A Day at Lotus Spa Part 2
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He had seen her often over the last few months, intermittently. She was one of several employees that relied on the corporate housing in the gated community. Climbing into the company town car in the mornings as he headed out on his run, meeting the delivery personnel in the lobby to collect groceries or meals as he was collecting his mail, they had shared an elevator once in a while. But this evening as he sat on his balcony overlooking the river, he saw her walk out to the benches on the riverbank and collapse. She leaned over, buried her face in her hands, and he heard a faint cry as her shoulders shook up and down, but only briefly. She sat up, wiped her eyes, took a moment to compose herself, and made her way back inside.
Two days later, when Robyn Fletcher returned to her temporary flat, there was a business-sized envelope that had been slid underneath her door. She only noticed when she stepped on it as she balanced a weekend’s worth of groceries and her briefcase in her hands. It was just addressed to RFletcher and since many interoffice correspondences were labeled the same way, she thought nothing of it.
With a glass of wine in her hands, she curled up in the corner of the couch and opened the envelope. Inside was a very short letter and a keycard.
Ms. Fletcher
On behalf of the Riverview Estates, we invite you for a free, all-day spa session at our sister property, Lotus, for either Saturday or Sunday this weekend. Please text YES to the number on the back of the key card to reserve your complimentary session.
There was no signature, no address, nothing. Just a mint-colored key card embossed with a silver lotus flower and a microchip. A phone number appeared on the back
As Robyn ate her nondescript dinner, she stared at the card, tossed on to the coffee table next to her briefcase, its contents spilled out across the surface. File folders, her laptop, legal pads full of notes. And that card, sitting there inviting her to actually take a day for herself. And after the sour note she had left the office on, her decision was easier. Robyn fished her cell out from underneath the chaos and texted YES to a five-digit number. There was an instant response.
Good Evening from the staff at Lotus. We are happy that you are interested in our offer. Is this ROBYN FLETCHER?
Caught off guard that her name appeared, but granted in capital letters - probably autofill - she responded, YES
Which day works best for your schedule this weekend: SAT or SUN?
SAT, she replied, assuming she could catch up on her work on Sunday.
A few moments passed before the next message arrived in the chat: A town car will arrive tomorrow morning at 8 am to bring you to Lotus. The length of your complementary session will vary on your choices. All meals and accommodations are provided. We only ask that you leave any communication devices with the staff upon arrival. Agree to these terms?
Robyn paused, then replied “YES.”
We look forward to your visit tomorrow.
At 7:30 the next morning, Robyn received another text as she finished drying her hair with the description of the town car, including the driver’s first name and the license plate. An hour later, the town car wound its way down a long drive, lined with trees on either side and open fields. Lotus come into view, an old country home with several outbuildings. The driver slowed the car down in the big roundabout driveway in front of the house and parked. She led Robyn inside, past a couple seating areas and a kitchen, and down a long hallway to where her room for the day would be. “Just insert the card to open this door. Once inside you’ll enter a six-digit code that you’ll use to get to the other locations around the spa. Enjoy your time.”
Inside Robyn’s room was a queen-sized bed, a full ensuite bathroom with a tub and separate shower, a small seating area, and a balcony with a cafe-style arrangement. On the edge of the bed, she found her itinerary and a pile of clothing. Her first session, that started in less than thirty minutes. “A relaxing soak in our mineral-infused spring waters to begin detoxifying your system to start the day. The water is lukewarm and not heated to avoid losing the benefits of the minerals. Please dress in the swimwear provided.” Robyn went through the pile of clothing and found the swimsuit - in her size - packed in a plastic zip-lock bag. It was two pieces - a tank and a pair of boy shorts. It had been a good decision to shave everything this morning. She wrapped herself in the cotton robe with the lotus flower embroidered on the lapel, slipped on the complementary slides. Before she left, she used the keypad on the backside of the door to create her new passcode: 101001
She exited her room and pulled her door shut and saw a man walking away from her down the hall. He too, wearing the white robe and slides, was exiting a room two doors down from her. She waited and watched him turn the corner into the main area before she started walking to her first stop.
At the far end of the first floor was an atrium, divided like a pie almost. Frosted glass pods almost, dividing the area into seven cubicles that rose about eight feet high, A woman greeted Robyn at the entrance and took her to her pod. There was a tub inside, with a cotton towel rolled up for her head to rest on. Her attendant, Kendra, explained that while they filled the tub with the water from the spring, she would be rubbing essential oils on her skin as a protectant from the mineral bombs that would be dropped into her water. She would sit in the water for twenty minutes before being hosed off. Giving up control was not one of Robyn’s strong suits and before she asked if she could do the application, she relented. “Ok.”
Kendra had Robyn sit on the edge of the tub and pulled her hair up in a messy bun, her hands felt good pulling her hair up and piling it on top of her head. Robyn closed her eyes and tried those relaxing breathing techniques she read about. As Kendra finished, Robyn opened her eyes and saw the man from the hall walking in, already disrobed down to his swim wear - the exact same style trunks, but for a man. She couldn’t stop staring and was happy he hadn’t noticed her yet: the shorts hit just at the tops of his muscular thighs and labored to stay together against his ass. He turned sideways and Robyn gasped: whatever he was packing in there was impressive. Broad shoulders, fit. A specimen.
