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The massage

“You’re still fully clothed.” Arianna said as she entered the spa suite.

“As an apology for being late, you should assist,” Pierce suggested.

“I could; however, I already had an apology gift in store for you. Choose wisely, Pierce. Do you want my assistance with undressing you, or do you want what’s behind Door #2?”

“Door #2,” Pierce quickly agreed, kicking his shoes off.

“Good choice. I think I’m feeling lemon and vanilla today. How does that sound, Pierce?” Arianna asked, starting the aromatherapy candles.

“I’m not picky. Whatever you think is best,” he agreed, finally stripped down to his boxer briefs.

“Are you covered?” she asked.

“Unfortunately.”

“You ready for Door #2?”

“I've been ready since yesterday.”

Arianna turned around, and Pierce’s eyes widened when she began to reach for the zipper on the back of her dress.

The dress pooled at Arianna’s feet, and Pierce instantly hardened at the sight of her red lacy lingerie set. “You set me up,” he accused.

“What are you talking about?” she asked innocently.

“You planned all this with the lingerie and shit.”

“Nonsense. Don’t you know that women love dressing like this for themselves? Not everything we do is for the pleasure of men. I need you to roll over on your stomach...if you can,” she giggled. Arianna could see Pierce’s prominent hard-on peeking at her from underneath the sheet, and she’d be lying if she said her panties didn’t moisten a little.

“Don’t you want to feel me on you?” she asked in a pathetic tone.

“Yes.”

“Then roll over so we can get started.”

Pierce took his time complying. He wanted to commit every piece of her to memory, and if the lights weren’t so dim, he would have been able to make out her nipples through the lace material.

“Wonderful, let’s get started. Tell me about yourself, Pierce.” Arianna said, adjusting the sheet over him.

“Um, let’s see. Both of my parents are deceased. I actually lost them in the same year a few years back.”

“I’m so sorry to hear that,” Arianna said, working the oil into Pierce’s skin.

“Don’t be. They were both terrible smokers. Dad died from lung cancer, and Mom followed right behind him with COPD and Emphysema. I’m convinced they didn’t want to live. Once the doctor told them to quit smoking, they came to terms with the fact that it was too late anyway and continued to live their lives as they saw fit. I was an only child. I was the textbook definition of spoiled growing up. Everything I wanted, I got, and didn’t have to work hard for it. My parents were pretty well off due to oil found on a couple of parcels of land they owned. I still receive residuals from that, believe it or not.” Arianna switched to the other calf. “Hmmm, I played baseball and ran track in high school and college. I have degrees in accounting, economics, and business, and I recently retired as an investment banker.”

“I did see that in your portfolio. What do you like doing for fun?”

“Up until recently, all I really did was work. If Patrick hadn’t introduced me to the club, then I would probably be at home watching bad television right now.”

“Maybe you should try volunteering and give back. That’s a way better use of your time than sitting at home watching Maury.”

“I said bad television. Maury is a daytime treasure,” Pierce argued.

“I’ll take your word for it. Back to the volunteering, you can serve at soup kitchens, deliver meals for Meals on Wheels, or play with pups all day at the local animal shelters.”

“I’ll take that into consideration. Do you volunteer?”

“I used to when I was in high school.”

“Alright, so yesterday. Gotcha.”

Pierce tensed at the swift pop on his ass.

“Behave,” Arianna warned lowly.

Pierce wasn’t perturbed, and Arianna had better watch out because he almost thanked her and was about to ask for another. His mind flitted back to his dominatrix fantasy when he thought there was a sex dungeon in the club’s basement. His erection had just gone away, and now it was back in full force.

“I apologize,” Pierce said after clearing his throat.

“I used to volunteer at a nursing home. I meant to get back there to check on some ailing patients, but my part-time job soon turned into a full-time job with copious amounts of overtime. It seems like almost every time I have a day off something happens and they’re asking me to come in.”

“That’s easy. Stop coming in on your days off.”

“You do know that the day we met was my off day, right?”

“I wasn’t aware. I’m glad you did come in. But why do you work so much?”

“Long story short, my parents gambled away my college fund, and I didn’t find out until the week before I was supposed to move out and into my dorm. I basically had to push pause on my dreams. I’m working to save money for school. I make a very decent wage here considering that I only have a high school education, and the tips and bonuses can’t be beaten.”

“That’s understandable. How are things between you and your parents?”

Arianna climbed onto the table and threw her leg over Pierce so that she could straddle his back. Meanwhile, he was underneath her, and freaking out. She leaned over to whisper into his ear, and he could feel her hardened nipples pressed into his back.

Arianna smiled, knowing she was driving Pierce crazy. “I haven’t spoken to them since I left. They confessed what they did, and I moved out the very next day.”

“The holidays are coming up. Are you going to try to make contact with them?”

“Nope. I’ll spend Thanksgiving with myself.”

“I would hate for you to spend Thanksgiving alone. You could always swing by my place.”

“You shouldn’t let strangers into your house, Pierce. I might rob you blind,” Arianna teased.

“Nah, you’re too much of a good girl for that.”

“Is that right?” she questioned, sliding off Pierce’s back.

“That’s right.”

“Turn over,” she demanded.

“What?”

“I said, turn over. I have to get the front.”

Pierce slowly complied, trying to keep himself in line.

“Someone’s excited,” Arianna commented, eyeing what she now knew belonged to her, free and clear.

“You should take it as a compliment.”

“Take it, I shall,” Arianna confirmed, climbing back on top of him. Pierce cleared his throat in discomfort. The sheet was now gone, and the only thing separating the two of them was their underwear. He wanted nothing more than to pull her panties to the side and penetrate her, especially when Arianna began grinding against his cock.

“Ari,” he whispered breathlessly

“What’s the matter, Pierce? Are you not enjoying your massage?” she deliberately asked.

“I love it, but if you want to remain a virgin, then I’m going to need you to stop here real soon.”

“Touch me, Pierce,” Arianna whispered in his ear.

“Where?”

“Anywhere you want to.”

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