good that my shoulders lifted up off the table.

“Fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!” I shouted.

You pulled your fingers out and I propped up on my elbows to look down at you – you put your fingers in your mouth, tasting me for the first time, and sucked them in and out a few times as you looked up into my eyes.

"Val..." you started, and then you dropped your head down onto my pussy, mouth open, tongue flicking between my lips to find my clit. Without stopping, you swung your body over mine, your pussy was there over me. I came down off my elbows and laid my head back. I wrapped my hands around your thighs and pulled your wet pussy towards my wanting mouth.

I had waited so long for this moment…

My body was like a small boat on the open seas, and you were a massive storm. You were the waves breaking over my bow; and the wind, pushing and pulling me. My head was spinning, my body bending, I was quickly losing control. You had complete power over me.

Our bodies trembled together, nearly shaking apart the massage table. Sweat had pooled below us as the fire inside us grew. Our skin was slick, making it hard to hang onto each other. Our moans echoed in our ears, drowning out the music. After a few more intense moments and all at once our bodies tensed, and a rush of fluids passed our lips.

You turned yourself around and laid on top of me with your head on my chest to catch your breath. Our chests erratically rose up and down together. After a few moments as our breath returned to a closer normal, you lifted your head and kissed me. The mix of both of us on our lips tasted sweet together. It was all wonderfully and perfectly messy.

I heard the sound of music coming to life in the background and opened my eyes. I realized I had fallen asleep. I quickly looked around and saw you standing next to me smiling. I let out a little giggle with a look that you knew all too well. And you knew right away what I was dreaming about during our massages. We were alone in the room again. We got into the shower together to wash of the oils. I told her about my dream, and well, you can imagine what happened next.