"Hey, little drunk girl," she drawled through the glass door. Shane opened the door to find her friend smug and amused. “I thought you might like a little pick me up. Damn girl get your shower on. You need a refresher before our spa day.”
Shane grumbled. “Thank you.” Lila rolled her eyes fondly as she handed Shane the cup of coffee. Shane’s irritation gave way almost immediately to gratitude as she sipped the warm creamy, good morning gift, from her friend. “Seriously, thank you.” This time she meant it. “Give me a minute to shower. Promise, I’ll be quick.”
Lila’s amusement shone in her eyes. “Liar.”
Twenty minutes later, Shane was showered, dressed in denim shorts and a fitted t-shirt. She grabbed her purse and phone from the recesses of the bed and retrieved a light hoody from the closet. She never knew how the nail salon's climate would be, to stay off the heat, sometimes, they froze out the clientele.
“Girl, will you drive?” Shane asked, pulling her sunglasses on to ward off the offending rays of sunlight.
“You know, I will.” She said.
Shane slid into Lila’s sporty little car and closed her eyes as Lila started it up. Shane was lulled into drowsy contentment by the movement of the vehicle and Lila’s stream of chatter.
When the car pulled to a stop, she opened her eyes. They were not at the nail salon. Instead, Lila had driven them to The Elms, the most exclusive spa in town. “Lila?” She asked, confused.
"Shush. We're going here." Lila's door opened, and she slid out of the car. "You'll love it. My treat.” Her words were punctuated with the slam of the car door.
“Lila, wait.”
Lila stood in front of the car. "Come on, girl.” Her southern draw more pronounced now. “Get your spa on. You are always taking care of everyone. Just let me.” She paused, waiting for Shane to comply. “Please?”
Shane slid out of the car obediently. The headache from last night’s wine was still too fresh for her to argue. How old was she anyway? Much too old to be hungover. Especially today. She thought back on the previous night. Ryan's voice in her ear, in her mind.
He’d been there with her, without actually being there with her. She was mesmerized with the memory. The way he'd drawn the orgasm out — the climax, too fresh to ignore.
“Shane? Shane, honey." Shane turned to face her friend, leaving the memory to join Lila in the moment.
“Here’s the plan. I booked a massage for each of us. We will meet up after for the mani-pedi, okay?"
Shane shook her head. She knew better than to argue. “Yes, that sounds amazing.” Shane leaned into her friend and kissed her cheek. “Thank you.”
Lila squeezed her and smiled. “Have fun.”
A tall girl with blond hair piled on her head in the most adorable messy bun waited patiently through their exchange.
“Shane?” she asked as Lila stepped away.
“Yes, that’s me, hi." Shane returned her natural smile.
“I’m Avelyn. I’ll be your masseuse today.”
“Masseuse?” She echoed. “That’s fun.”
Avelyn smiled, “Yes, ma'am. We think so. Right, this way."
Shane followed her down a winding hallway into a little room with a massage table. The room was simple and dimly lit. Candles flickered, and the smell of lavender soothed her senses immediately. "Are you having any pain today?” Shane asked. “Any trouble spots?”
"Actually, yes. I am fighting a headache, and my thighs and lower back ache."
Avelyn nodded and didn't ask why. Shane was glad, because she suspected the ache, she felt now was because of the way Ryan had held back her orgasms. Delaying her climax required with every bit of will and strength to comply. The way he'd let it loose, allowing it to roll through her, made her thighs and ass ache. The memory was enough to cause a blush in her cheeks even without sharing the details with this pretty girl.
If Avelyn noticed, she didn't let on. "Very good." She said, nodding. "We'll work on those areas today. Please disrobe and get on to the table under the sheet. Due to the problem areas, if you would undress completely, it would be helpful for our session. Please lie face down to get started."
Shane nodded. “Okay.”
"Have a little water too; it will help with the headache." Avelyn nodded to a small table in the corner of the room with a pitcher of water and a single glass.
“Yes, thank you.”
