No, thanks.

"Sorry, no, I don't think that would be appropriate, Sir!" you reply and close your legs. He holds his hands up. "No problem. Relax. It was just a question. We fulfill all kinds of services here at the spa, according to the wishes of our clients. Your wish is my command."

He continues to massage you properly and although you first suspect him to make another move on you, you soon relax again under his kneading and drumming.

The session ends without him having made another improper gesture or movement. A tiny voice inside your head asks, if you have reacted too prudish. But it was probably the right decision, you tell yourself.