The Salon

The Uber was uneventful for the most part. The only thing a bit different was after Paul held open the door for Molly and she got in, she stopped in the middle of the back seat and made sure she spent the ride over under Paul’s arm, nuzzling his neck occasionally. It was much more intimate than their usual car rides in the front seats; Paul was not about to complain.

Once they got to the salon, Molly happily took her husband's hand and walked arm and arm to the familiar door. Upon entering, the loving couple was met by Brooke and many of her skilled staff. “Molly and Paul!! So great to finally have you hear together!” Brooke said as she walked over to the duo, “thank you so much for letting us help you get ready on such a fun night!” Skillfully stepping between the two, she guided them forward, “so we have the whole couple’s experience set up and ready. Now, Molly, as you asked, we have you separated in your own rooms as to not spoil the surprise ending, but if you ever change your mind, we have plenty of room to accommodate you both.”

“No,” Molly responded, “I have a picture in mind of what the final result could be, but I’m looking forward to see what you skilled ladies come up with.”

“Very well then,” Brooke responded, “Gina, if you will take care of Ms. Molly then. Jewel, if you will take care of her partner.”

“Yes, ma’am,” the two said in unison as they took them back to their respective rooms.

The couple blew each other kisses before they disappeared from view. Once in his room, Paul turned to the electrolysis expert he’d come to regard as a friend after their weekly visits and said, “so, getting lasered first?”

“No, actually,” Jewel replied as she pointed at the robe and slippers, “it’s to the sauna first. I’ll get to shoot you up later.” She teased with a wink. “For now, just remove your street clothes and then we’ll take a trip to the spa in back.”

With chuckle, Paul responds, “okay. Spa time it is,” he says as he steps out of his clothes and puts on the abbreviated robe and kitten heeled slippers he’d become accustomed to here.

“Perfect, if you’ll follow me,” she instructed opening the door for him. He was still amazed at how exciting the click-clack of the plastic heels on the floor and gentle breeze could feel.

Walking through the big double doors at the end, he remembered them talking about this when he first arrived here, but it's much bigger than he realized. She took him over to the sauna and told him, “this will help you relax and open your pores; then your full body massage after a hot shower.”

“Sounds good,” Paul says as he slides off the slippers before walking into the hot room.

After a minute or two, Molly joins him in her own robe. “Hello there, stranger.”

He just responds with a smirk, “stranger-danger.”

“Don’t I know it!” before leaning over to give him a big kiss. As she does, her robe falls open and Paul is pleasantly surprised to see she isn’t wearing anything under hers either.

She straddled his legs and sat on his lap to continue making out with him. Before long, she broke panting, “God, it’s hot in here,” at which point she pulled off her robe now totally naked in the sauna.

“It is a sauna,” he joked.

“Shut up and kiss me, Master,” she responded as she ran her hands up his bare chest, pushing his robe back. Paul continued rubbing up and down her bare back as she strived to fine his tonsils. Molly continued sliding forward, spreading her legs before she was suddenly obstructed. “Well, hello there, Sir,” Molly said reaching down stroking the now-stiff rod between.

Both of their pulses continued to increase as the steam continued to rise. Paul continued to feel her stimulations getting him hotter, and closer to a release.

However, just as small droplets were forming on his tip, Molly pushed back a moment and looked around, “shit.”

Paul immediately went from being ramped up to being concerned. “Hun, you okay? Migraine.”

Molly looked around taking inventory of herself. “No...” she said cautiously. “K, no, I think it's just hot,” she said a bit more assuredly as she swung her legs around and sat leg spread on the bench next to him. “Think I may have been getting close to overheating,” she said panting.

“Oh, well, don’t need that,” Paul said staring up and down her bare body. Dropping back to her waist, he wanted to attack her glistening pussy that appeared to be swollen with similar desire, but the last thing he wanted to do was overexert her before the day even started.

They sat there for several more minutes before a knock came at the door, and Paul instinctively grabbed the sides of the robe still open from their earlier activities and pulled them close to cover himself.

The door open and Gina peaked her head in, “time to get your showers.”

“Okay,” Molly said; Paul surprised at her unphased demeanor to her nude and open form. She languidly stood up and reached over Paul dangling her chest in his face as she reached for her discarded robe. “I’m pretty sure we won’t get to see each other before your sister gets here, so have fun & relax, okay?” Molly says as she leans in and kisses her husband.

Paul just chuckles, “okay,” surprised at her oddly comfortable display of nudity before someone who wasn’t ‘in the scene’, but she acted like it was nothing odd as she slowly put on her robe and followed the similar non-pulsed Gina.

Standing up, Paul followed them as Gina pointed him to a private shower and instructed him on the appropriate temperature and loofa to use. It had a familiar berry smell it he liked as he felt the heat almost wash away what stress he had.

Jewel announced his masseuse was ready and he patted down with a towel, following her to the room set aside for him.

