Jan Week 3: Spa Day with Samantha...A Couples Massage (High Lust Required)

They lingered in the hot tub until the heat left their heads fuzzy and their skin the color of boiled shrimp. Leah hadn’t realized how much tension her body was holding until Samantha groaned, “We’re gonna be late for our rubdown, babe.”

They toweled off, shuffled to the lounge, and found two massage tables set side by side, each draped in blinding white sheets. The spa’s music was soft and indistinct, just vague ocean sounds and spa pan flute. Leah lay belly down, feeling like a sacrificial offering.

The massage therapists—a matching set of stone-faced women in chic black scrubs—introduced themselves as Anya and Liese.

“Couples massage?” Leah started to protest, but Samantha cut her off with a wink. “It was cheaper,” she whispered, “and come on, it’s not, like, we’re asking for a happy ending. Just really expensive lotion.” Still, the implication made Leah’s heart skip.

Liese started on her neck, working out knots Leah didn’t know existed. Anya did the same to Samantha, whose red nail polish looked radioactive against the white sheet. Leah tried to focus on the gentle pressure, but the fleeting glances—Samantha’s smirk every time she caught Leah’s eye, the way her hips wiggled under the sheet—made it impossible. When the therapists reached Leah’s hips, the touch became firmer, less clinical. She found herself imagining what it would feel like if Sam did it instead, nails and all.

The massage took about an hour, but it felt like ten minutes. At the end, Anya scooped up a bowl of hot oil and poured it down Leah’s spine, massaging it in with small, greedy circles. Samantha watched, biting her lip, until her attendant did the same to her. The air in the room thickened, humid and perfumed and a little obscene.

The therapists finished by stretching out their arms, bowing in perfect sync, and saying in unison:

“You may now enjoy extra time in your suite. Please relax—or explore.” Something about the pause, the way “explore” hung in the air like a dare, made Leah flush.