“Miss Fletcher, would you mind standing up and disrobing and we can start with the oil treatments?”
“Sure, no problem,” she mumbled struggling to stand up. Mindlessly, she reached down and untied her robe, but kept watching the show across the way. He was standing in profile, so he couldn’t see Robyn,
“Uh, wait here Miss Fletcher,” Kendra walked out and met a man in the middle, another attendant. They spoke in whispers and then she headed across the way to the man’s pod while the new male attendant walked into hers.
“Miss Fletcher, I’m Devin, I’ll be applying your treatment.”
Before she could ask what was happening, Devin was putting oil in his hands and spreading it across her back. Robyn took a deep breath and closed her eyes, but then looked across the way and watched as her previous attendant had the envious job. She watched as he turned… and was looking directly at her. Panicked, Robyn closed her eyes, but as Devin rub across her shoulder to the left side she reflexively opened them. He was watching from across the way.
“That’s Mr. Manning, one of our regulars. When we told him you were new here, he suggested I take over.” Devin was right next to Robyn’s ear as he explained. “Not to brag, but I’m top rated.”
“Oh,” she sighed. “Mr. Manning from around here?”
“Yes.”
Robyn sheepishly made eye contact with him, and a small smile curled up on his lips. Then she felt Devin’s hands rubbing the oils into her shoulders and back. Just keep your eyes closed, enjoy this massage, or whatever it is. Devin worked his hands up and down her arms across her back and over her shoulders. He stopped for a moment to get more oil and then began on her legs. They were sore from wearing heels and trying to look the part all the time. Her chiropractor told her to stop wearing them all the time, but she didn’t listen.
And then it happened.
Devin’s hands had reached the top of her thigh and at first, she thought it was an errant finger, a mistake. Then it happened again. It’d been a while since anyone but her had touched that area, so it caught her off guard. She inhaled, and then Devin started on her other leg. Definitely a mistake.
Until it happened again, and this time she felt herself react.
Devin's fingers were just inside her most intimate area, rubbing gently, A shiver went up her spine and she opened her eyes. Across the way, Kendra was on her knees, in front of Mr. Manning. Her hands on his hips, his hands on her head.
“What…” Robyn was barely able to ask her question, when he felt Devin’s finger begin to stimulate her clit. “Oh my god,” she moaned. Yes, he should stop, yes this was wrong, yes this was… she looked across at Manning and Kendra. He was enjoying his view of her. She could tell he said something, and Kendra backed up and he stood there, his cock fully erect and staring at Robyn. He walked to the side of the tub and lowered himself into the water.
Devin stopped, “The water is ready now.”
“Huh, what?” Devin walked out of her pod and met Kendra in the middle and they walked away. So confused, Robyn climbed into the tub and leaned her head against the towel, and closed her eyes, trying to ignore the fact that she was left unsatisfied. She looked across the way at Manning and could tell he was taking care of his business. A moan bounced off the walls in the room and Robyn looked around. They were the only two there.
She looked back at Manning, who nodded his head yes. Then he mouthed, “cum.”
What the fuck is this place? Robyn tried to reason that any of this was appropriate or Ok or whatever. But who would know? She looked at Manning who had now knelt up in his tub, and she could see his entire torso to just above where all the action was taking place. Fuck it… Robyn got on her knees and began to tease her breasts, her nipples hardened as she maintained eye contact with Manning. “Yes,” he moaned across the way. “Touch yourself.”
Robyn reached into her swim bottoms and found her clit - still tender and receptive - and began to fondle herself. She bit her bottom lip. “God damn,” was the growl from across the way. She watched as Manning wrapped his free hand around the side of the tub and with a couple more grunts and purposeful strokes, came. His back arched and he moaned, His other hand gripped the side of the tub and the orgasm really took him over. Once he finally caught his breath, he regained his focus on Robyn, who was starting to feel the waves of her own orgasm building.
“Cum for me Robyn,” he said, quietly from across the room. She didn’t care he knew her name and to be honest, this was a once-in-a-lifetime thing - something like this would never happen again. She opened her eyes, looked at his still, hard cock, and imagined him entering her and pumping away inside her. His arms holding hers down on the floor between them.
“Oh god,” she yelped quietly in her pod. For a moment she thought about getting out and going to him, but she was getting herself too close. She reached up, grabbed onto one of her breasts, and with a couple more purposeful strokes of her own, started to come. The shock buckled her, and she was now holding onto the side of her tub for dear life. The orgasm didn’t seem to stop, she tried to be quiet as she came. When it finally subsided, she opened her eyes and looked across. Manning was sitting back in his tub, a satisfied smile on his face.
Breathing heavy, she retreated to the back of her tub and sat down, and closed her eyes. The power of the experience actually made her pass out for a bit. When Kendra came in to check on her and to take her to her next session, the tub across the way was empty.
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