Get a massage

Taking the robe off the hanger, you pull it on, and feel the soft terrycloth on your bare skin. Feeling free and slightly aroused at leaving your room with just a robe on, you venture down the hall towards the massage rooms. The pretty hostess smiles as you approach.

"Hi there! You must be Mr. Doe!" The girl said, her nametag said Nancy.

"How did you know?" You ask.

"Oh, you're one lucky man. You somehow booked your stay with us when you're the only male guest. We also seem to have an unusually large number of women here for this time of year. Not that we're complaining." Nancy smiled, trying to peek at your body, the robe clinging to your lower body due to the belt.

"Oh, then i'm sure I'll have some fun here as well. And please, call me John." You reply.

"I'll let everyone know, John. So, is there a specific treatment you'd like to book right now? We currently don't have any openings for our more exotic treatments, but if you just want a Swedish massage, we'll be able to accommodate you." Nancy explained.

"I think a Swedish Massage sounds lovely, Nancy." You say and wink at the attractive girl.

"Um, great! I'll let Sam know you're ready." Nancy said.

"Sam?" You ask.

"Oh, don't let the name fool you. Those arms will do wonders for your back, as well as just below, if you get what I mean!" Nancy smiled.

You flush as you aren't sure you want some muscular man rubbing your naked body, but you are at least willing to see how it goes. If it gets too weird, you can always call it off...

"Great...Can't wait to meet SAM!" You say through gritted teeth.

Nancy leads you down a short hallway to a Japanese style sliding door. Opening it, she gestures you inside and follows you in.

"Okay, so before Sam comes in, just take off your robe, and any other clothes you have on, and lay face down on the massage table. Just leave your things in this bin by the door. Sam will be with you shortly." Nancy smiled and left.

You hesitate for a second, wondering if you should back out. However, the thought of Sam coming in here before you (literally) disrobe, and made you undress in front of him, that would be worse than just hopping on the table already naked, lying on your stomach to hide everything.

So, you quickly shrug the robe off and place it inside the bin next to the door and the lay down on the table.you find a towel and turn onto your stomach before trying to lay the towel over your bare ass. As soon as it was barely covered, the door opened. Your jaw would have dropped to the floor of it wasnt already resting on the table. You expected Sam to be some kind of burly guy, but instead you're greeted by a cute redhead with C cup breasts and hips to match!

"Hi, Mr. Doe. I'm Sam, and I'll be your masseuse today. You said you wanted a swedish massage?" She asked.

You, of course are VERY articulate and coherent. You give her your most charming line.

"Mr. John is my dad. Call me Doe." Yeah, you totally screwed that up.

Hey, your naked dick was pressed against the massage table! Woth only a towel between her and your bare ass, you were bound to have your attention divided.

"I said, are you ready?" Sam asked.

"Oh, yeah go ahead." You say, and place your face in the circular pad that allows you to keep your face straight down without getting a neck cramp from turning it or something.

You feel her small, feminine hands attach to your shoulders and begin to squeeze and rub. You close your eyes as you let the tension slip away. Her hands are firm, yet gentle. She is able to get I to your muscles without feeling like shes poking or digging into your flesh. As she gets to your waist, she stops above the towel and then switches to your feet. As she sits between your legs, you cant help but feel your towel get pressed down towards the table, making the top of the towel slide down your body, and expose part of your ass.

You look up and behind you to see her back pointed at you as she uses both hands to massage your left foot. You see that the towel isnt really exposing anything, so you place your face back onto the pad and try to relax. Once she was done with your feet, she stood back up. As she turns around, she smirks and lifts the bottom corners of the towel.

"John, I need to fold this up to get to your legs." She explains.

You feel cool air over your balls as the towel is lifted and folded over, now only covering your ass, but just barely. The exposure doesn't really bother you as you feel her hands back at work on your legs. It's at this point you somehow fall asleep despite always falling asleep on your back or sides. Evidently, it was a very relaxing massage.

However, you get the shock of your life when you wake up.