Clicking into the room, Paul was a bit surprised to see the large, muscular man standing next to an elevated massage table with a large grin on his face. “Hi, I’m Rod. You’re Paul, right?” the man says holding out his gloved hand in a friendly greeting. Paul reached out and grasped his hand. This guy looked more like a gym bro or resident of a muscle beach than masseuse. His strength was even more emphasized as his nitrile wrapped hand seemed to envelope and was just shy of crushing Paul’s hand.

“Take a moment if you need. Just remove your robe and lay face down on the table and we’ll get started,” Rod instructed as Jewel brought over a cup of cucumber water for Paul.

“Thanks,” Paul said feeling the comfort of a friendly face of Jewel in the face of this, albeit friendly, imposing stranger. Drinking down his glass, Jewel took it back and proceeded to throw it away as she said, “you boys have fun. I expect you happy and relaxed so I can shoot all over you,” and then traipses out of the room.

For his part, Rod appeared to busy himself rearranging items of lotion and creams on a table in the opposite direction as Paul proceeded to get comfortable.

Taking off his robe, Paul placed it on the foot of the table as he quickly slid up onto the table facing his head into the ring pillow at the top of it. However, as he shifted, his robe fell to the ground.

Hearing the movement, Rod turned around glad to see the client was comfortable without obstructions. “Alright, they ordered a deep tissue with enhancements; you ready for that?”

“Uh, ya, I think,” Paul responded.

“You had a massage before?”

“Well, ya, but been a while,” Paul admitted.

“Okay, my aim is to make your comfortable, so if it feels like too much or you don’t like it. We have over an hour together of just you and me, so let me know if it's too much and I can go softer; everyone has different comfort levels in what they find pleasurable, okay?” Rob advised.

Paul chuckled nervously at the turn of phrase as he laid naked in front of the man. “Okay.”

“Alright,” Rod started, “I know you’ve had an external warm up, but I’m going to start slow and ease into you, okay?”

“Uh, okay,” Paul said and then felt his powerful hands gently rub oil up and down his back; resisting the urge to moan under the pleasant attention. After Paul felt oil was rub across his entire back, legs, feet, and ass, he was feeling very relaxed. So much so that he didn’t feel uncomfortable about the light moans he let escape as the man pressed further into his body.

In fact, as his hands moved up his neck and began rubbing on his bald head stronger than anyone had before, eliciting a very deep and pleasant moan from Paul as he was quickly getting lost in a very relaxing fog.

Telling his little subject was very relaxed, Rod began working on the knots he had been feeling in his back and legs.

As the man’s massive hands continued to rub up and down his body, memories of Lou rubbing his hands along Vyki’s body crossed his mind. As he continued to press harder and deeper into Paul’s flesh, visions of being manhandled by Lou passed through his mind and all the pleasurable sensations that followed. With every deep stroke, Paul moaned more passionately, at times almost squeaking a bit. His mind was quickly flooded with sensual memories as the tension was rubbed out of all his muscles. Paul was especially amazed as Rod got deep into his calves and thighs. Rod himself made notice as well, “your leg muscles seem extremely limber and strong. Are you a runner or dancer or something?”

Paul could only think of the miles he’d walked on treadmills, and activities & stretches he’d done with Sir Bill. It brought a giggle as he replied flighty, “no, Sir, not exactly.”

Rod was honestly impressed this guy had spent such time keeping himself fit at his age. “Well, whatever you’re doing, keep it up.”

“Yes, Sir,” he said enjoying the praise.

Rod continued on the other leg, equally impressed with how flexible and toned that is keeping the balance in his body.

Rod then moved up to finish on his glutes and was impressed that while there was definite fluff there, the man had worked his muscles to an extent. As he continued to massage and oil his buttocks, he could feel their pelvis start subtly pushing up to meet his motion. He was also noting the flexing of his star fish as his check moved apart.

Rod certainly didn’t have this guy pegged for a twink when he walked in, but it seemed almost confirmed as he told the person on his table, “alright, let’s get you rolled over onto your back.”

“Yes, Sir,” they answered as they lifted their hips and slowly rolled over leaving their knees briefly in the air separated before sliding his feet down the table. The languid smile on their face as they kept their eyes closed spoke volumes.

Rod also noted a very proud projection in the middle of their form announcing their enjoyment of his skills. Shaking his head as he oiled up his fresh pair of globes, Rod proceeded to oil down his client’s front as they continued to moan sensually under his touch. As he worked up the feet and legs, he had to maintain his professionalism as body reacted to the sensations. He moved to go down the arms and as he worked on the fingers, he could tell this person did some delicate work and definitely not physical labor, but that was pretty obvious just by looking at their physique.

Working along his chest, Rod was not surprised to hear the shuddering gasp as he worked around the nipples as he massaged the pectorals. Moving up to his head and working along their neck muscles, Rod could tell they were nearly asleep.

Rubbing down their facial cheeks, he couldn’t help but notice the gentle suckling of their lips as his thumbs positioned near them. Standing up, he shuffled his pants a little to try to avoid getting his hands near his sensitive crotch. However, he couldn’t help but notice the pearl white dribble on the tip. Did he dare?