Chapter Sixty Seven : pedicure

She took her hands to the table to check how it felt against her hands. Yes, it had foam on it, so it wasn't as if it was just wood. She wondered why they called it a table if it had foam, why not a mini bed? Or even a massage bed? Her attention was back on him and she now saw his hands searching for the bell with his eyes still shut. He found it and rang it as soon as he did.

"What? Why? Why would he?... when he knew that she was not yet undressed and laying on the table? She panicked but immediately took off her robe, dropped it on the floor, and climbed on the bed.

She saw a little malicious smile curl up his lips as she struggled to be set before the ladies set before the ladies got there.

He enjoyed her struggle, her frustration amused him?

Aargghhh! She hated him.

She had managed to throw the towel over her. It slightly covered her back side. Almost as she threw the towel, the masseuse knocked and came right in.

Before the ladies began their session, they put off the white bulb but left the dim light in the room which created a cozy warm space. Their skin was also oiled before they began the process.

Joleen's eyes were shut as this woman with an angelic finger massaged the oil she had earlier rubbed on her body into her purs, It felt good, it was soothing and magical. 

The woman took her time with each thrust. She moved from her upper body to her lower body. Each area she was done with felt relieved. The woman was going slow but steady, subtle but hard at the same time. This got her thinking about a certain moment. A moment she experienced both pain and pleasure. She opened her eye, looking over Dennis and the woman that was massaging him. She seemed to be using a different tactic to deliver the job. Why was she massaging him with both her hands and elbow? Why did she look like the massage she was giving him was not just about massage?

He was still facing her bed, but his eyes were shut.  He was very steady and static. 'was that how much into her touch he was?' 

Dennis's eyes had slightly opened, he caught her staring as he now became more awakened.

"I know I'm charming and irresistible but you should let the massage take all your spirit and thoughts, you should let it speak to you, you should let it absorb into you, but all that won't happen when you can't take your eyes off me." He spoke with a cocky smile.

She was sure she was red at this point, she felt embarrassed, and she had immediately shut her eyes, not even because she wanted to listen to him but because she just couldn't stand gazing at him anymore. He really had to say that in front of these women?

"Good girl," she heard him say and the flame in her almost over flowed. An unknown anger which almost cost her to stand and scream on top of her voice. 

The massage ended with a proper stretching session before they now moved to the pedicure session.

Their legs were soaked in a warm water chemical solution while they were set in a timer.

She felt different after the massage. There was no part of her body that felt cranky, she felt new. She couldn't remember how she felt as a baby, but this couldn't be far from it. This was highly relieving so she would definitely recommend it.  

The pedicurist soon returned, removed their feet from the solution and then placed it into a machine that felt slightly warm and tingling.

"What is this one for?" She asked.

"Oh, it helps the water solution to reach its goal, soften your toes, shed dead skins, if any," he said. 

"Shedding of skin usually takes days? So am I expected to be here for days?" She enquired in pure curiosity.

" No, with the help of this machine, it's just half an hour." The male pedicurist responded to her.