Emma's Massage
Emma was a twenty three year old single woman with a somewhat petite figure. Standing at a little over five foot seven in her bare feet she had a pretty smile that made her very likeable and attractive. She was a blond and very hard working individual who had many friends, but was not seeing anyone permanently. Her job in the service industry required her to attend a three week seminar at a destination that required her to take a trip abroad. Unfortunately, she was traveling alone as most had already taken the seminar that she had kept putting off. She was little apprehensive about the seminar, but knew it was essential for her job.
She was trying to relax in her hotel room about halfway through the seminar and feeling a good deal of stress from reviewing all the information she had to review. Browsing the amenities that were offered at the hotel she came upon something that perked her interest. A soothing relaxing personal massage to relieve your tensions sounded and looked so good on the promotion she was viewing. This massage could be done at the spa at the facility or also in your personal room. She was inclined not to go to the spa as she thought she would have less privacy with others possibly viewing her massage, but also was concerned about her personal safety alone in her room with a stranger. She also wondered what the gender of the massage therapist would be, as she could be very embarrassed being partially nude in front of a male she did not know. Debating this issue in her head she finally decided to place a call to find out more information about this amenity to possibly eliminate any of her inhibitions.
The spa told her that it would be a very basic massage by a professional who was associated with the hotel for a number of years and had been well vetted. They could not guaranty that she would get a female masseuse, and said that all masseuses were extremely professional and did not have any negative complaints ever associated with them. They also said that it was not a totally nude massage, and she could alter just what she would be comfortable receiving before the massage began.
Her fears being somewhat alleviated she finally made the call for a personal in the room massage. She did not request a female masseuse as she really was not sure what she would prefer. Preparing for her appointment she took a slow bubble bath making sure she was well groomed for the appointment. Her mind did seem to race a bit as she contemplated what was to come with a twinge of excitement also entering her thoughts. She was wearing a nice pair of slacks with an attractive blouse also accompanied by high heels as she waited for someone to knock on her door. Her heart was racing a bit as she did not even know if it would be a male or female knocking on the door.
Knock Knock Knock thumped loudly on her door. She arose and looked through the peep hole and saw a gentleman with all kinds of equipment alongside him. She cracked the door with the security chain still attached and asked who it was. He responded that he was there for her personal massage appointment. She unlatched the chain and opened the door and stood back a few feet. She was pleasantly surprised to see a middle-aged gentleman, well dressed, with a warm engaging smile on his face which made her feel somewhat comfortable. He introduced himself as Doug and extended his hand to her. She grabbed his warm to the touch hand and they shook with neither in any hurry to let go of the other’s grasp. He stood at about five foot eight or maybe slightly taller, with black hair, hazel eyes, broad shouldered, and fit. It was his warm accepting smile that immediately made her feel comfortable with him. They engaged in some small talk telling him of her seminar and him telling her that he was a musician as well as a masseuse. They both seemed to actually be enjoying each other’s company when he proceeded to assemble the table he brought with him. He told her that he would only do massages for her that she was absolutely comfortable with and she could always stop him if he was exceeding what was acceptable. This seemed to put her mind at ease even though the boundaries of what were acceptable appeared to be expanding in her own mind.
To be continued