The slender girl slipped out the door. Shane obediently poured and drank a full glass of water. Avelyn was right. The cool liquid soothed both her belly and the ache in her head. Slipping out of her shoes, Shane pushed them under the chair. She undressed. The room was chilly, and it didn’t take long for the goosebumps, and her nipples rise to attention in the slightly chilled room. She folded her clothes into a neat little pile and slipped under the sheet. She was glad for the cover. The table was heated, and Shane found herself wrapped in a delightful pocket of warmth, not unlike the one she'd left in her bed a few hours ago. She settled into a comfortable position and closed her eyes. In the stillness of the room, she realized she could hear music playing. A moment later, a soft knock sounded at the door.
"Yes?" The table muffled Shane's voice, and she sounded tired even to her ears.
“Are you ready?” Avelyn’s soft voice came from behind the closed door.
“Yes, please come in.” Shane heard the sound of the door open and close softly.
“Are you warm enough?” Avelyn’s voice soothed her as did the warmth of the table and the tall glass of water.
“Yes, actually, the heated table is wonderful.”
Shane could hear the smile in the girl's voice. "I thought you might like that." Somewhere behind her, Shane could listen to the girl applying something slick to her hands, probably lotion or oil. She exhaled, anticipating the touch, craving it now. Jesus, Lila was smart.
Avelyn was talking, “Let me know if my pressure is too much.”
“Okay.” Shane felt her hair being moved aside, and as warm hands began to knead the knotted muscles of her neck and shoulders. “Oh.” The word escaped with her breath. She hadn’t meant it to. Shane laughed nervously. “That feels great.”
“You carry the stress in your neck and shoulders,” Avelyn explained. Shane could hear the smile in the girl’s voice. “The release feels good. Let’s see what we can do to let all that tension go today.”
Shane laughed. “Well, that would be amazing.” Avelyn worked on her neck and arms, rubbing down her back as well, releasing tension and knots as she went. The warmth of the table, coupled with Avelyn's small hands covered in warm oil, kept Shane comfortable as the sheet fell away. Avelyn's hands moved to the pain of her lower back. As she kneaded the muscles there, Shane could feel the pain shift into pleasure, and she found herself breathing in time to the meditative music that had barely audible she entered the room. Now it filled her mind, allowing her to drift in thought-free pleasure. Avelyn's strong fingers moved down her lower back, her hands warm and slippery moved over Shane's right buttock, squeezing and releasing as she worked her way down her thigh and back up again. The girl’s hands moved over the taut muscles, slipping over the tender skin of her inner thigh and into the thin gap between her legs, working the sore muscles mercilessly. The ache deepened under her touch, and when Avelyn moved away, to apply more oil, and Shane became acutely aware that her breathing had become heavy and wanting
The girl returned, still working Shane's right side. Her hands massaged the thick muscle of Shane's upper thigh, moving over her ass, working deep into the tissue. Her little fingers slipped between Shane’s cheeks in what seemed an effort to work the tension out of her gluteus maximus and Shane shifted her legs apart, aching for the touch.
“I’m feeling some additional tension. Would you mind if I tried something else?” Avelyn’s hand rested on Shane’s upper thigh, fingers caressing slowly. It was maddening. Shane’s voice sounded sleepy when she spoke. “No, I don’t mind.”
“Okay. Here, lift your hi
ps.” She placed a gentle hand on Shane’s hip, urging her to raise it. “This will help me get a better angle.”
The girl slid a small round pillow under Shane’s hips. The pillow raised her ass from the table. That adjustment did two things, it created support for her belly releasing any leftover tension she felt in her lower back. It also exposed her naked buttocks, leaving her open to Avelyn’s touch.
“There we go.” Avelyn said and set about working Shane’s thigh muscles again. The girl’s hands worked up to Shane’s aching ass and between her legs. Shane could tell that Avelyn's hands grew more comfortable with her body as she worked. By the time Avelyn made her way down to Shane's calves, Shane's pussy was wet with anticipation. Anticipation of what? Shane wasn’t sure. Any soreness she held in her thighs had dissipated. The southern motion of Avelyn's hands, moving down her legs to her feet, gave her pause enough to get her breathing under control, and she relaxed into the meditative music, drifting again.
