Of to the spa

You arrive at spa. Basically you’ve moved from the reception areat of the lobby to a reception area similar to any well-run spa. The size of the main house continues to amaze you. It looks like your regular spa...except for the marble sculpture, in the center of the room, of a very erect phallus, four feet tall, with each vein lovingly portrayed.

Taking a seat you decide to wait. Just when you get settled in, a very large breasted blonde steps out from a door marked "Private".

You do a double-take…you can't help yourself! This woman has curves that just won't stop. Simply put, she is drop-dead gorgeous. Blonde, thin and in her late twenties, this woman is the epitome of female sexiness. With heels she is just as tall as you are and under 55 kilo. She is so stunningly beautiful, she looks as if she has been pulled straight out of a Victoria's Secret catalogue. You admire her features, which are elegant and classic: high cheekbones, delicate jaw line and long slender neck. Her skin is smooth and flawless and radiates with a healthy sun-kissed glow. Her soft sexy lips are hued with just a hint of pink lip-gloss, which glistens subtly.

She checks a clipboard and, disturbing your train of thought, says, “Mr. Daniels?”.

You stick out your hand, “Hi, your have me at a disadvantage…your name is?"

She cuts you off, laughing. "I know who you are Mr. Daniels. I was also on the plane yesterday.”

Her Scandinavian heritage shows in her accent. She sticks out a hand anyway and says, "Hello, I'm Freya...right this way.” You shake her hand trying to remember.

You don't recall her, but you figure it would be rude to say that, so you just go with it. "Oh right, how could I forget!"

She laughs. "Come follow me. I have your reservation.”

You follow her stunning round ass through the door in to the obviously "private" inner sanctum of the spa, wondering how you could forget someone like her. She is hot, undeniably hot with the body of the porn star. Her breasts are just so huge! They are like watermelons on her chest! You try to imagine how they would look bare. You can only imagine what she can do with them during sex. How can you not recognise her from the plane yesterday?

She leads you down a thickly carpeted corridor, giving you time to further admire her. She glides gracefully down the hall, her beauty and elegance are undeniably apparent. Your eyes are glued to her form. Her ass is unreal. It is fit and round, firm and strong enough to handle anything. You reckon she can do some serious damage with that ass. She can no doubt destroy a man with that body. She can no doubt take a man to his limits. You can't help but wonder whether she will take you to your limits in a moment.

Trying not to stare at her you look around at where you are. The spa is significantly less sober than you first thought. The walls are decorated with art. Only upon a second glance do you realise it is erotic art figuring hard cocks, wet slits, and heavy breasts. Yeah, right…spa. Masseuse my ass this is a spa, you think to yourself.