The spa

A kinky fantasy came into your head. You always loved the idea of a happy ending massage, but you never had a spontaneous one happen. One of your exes used to offer, but it never felt right. You felt yourself chub at the thought of massaging a hunk, getting him all hot and horny, before having a sexy rendezvous at the end. Massaging your crotch, you looked up local spas in your area. You found one that was a brisk walk away, and it looked like the staff wore white polos and green shorts. While you had a white polo, you would have to be sneaky as you wouldn't be caught dead in green shorts. Slipping on your polo and some black shorts, you made your way to the spa.

Upon entering, you admired the lavish waiting area. A reception desk stood at the far centre, with a young woman tending. Dread filled you as you realised you couldn't walk down the hallways to the massage rooms without attracting her attention. Walking forward as calmly as you could, excuses tried to form in your head.

"Excuse me," she said, catching you, "You can't go down there without a staff member and appointment."

"Oh," you say, mind searching for an excuse, "I'm new."

You mentally face palmed.

"Nice try." she said, no longer polite, "We haven't hired anyone."

"No..." you try to save yourself, "I'm from one of the other branches. I'm filling in for today."

"Uh huh," she nodded, not buying a word, "nice shorts. Get out."

"Excuse me?" you're sweating, but trying to act normal, "My car broke down and I got oil on my shorts. I grabbed my gym ones and got here as quickly as I could. It's a better look to have black shorts and be late than a wet stain on my crotch."

The receptionist pursed her lips, still unconvinced. She continued to look you up and down.

"I'm going to get Mary."

"Go do that."

She stood up and walked away in a huff. When she was out of sight, you quickly rushed down the hall for a room. The first door you opened was empty. The second had a woman being massaged by another woman, the latter giving you an angry glance. Third time lucky though, you opened the door to gold.