Shane felt Avelyn’s hand on her upper back. “If you would like to turn on to your back now…”
Avelyn pulled the sheet up to cover her as she turned onto her back and removed the pillow, replacing it under Shane’s knees.
"Sometimes, a face mask helps my clients to relax. It may help with that headache as well." Shane's eyes felt sleepy and heavy.
“That would be great, actually,” she murmured.
Avelyn turned to retrieve the mask and let the sheet slip out of her fingers. It floated down around Shane. When Avelyn returned, it was with a satin sleep mask. She placed it over Shane's eyes, and drew the elastic over Shane’s head to hold the mask in place. Avelyn was right, the absence of light eased what was left of the headache. She felt Avelyn's hand skim over her, careful not breaking contact.
This time she began at Shane's feet, turning her sore ankles round and round, releasing soreness and stress caused by her beloved high heels. Avelyn moved up Shane's legs, as she did, she bent Shane's knees and hips, working her joints as she carried Shane back to the meditative drift. By the time she reached Shane's thighs, her legs had fallen open against the pillow Avelyn placed under her knees to ease the strain on her lower back.
Shane's easy breathing increased as the warm slippery hands worked their way up her legs, kneading her inner thighs until her flesh trembled. As Avelyn worked, she cast the sheet to the side, exposing one leg, so the sheet was barely covering Shane’s nakedness. The folds of the sheet shifted, tickling at her attentive lips. Avelyn’s hands moved over Shane’s hip and against her naked belly. Her fingers working over the tender flesh just above the sheet cover, making it shift and slide. Shane’s breathing was no longer deep and meditative. She stretched into the touch as Avelyn increased her pressure. Her fingers kneading the inside of Shane’s thigh, working up into the hollow of her hip. Shifting sides, she began the same ministrations on the left side of Shane’s body. Shane’s desire was evident now. Her body tingled with it.
Her desire did not increase the speed at which Avelyn worked. The girl’s pace was deliberate and methodical, which made it all the more delicious. When Shane felt she could no longer contain the desire to move her body into Avelyn’s hands, the girl moved upward, and she placed her hands on Shane’s ribcage.
“I’ve learned a new technique.” It was a statement, but her soft voice held a question. “I wonder if I might try it with you.”
“Of course.” Shane said. The sleepy desire still thick in her voice.
Avelyn laughed softly. “Do you want to know what it is?”
Shane returned the laugh, relaxing slightly. “It’s okay. Surprise me.”
Avelyn moved to Shane's head and slid her hands underneath Shane’s back. Her fingers found the tiny knots that stored the day to day stress as she worked them free. Avelyn's pretty face hovered over Shane's, her breath warm against Shane's lips. Her fingers working down Shane's back and up her spine. Shane arched into the touch, moving with the masseuse.
“Do you mind if I move the sheet down?” Avelyn’s voice was a whisper above her. “I need to remove it to try the technique.”
Shane was glad for the sleep mask covering her eyes. It gave her courage. “Sure.” She felt Avelyn’s hands push the sheet down to her hips, exposing her from her pubic bone up. The warmth of Avelyn’s body shifted away, and Shane knew instinctively the girl was reapplying oil to her hands.
When she spoke, she was seated at Shane’s head again. “Okay, I’m new at this, so be patient with me. Thank you for letting me try it on you.” Avelyn placed her arms under Shane’s shoulders with her hands resting on Shane's ribcage. She moved her hands down to form a V at Shane's belly. Shane sucked in at the touch, warm hands that touched her tender skin just above where the sheet covered.
Avelyn began to massage Shane’s belly and hip bones, her touch was warm and seductive. Shane arched into her hands, chest rising. Avelyn worked her way up, strokes elongating with her ribs, following the curve of Shane’s body just under her breasts. Nipples hard and tight, Shane longed for the touch on her breasts, but those warm slippery fingers traced circles on her body just along the curve without touching. Up and over her ribcage to her collar bone, Avelyn’s hands massaged and rubbed, releasing tension as she went.
