The Full Treatment

by Jolene Jessie James

Going to the gym is always a good thing… I don’t always get to go as often as I like but when I do I make the best of it. The gym I go to is equipped with everything you could possibly want in a gym… After a hard workout nothing is nicer than sitting in a sauna and then a hot tub. I like to go late at night… because there are a lot less people around and it makes exercising easier. I walked in one evening and there were only a few people in the whole place. I slipped into the locker room to change out of my street clothes… as I was changing three women came into the locker room to get ready to leave. I put on my sneakers and headed out onto the equipment floor.

I had worked out for about a half an hour when I decided to stop and go sit in the sauna… I peeled of my sweaty clothes and wrapped a towel around my body and went and sat in the little, warm, steamy, dark room. I laid down on the hot wood of the bench seat… I had it set for twenty minutes so I could lean back and relax because if I dozed of the heat would shut down automatically… that is another thing I enjoy about coming here late, everything is just more personalized.

I had been so busy lately… barely sleeping on a regular basis… so it was no wonder that I did actually doze off in that nice, warm room. I opened my eyes when I heard the door spring creak open and the light came on, startling me. I saw the silhouette of a man standing in the doorway. The door swung shut and I slowly sat up looking at this man that was staring at me… I glanced down, realizing that my towel had fallen open and I was sitting naked in front of a man I do not know… again. I smiled sheepishly as I wrapped myself back up in the towel. I went to stand up and he introduced himself as the new trainer on the premises. I was really embarrassed, I just wanted to leave but he continued to talk to me about what he did here.

He blocked my way. Standing in the doorway… He smiled as he tilted his head at me. He said that I looked tense and he could help. He told me that one of the reasons he was hired here, was because he was also a massage therapist… and that he could take all of my tension away and that I shouldn’t worry about him seeing me nude… His profession required him to be around nudity all the time. That is why he got into that line of business to begin with… he chuckled and grinned as he spoke. He invited me to get a massage.

I actually have never had a professional massage… it sounded nice, so I agreed, as he led me down the hallway into a softly lit room. He told me to sit on the table in the middle of the room, as he locked the door and pulled the curtain shut… I wasn’t sure about that locked door thing but he seemed nice and he did work here, after all. He got out some lotions and oils and turned on some soothing music. He pulled my hair up and clipped it on top of my head. Gently pulling my towel open, he smiled as he took the towel away and asked me to lay down on my stomach. I closed my eyes as he slowly and firmly started rubbing my neck and shoulders, working his way down my back… I groaned in delight as his oiled hands pushed my muscles all over my body.

His hands were so warm and soft… this man had hands that were a gift right out of heaven… As he moved his hands down my thighs, I could feel my whole body begin to relax. He worked his way to the bottom of my feet and then paused. He cleared his throat and then asked me if I would like the full treatment… I turned my head to look at him, questioningly. He motioned for me to turn over, speaking low and soft, he told me that to truly relax I would need complete stimulation and that he would only continue with my permission. I asked him what he was going to do… he just smiled and said that I would enjoy it and if I didn’t enjoy it at any time I could ask him to stop and he would.

I sat up, turning my body and laying back down face up… I was feeling quite vulnerable as I laid on this table completely naked, open and exposed. His hands were even more gentle now, as he began massaging again, starting with my left foot. I was feeling more and more relaxed as he pressed and rubbed his way up my left leg… he moved down to my right foot and worked his way up my right leg. He got to my hips and paused as his hands hovered over my pelvis and then he slowly slipped one of his hands between my legs… He spoke nearly in a whisper, as he told me to just relax, let myself go and that he wasn’t going to hurt me. He then smiled as his hands pushed my lips open. His fingers slipped over my clit and I moaned and parted my thighs. His fingers massaged the inner folds of my lips and down over my anus. He then stopped and put more oil on his hands and then shifted his movement up my abdomen to my breasts. He began working his hands in a circular motion around my nipples, at this point I was all worked up and I wanted more.

Whether this was professional or not… I didn’t care anymore. I wanted more stimulation. I looked at him and whispered that I wanted him to do more. He tugged on my oily nipples and clamped down on them as they slipped out of his fingers repeatedly. He moved down between my legs placing them on his shoulders as he pulled me to the edge of the table. I felt his warm mouth on my swollen clit and one of his fingers slid up inside me. It was at that moment that I felt my body’s release explode in his mouth. I cried out as I tensed all up and he pulled my tightened body onto his cock. I hadn’t noticed when he removed his clothing and at this point it didn’t matter. I wrapped my legs around his body as he grabbed my hips and pulled my face toward his. Our lips met in a frenzied passionate motion. Our tongues danced as he throttled my hot, tensed pussy. He stroked my hair as he pulled the clip loose… my hair fell over my shoulders.

I leaned back as he pushed his hardness deep inside me one last time and gave out a huge sigh as he collapsed across me on the massage table. We stayed in that position for a couple of minutes and then I started to get up. I picked up my towel and wrapped it around my body. I pushed the curtain back enough for me to get out the door… I turned back and winked at him as I stepped out into the cool hallway air.

While I was showering and getting dressed… all I could think of… was that there is something better than a sit in the sauna and a hot tub after a nice workout. I just couldn’t decide which was better the massage or the “full treatment”…

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