The Spa

The card that Jon had received had told the truth: the spa was indeed right next door to the frat house. The sun felt nice on his face during short walk outside and he was tempted to spend sometime relaxing and enjoying it, but the idea of a spa treatment was too much to deny. He couldn't wait to meet some of the women of Girl World and start fucking their hot sexy brains out, but every mother deserved a little pampering and he was no exception.

A little bell rang as Jon pulled the door to the spa open, and rang again as the door closed behind him. Excitedly Jon noticed that the waiting room was completely empty, indicating that he'd be able to go right in. Unfortunately there was nobody at the counter either. A little hand-written note that said "Be back in one hour - feel free to enjoy the facilities!" adorned the stainless steel counter top. Jon grunted in disappointment.

"How unprofessional!" he told nobody in particular, "I **** all day for my family and get one break, so I'm not waiting!" Jon stomped on high heeled shoe for emphasis before he walked past the counter straight down the hallway past the counter.

The first thing Jon noticed about the facility was the smell. It was a deep, rich combination of vanilla and a scent he that seemed familiar, but couldn't quite put his finger on. The smell was very soothing, immediately putting to ease all the frustration Jon had felt at the front counter. As he clicked his heels on the tiled floor, he listened to the ambient music, played just low enough to avoid an obtrusive sound, and read the labels on the doors he passed.

The massage room seemed enticing, so did the mineral hot tub. A facial, too, sounded wonderful. The last door in the hall said "Full Body Treatment", which was a little confusing, but Jon was sure it would be great.

Having decided on where he'd like to go, Jon said, "Just what a mother needs," and pushed the stainless steel door open. The door said...