Alex

Alex is currently swimming laps in the pool. She is a very competitive person and has trouble find love due to it. She believes that if a guy can't take her physically then he doesn't deserve her emotionally. But her loneliness is starting to take a toll and she desperately want to find the one. As she finishes her laps she gets out of the pool and heads to the guesthouse where she works as a massage therapist. She strips down and enters the shower.

As the hot water streams down her tired naked body her mind conjures thoughts of a man breaking in and forcing himself on her. The idea arouses her and she begins rubbing her pussy. She imagines a man in nothing but a white mask pushing her against the shower wall and forcefully taking her from behind. She thrusts her fingers into her warm wet hole as she continues her fantasy.

She imagines trying to fight back, but the man manages to lock her arms behind her back as he violates her pussy. The thoughts are too much and just as she's about to climax a knock on the guesthouse door interrupts. "Shit." She mutters to herself. She exits the shower and drys herself before getting dressed and answering the door.

A tall muscular man greets her. "Hi. I have an appointment for a massage. Is this the right place?"

"Yes. Sorry, I must have lost track of time." She apologizes.

"No worries. I think I'm a bit early."

Alex guides the man into the building and to the massage table. She hands the man a towel, "Just undress and cover up with this as you lie down on the table." call out when your ready." The man nods and Alex leaves the room.