With special thanks to my editor Des (des67)
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Essence Spa was the go-to place if a lady of culture wanted to be pampered. It wasn't the kind of place Stacey had ever considered. The car park was like a high-end showroom, full of British and Italian exotica. The price list was equally exclusive, and whilst Stacey could afford the prices, she struggled to justify them. However, this was not a problem today, as she was being treated by a very generous gentleman friend, who felt she deserved to be treated like a Princess. Who was she to argue?
She arrived just before she requested a 10 am appointment. As she took a seat, awaiting the standard check-in, a perfectly groomed blonde called Alicia brought her a glass of Champagne. They smiled at each other and exchanged pleasantly. As Stacey sat patiently, she looked through the long list of available treatments. Alongside the usual therapies she recognized, where the weird and wonderful that only a lady of a certain standing would deem necessary. She allowed herself a little giggle under her breath. She was quickly brought back to reality with the appearance of a lady in her early forties who was immaculately groomed.
Stacey again smiled to herself as she read her name badge, "Charlotte Cunny-Love". How unfortunate, Stacey thought.
Charlotte ran through the various options, explained the etiquette for luncheon, and allowed Stacey a few moments to complete the health questionnaire. Treatments selected Stacey, was led away to the lady's changing room where she was given a locker and the fluffiest bathrobe she had ever seen.
The morning started with a deep tissue massage, where sensual oils were used to help relieve tension, while some strange music played quietly in the background. This relaxed Stacey. She didn't realize how much she needed this. She found the whole session quite arousing. The thought of another woman touching her had never been something she had desired, but she had to admit to herself she had been turned on by the experience.
Post-treatment, she was told to lay on the massage table, relax, and allow the oils to fully penetrate her skin. She felt a little floaty. Almost giddy. She allowed her mind to wander, thinking about the cute brunette touching her. 'Was she turned on?' she thought. 'Did she deliberately spend more time massaging my thighs?' Just thinking these thoughts made Stacey wet.
Stacey heard the door open, and a soft voice say "Would you like to come with me? I'm going to be looking after you for the next hour." Stacey slowly lifted herself off the massage table, the small towel covering her bottom dropped to the floor. As she swung her legs around, she saw the cute blonde from before.
"Hi," said Stacey.
"Hi," came the reply. "I'm Alicia."
"Nice to meet you," replied Stacey. "What's next?"
"We are going to start with a mud pack on your body. Then we will remove that, and I will give you a full-body scrub. Finally, you can go into the steam room to fully clean your pores," Alicia informed.
"Sounds amazing," Stacey replied.
Alicia led Stacey to the 'mudroom' as she playfully called it, where she told her to make herself comfortable. When Alicia returned, she smiled, "I'm guessing no one told you to bring an old bikini to wear?"
Stacey flushed slightly, sat on a chair completely naked. "I'm sorry, no. Should I..."
Alicia interjected, "Don't worry. I'm not bothered if you're not," smiling at Stacey.
"Right!" said Alicia. "I just need to get myself ready," and with that stripped down to her bikini. "It gets a bit messy this part, so it's best I prepare myself too," she said again smiling.
Alicia looked sensational. Slim, but with nice curves. Stacey couldn't help but think how attractive she looked. Stacey liked her. She wasn't stuffy like Miss Cunny-Love. Alicia seemed warm and friendly and spoke to Stacey like a human being.
Right then Stacey, "there's no easy or dignified way of doing this, so best you just stand, relax and assume the starfish position". Alicia giggled showing Stacey what she meant. Both girls stood there, arms and legs spread and both burst into fits of laughter.
Alicia walked towards Stacey and playfully said, "This won't hurt. I promise," and at that put both hands into the gooey tub of warm mud.
She then set about smothering it over Stacey's back and arms. This tickled Stacey a little and Alicia smiled as she saw her client shudder slightly. Once well covered on the back, Alicia asked Stacey to turn towards her. Again, she applied more of the gooey mud paste to Stacey, this time across her breasts and tummy. Stacey felt immediate pleasure at Alicia's touch, her nipples becoming quite erect almost immediately. 'Thank God I'm not a man,' thought Stacey.
Alicia pretended not to notice, but Stacey's physical response had been noted. This pleased Alicia. A lot. She continued to apply the goo. She knelt on a soft mat and covered the lower half of Stacey's legs. Then she carefully applied the mud from Stacey's knees upwards. Stacey could feel herself getting wetter. She desperately hoped Alicia didn't notice, but it was almost impossible. Stacey's pussy was at eye level with Alicia, and despite trying not to, she couldn't help looking. Stacey glistened, like a shiny jewel before her.
Being extra careful, Alicia started to apply the mud to Stacey's behind. Her touch felt incredible to Stacey. She bit down a little on her lip to stop any sound from leaving her mouth.
"How does this feel? Good I hope," asked Alicia.
Stacey couldn't believe she asked this. "It's good thanks," almost in a deep voice, trying to hide how it truly felt. She wanted to say, 'It's fucking magical. Try going a little higher,' but knew that was thought just for herself.
However, Alicia must have been reading her mind as her hands wrapped around Stacey's leg and moved higher. Her touch was so soft. So gentle. The back of Alicia's hand was millimetres from her now wet pussy. 'Please don't touch me,' she prayed to herself, but her prayers weren't answered. As she moved higher, Alicia made contact. The back of her hand brushed against Stacey's opening. It sent shock waves through her body. She couldn't help letting out a quiet gasp. Unfortunately for Stacey, it wasn't as quiet as she'd hoped.
"Sorry, are you ok? I didn't hurt you, did I?" asked Alicia.
"No, not at all," Stacey answered.
"Good. I'm here to help relax you, not hurt you," Alicia again smiled.
"It's working," replied Stacey, not daring to look at her therapist.