Jan Week 3: Spa Day with Samantha...Leah tells him to finish inside of her...[Doggy]

Leah was gone, lost to sensation, her body nothing but hypersensitive raw nerve and wild, animal need. Her climax had crested and crashed, and already she felt a fresh tremor building—so she clung to the table, to the rough edge of the towel, and to the delicious friction of Ethan’s cock still pistoning inside her. The room was humid with sweat and sex, the air thick, the slap-slap-slap of his hips against her ass echoing in the tiny spa room like a metronome. She gasped for breath, twisting to look over her shoulder.

“You—AGH! You can UGH! You can finish inside me!” she panted, voice shredded and shaky. Her hair was plastered to her cheek and brow, her face a mask of wanton bliss. “It’s fine, I’m on birth control, just…just fucking cum in me, please!”

For a fraction of a second, Ethan hesitated, his grip tightening on her hips as if to anchor himself to reality.

“You UGH ugh! You aghh sure?” he managed, the words guttural, nearly unrecognizable.

“God, yes, I want it...Oooooh!” Leah pleaded, wriggling her ass in invitation, every muscle in her body a live wire.

That was all the encouragement he needed. Something snapped in him—a final, feral surge. He slammed into her, just once, hard enough to make the table lurch again. Leah yelped in surprise, the jolt pushing her up onto her toes, her back bowed like a drawn bowstring. She felt him throbbing inside her, thick and hot, each rigid pulse pushing her further into the padding.

He didn’t collapse on top of her right away; instead, he held himself deep, hips flush with her ass, gripping her tight. Leah could feel every twitch, every shudder, and the scalding rush as he pumped her full. She moaned at the sensation, the fullness, the new invading heat spilling inside her.

They stayed like that for a breathless eternity. He was still moving in tiny, involuntary aftershocks, lost in the high of his own orgasm. Leah’s knees trembled, but she didn’t dare move—not until she felt him finally slip free.

He pulled out slowly, savoring that last flicker of lust, and let out a shaky, satisfied groan. Leah could feel him leaking out of her, a hot, slow ooze that dribbled out of her and pooled under her on the table. She squirmed, relishing the filthiness of it, the slick, messy proof of what they’d just done. She squeezed her muscles, milking the last drops from him, and heard him gasp at the sensation.

She turned her head, meeting his eyes from the corner of her own. They were both flushed and sweaty, chests heaving, faces locked in the same delirious, post-coital grin. For a moment, nothing needed to be said. There was only the sound of their breathing, and the wet slap of fluids on vinyl as Leah sat up, careful not to let the mess drip onto the floor.

“I guess you may want to shower huh?” he said as he got off the table and took in a few deep breaths to regain his own composure and busied himself looking for his uniform.

“I probably should, I suppose,” Leah said in a haze of pleasure.

“You know if you ever want my card I could do house visits.” he said with a smile as he pulled his pants up and then started working on putting on his top.

“Thanks,” she said, giving him a smile that said ‘it was just a one-time thing handsome’ and grabbed a nearby towel and headed towards the shower portion of the spa room. “Maybe if I come back, I will request you.”

He nodded.

“Any time.” he moved toward the door, understandable but also hopeful that she would return for another fun row. “This concludes our session. Feel free to use the facilities and return to the lobby whenever you are ready.” He said it as if he had just performed any other massage for any other customer. Then he gave her a playful wink and left the room for her to shower and get dressed.

Leah showered and toweled off, surprised at how steady her hands were. Her whole body tingled, a deep, viscous hum running beneath every inch of skin.

She dressed slowly, basking in the afterglow. There was a sticky ache between her legs, a soreness in her thighs and shoulders, but she wore it like a secret medal. Her hair was a mess, her skin flushed, her eyes bright and a little wild. She checked her phone: no missed calls, one text from Samantha—“Drinks in the lobby when you’re done!”—and a spammed group chat about bridesmaids’ shoes. There was a moment, as she zipped up her jacket, where guilt wanted to tap her on the shoulder, but she ignored it. She wasn’t going to let anything mar the gorgeous, illicit power she felt right now.

She emerged into the lounge area, where Samantha already waited at the bar, swirling a martini and talking with two other women in robes. The three of them looked up as Leah approached. Samantha’s gaze settled on her for a half-second too long, brow arching in that all-knowing, you little minx way she’d perfected since freshman year. Leah couldn’t quite meet her eye, but Sam didn’t press.

“Holy shit, you’re glowing,” Samantha said, sliding Leah a fresh mimosa. “He must have done a real number on you.”

“He…he really did.” she said with a chuckle.

“Get a happy ending?” Samantha winked and nudged Leah in jest and they both chuckled.

“Ha ha very funny.” Leah said-her voice edged with something that Samantha couldn’t quite place. “Thank you so much for getting me to come out to do this today. I think I really needed it.”

“Of course! We should do it more often, honestly. You need it as a teacher more than most of us.” Samantha took a long swig of her drink as if just thinking about being a public teacher made her need the spirits swirling in her glass.

Leah and Samantha finished off their drinks and then parted ways. Leah headed back home to Jonathan. While Leah was able to have her fun and even shower behind closed doors—maybe there was just something about the way she would be acting that evening that would belie a sense of shame. Maybe it was just a sense or tensions she was giving off as she drove home, she knew that the shower at the spa couldn’t wipe away the act she had done—even if the soap had smelled like rainfall and eucalyptus mist…