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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

It was 9AM, as I eased through the gates of the five star Park Hotel for a long overdue day of indulgence. The warmth of the sun just starting to become apparent through the open window, I ease off, smile to myself, inhale the scent of freshly mown grass and take in the beautiful grounds. Easing into a free parking space I hit the button for the roof, motors whir and I wait a few seconds until it's fully closed. Grabbing my holdall I head inside to unparalleled sanctuary. Stephanie greets me at reception, I confirm my details and booked treatments and she shows me to the men's changing rooms. Barely audible music fills the room, bales of soft towels are everywhere and I sigh with contentment, some "me" time at last.

I undress, place my valuables into a locker and slip into the soft robe.

I check a clock on the wall and see that my massage appointment is nearly due and head for the treatment rooms. I'm shown inside by a woman whose name badge identifies her as Claire. Claire tells me that my treatment today will be carried out by Isabella and that I should slip under the cover on the treatment table and make myself comfortable. The room is dim, some light from diffused lighting, some from candles and more music washes over me.

I slip out of my robe, contemplate if I should remove my pants and decide that with the cover over me I should be safe. I slip them off and place them in a pocket in my robe. I can smell cedar and lavender, just a trace and I slip under the cover on the massage table.

After a few minutes the door opens and I look up to see Claire again. She tells me that Isabella has had to go home for a family crisis and that if I was OK with it she would like my treatment to be carried out by one of their new therapists who has just completed her induction. I tell her I'm fine with it and she leaves me to relax. I turn my head to the side facing the door and soak in the tranquility of my surroundings. I see the door swing open, in my eye line I can only see from the waist downwards. A young woman enters, I can see her shapely knees below her light blue skirt, leather sandals and painted toes.

I hear a gasp and she mutters "oh no".

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Oh yes!

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By *untimes6969Man
over a year ago

Newcastle upon Tyne

We need to hear more, a lot more!!

Great start!

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By *he Ring WraithMan
over a year ago

Bradford

Interesting start, I wonder who it is ?

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By *teve9111Man
over a year ago

UK

Oh more

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

I raise my head and see my wife’s maid of honour standing there, hand over her mouth. This is Helen, mid thirties, hair cut into a short blonde bob, a hint of makeup and the bluest, widest eyes. We had a “thing”, briefly some years ago, a camping trip in Devon where the flirting started in the pool and ended over a weekend business trip some weeks later.

She’s wearing the same uniform as Claire, light blue cotton A-line skirt and plain white top with her name badge. She wears a plain gold chain around her neck and a matching bracelet. My heart skips a beat, I’ve not seen her in years, we all seem to have lost touch but she looks stunning, the years have been kind.

She hasn't moved, she turns to leave and as her hand reaches the door handle I hear myself say, louder than necessary "Helen, stop, don't leave".

She turns round, I can see the indecision, the concern that she has to explain to a supervisor why she can’t do this particular massage, and I feel for her. I’m naked beneath a sheet, waiting to have warm oil massaged into my skin by a woman that has applied oil to just about every part of my body in a previous life and is a friend of my wife. I have no indecision at all, this is suddenly very appealing.

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