"You carry stress here." She said, moving her fingers across Shane's breastbone. Her thumbs rubbed deeply around that region. Shane shifted into her hands, breath escaping her lips as she soaked in touch. Avelyn's fingers were moving over her chest from her breastbone to the delicate white curve of her breasts. Her slippery hands cupped the lovely pale skin as her thumbs circled the tight pink little nubs.
Shane exhaled at the touch. Her breath became audible as pleasure escaped her lips in a soft “ohhhhhh." She had been craving the touch, but she did not expect Avelyn to do it.
Avelyn laughed softly. “Sorry,” she breathed out. “That's not part of it. I just couldn't resist. You look so pretty lying there.”
Shane laughed and blushed, still enjoying the warmth of the girl’s breath against her skin.
"That's our time today." Avelyn moved away, fresh air replacing the girl's warmth. She pulled the sheet up over Shane's naked skin. "How are you feeling?"
“Wonderful.”
"You look it," Avelyn said. "Do you have fun plans for the rest of the day?"
Shane slid the sleep mask up over her head and let the lovely girl with the messy bun come into focus. She paused, trying to recall the plans for the day. She shook her head to clear her mind. “Umm, mani-pedis with my best friend and then a date tonight.”
“Nice. Drink lots of water, okay? We released lots of toxins today.”
“Okay. I will. This was amazing. Thank you.” Shane didn't know why she was so nervous suddenly, but something about Avelyn made her blush.
Avelyn smiled. “Come back and see me again.”
Shane was nodding when the girl closed the door. “I will.”
After the massage, the mani-pedis were a decadent dessert. Lila talked non-stop about a new listing she'd taken on, taking calls intermittently while Shane waited. That girl was always in the sell. Still, it was a perfect morning, and their pretty nails were proof of the spa day.
CHAPTER 6
Crush
S hane emerged hangover free, and realized she was starving. “Want to have lunch?” she asked Lila as they headed out.
Lila checked her watch. "I'd love to, but I have a showing." Shane knew she was lucky to have had this much time with Lila on the weekend, so she did not push it.
"How about we pick up lunch, and I'll drop you off at home. Then at least you don't have to cook."
“You had me at the no cooking part.”
Shane slid her phone out of her purse, and saw she had a message from Ryan.
Fingers moving quickly, she found their last text exchange.
Sorry I missed you. With Lila, she texted.
He was there and typing back — morning sunshine.
She smiled at the simple but sweet mes
sage. Lila’s chatter faded to the background as she absentmindedly answered her friend with vague ‘yeses’ and hums.
Can’t wait to see you, she sent the message, eagerly waiting for his response.
Me too.
Did you have fun last night?
Shane felt the color rise to her cheeks. You know I did.
What are you doing now?
Lunch with Lila.
You hungry, little girl?
Shane felt her blush intensify. Lila noticed the disconnect with her friend and snapped her fingers in front of Shane’s face. “Shane. Hello? You talking to Ryan?”
Shane laughed. “Yes.” She answered both of them at once, typing the response to Ryan.
Me too. texted Ryan.
“What is he saying?” Lila asked, curious, and demanding all at once.
“Girl he’s being sexy. Give me just a minute.”
Tell Lila hello for me, Ryan’s latest text read. He knew the playing field. Lila would not want to share Shane’s attention, and he would not ask her to.
“He says hello," Shane reported dutifully.
Lila was pleased to be included. Ironically, being involved in the conversation brought her chatter to a halt. She waited for Shane to respond. “Tell that boy hello.”
Shane did. She was now the order taker on the third-party conversation.
Talk to Lila. Pick you up at six.
See you at six. Shane locked her phone after sending that last text.
“What’d he say?” Lila asked as Shane shoved her phone into the side pocket of her purse.
“That he’d pick me up at six.”
Lila laughed. "The way you look, I thought he was getting frisky. "
Shane laughed. “He is.” She shook her head. “He’s always getting frisky.”
They picked up salads and two tall lemonades. As Lila made her way through the winding side streets to Shane’s apartment, the summer heat warmed the car through the windows and coaxed her toward a nap.
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