The Dark Affair

Relaxation

Claire makes it to Paradise Island a massage institute. She knew she needed the time away to clear her mind and to get relaxation. She stepped through to the front entrance of the office. A sound was made above her head as soon as she entered like the sound of wind chimes on a cool spring day.

"Hi welcome to Paradise Island," the reception says. "How can we make you feel more comfortable today?"

"She responds by saying I would like a 1-hour session please."

Male or female?

"Male please."

"Well we have a spot open with a new massage therapist that has made quite an impression with the ladies would you like to give him a try today? I hear he takes all the stress away in an instant and leaves everyone wanting more?" His only request is that if want the best experience possible that you don't talk or see his face. "Will that be a problem?"

"Trust me he's well worth it one of the girls says as she closes the door." What?" she  says as she shrugged her shoulders, "It's true."

Maggie the receptionist became so annoyed because her colleague had intruded into their conversation.

"Claire speaks. "Sure that will be fine anything to take away these knots out of my back I'm sure anybody would work at this point."

Sure thing ma'am if we could just get you to fill out this form and indicate where you are having pain and circle the areas where you would like your masseuse to concentrate on the most.

Minutes later. "All done." She turns the clipboard into the receptionist." Ok if you could follow me. I will show you to your room." They enter the room.

"Please take off all your clothes except for your undergarments and lay face down and make yourself comfortable." And he should be in shortly."

Claire does as she was told. The nice sound of the ocean waves plays its melodies of crashing waves against the rocks on the oceans sandy beaches it was so serene to her at first that she forgot where she was.

The ambiance of the rooms glow was that of dark orange with the candles burning and the smell of eucalyptus would make anyone stay.
There was a knock on the door. Knock knock!

The door opens. A gentleman with Italian ascent speaks. " Are you ready Ms?" Claire throws her hand up with her thumb sticking up in the air indicating she was ready. "Good," Javier says.

Claire wanted to pop head up so bad that she couldn't stand it. It was like putting candy in front of a baby and telling it not to eat it. All this hype of this mysterious masseuse she at least wanted a glance. But she finally came to her senses and gave up trying to sneak a peek and decide to just let go of the idea and focused more on the massage.

As Javier started rubbing her sore spots where her knots were she noticed she was moaning. The more she moaned the more intense it became then she noticed she was becoming aroused and moist in her private area.

Then Claire had a sudden thought and terror's hand seized her. This mans hands seemed so familiar it was like his touch was like someone she knew right was he there on top of her? Question after question ran through her mind is this him? could this be? Would he go this far to see me she thought? And why does this man touch seem so familiar?

She tried to force her way up to see this mysterious man but he declines the invitation by kindly forcing her back down and said " Relax". In his Italian voice.

"Have I become so obsessed?" This is a question she asked within herself. She was so confused she was thinking she may be in love with Sammy he was starting to consume her every thought it was a bit unhealthy and if this massage didn't do the trick she didn't know what other options to explore except tell her husband the truth. "Bad idea," she said but this time the therapist heard her and say in his monotone french ascent. "Relax." She wonders if those were the only words he knew. 

Fifty Fives minutes had passed and time was almost up. Claire had fallen asleep after Javier had put the hot stones on her body. And rubbed so much oil that she felt like jelly. Javier's announcement jolted her back to reality.

"Time," He said and she slowly comes too, she is disoriented and also sad because she didn't want it to be over. But by the time Claire understood what was going on she heard the door closing and Javier was gone like a thief in the knife. So much for wet dreams, she thought. But little did she know it was her ex Sammie all along.

Claire takes her time putting on her clothes finally she makes her way back to the front where the receptionist is. " How do you feel? Much better we hope." Javier said you have the softest skin that he could massage you any day."

"Really? Claire blushed at this comment and said well I must say I did enjoy it and I'm guilty of falling asleep so I guess Mr. Javier  has the gift." Crissy walks back by again and interrupted once more and says see"I told you he was good."