Special Treatment

Kate was up early enough to almost have the pool to herself. The brochure was rather fulsome on the subject of the mineral-rich waters, to the extent where it stopped just short of promising eternal youth.

Being slightly dubious of any claims made in marketing material, Kate rather doubted she would be running a marathon any time soon, far less surviving her allotted life span, but she had to admit that after a colon-cleansing (according to the restless breakfast hostess) organic feast, she felt sufficiently energized to at least take a stroll around the grounds.

She was joined by Gabi, a buxom woman, like herself on the mature side of fifty, who appropriately enough waxed lyrical about the upper lip wax, the inner thigh wax and brow and lash tint she'd indulged in the previous day. Kate had considered a wax of sorts herself, but after perusing the brochure she'd decided that she wasn't sufficiently hirsute for the treatment to be worth enduring. But the French Upgrade had been magnificent, and the Greek Candles so relaxing she'd almost drifted off to sleep. She'd also had her suspicions about reflexology well and truly beaten.

"Enjoy the scented epidermal scrub," Kate said to Gabi as they stood before the main building.

"I absolutely will," Gabi replied. "What's your next pleasure?"

"I'm booked for a facial at ten o'clock," Kate told her.

"You'd better hurry," Gabi replied, looking at her watch.

In the event, Kate was a few minutes early. The door to the treatment room was ajar, so she knocked gingerly. A woman appeared, wearing a white coat and a welcoming smile. "Hello," she said. "I'm Audrey, and you must be Kate."

"That's right. I hope I'm not too early."

"Not at all. Come on in!" Audrey shuffled across the floor oozing the kind of brisk efficiency Kate admired. She was a little surprised when the woman locked the door, and it must have shown because Audrey said, "We don't want to be disturbed, do we?"

"No," Kate said. "I suppose we don't." She watched as Audrey returned to her desk and began clicking on a mouse. The woman was perhaps a little older than herself, with short, corn-coloured hair. She seemed nice enough as did all the staff she'd encountered at the spa.

"Would you like the single, double or triple treatment?"

Kate frowned. She'd had no idea there were multiple options, but since she was enjoying a fixed price package and her husband had instructed her to make the most of her stay, she smiled and said, "A triple sounds terribly luxurious."

"A triple it is!" Audrey said, pressing a few keys. "Some think it awfully decadent, but personally, I'd go for the triple myself every time."

"Well, I am determined to make the most of my stay."

"Quite right too. Now, facials can get terribly messy, so I need to know if you want to remain fully clothed, strip down to your undies, or strip off completely."

That was strange. Kate understood what Audrey was driving at, but surely things couldn't possibly get that messy? "Um, I think I'm quite happy to keep my clothes on," she said.

"Whatever you say," Audrey said with a big smile designed to relay that the customer was always right. Once again she tapped at some keys. Then she looked up. "Well then, shall we commence your treatment?"

"Please," Kate said, still a little taken aback by the question of dress, or perhaps undress.

Audrey reached beneath the desk and retrieved a pair of latex gloves which were applied to her hands with two loud snaps. Then she gestured to the large, decorated screen behind her. "If you'd just like to go round there."

Kate did as was instructed, still feeling that this all seemed more than a little strange. She was just as surprised to find a new screen behind the first. The second looked sturdier and was painted red. It had a small hole in the centre and a small stool in front. Since Kate had imagined something a little more comfortable that enabled her to relax in a supine or at least semi-supine position, she felt compelled to say, "This isn't quite what I expected."

"That's what all our first-timers say," Audrey said brightly. "Please, take a seat."

There was only the one seat to take, but since her experience of the spa so far was one of the utmost professionalism Kate imagined that however strange this seemed, it was designed to maximize the benefits of the treatment. She sat down, the hole in the screen directly in front of her. Audrey knocked on the screen, and that was when Kate squealed. An erect penis had emerged through the hole and was pointing directly at her.

"Would you like to extract the nutrients yourself, or would you like me to handle it all?" Audrey was asking.

"This seems highly irregular," Kate said.

"Not at all," Audrey replied with her sunniest voice. "It's the most natural remedy in the world. I'll have no artificial ointments in my clinic!" Before Kate had time to respond, she was stunned to see Audrey grab the erect organ and begin working her hand with all the dispassionate efficiency of a nurse measuring a patient's blood pressure. "The spermatozoa work their way into your pores and consume any and all impurity they can find. There really is nothing to rival this method."

Kate had never heard of such a thing, but she didn't want to question Audrey, who surely knew much more about these things than she did. She settled for a noncommittal, "I see," while watching the woman's hand move, the spongy head of the swollen penis emerging and disappearing from sight. There was some slight squelching too; latex combining with pre-emissions. Then there was a faint grunt from the other side of the screen.

"Our client has a lovely deep cleavage!" Audrey called out. "You'd just love to see your spunk dribbling between those large mammaries, I am quite sure." Perhaps registering Kate's shock, she added in a whisper, "It helps to give the providers a little encouragement, you know."

Kate imagined it did. There was certainly a louder grunt from behind the screen. Audrey's hand was working faster, the sound of latex adding to the obscenity.

"Cum for me!" Audrey exclaimed. "Cum for me, you big, horny stud! The face of a MILF is waiting for your big, buttery load!"

The embarrassment was so great Kate almost wished she'd opted to strip naked. Her clothes would be soaked with perspiration after this. There was a new grunt from behind the screen. Audrey cupped her hand and rested the bulb in her palm while she continued working the shaft. "I cumming!" a young, male voice exclaimed. Within seconds thick, white cream was spilling out into Audrey's gloved hand.

As obscene as it was, Kate couldn't tear her eyes away from the twitching shaft that seemed to have a surplus of fluid to give away. And then last Audrey released it, and it disappeared from view. The woman moved behind Kate, and soon deft fingers were distributing the fluid evenly over her face, before latex hands rubbed gently, massaging the cream into her skin.

Suddenly the whole thing stopped being obscene and became absurd. Kate found herself giggling helplessly. She didn't think for a second that Francis had chosen this spa for her because of this but, goodness, what if he had?

"Hold still!" Audrey urged. Kate tried, but still broke out into intermittent giggles as Audrey moved her hands across her chin and cheeks and rubbed the bridge of her nose with determined fingertips. "Now doesn't that feel amazing?"

That wasn't quite the word Kate would have chosen, but not wanting to sound ungrateful, said, "Yes, it does!"

"You see! I told you! Now, are you ready for the second dose?"