Fantasy Massage (Fantasy Inc.) (3 page)

“Things fell apart,” I added

“Yes, and she wants to know if I’d ever leave her for a man, or if I’d ever be interested in having a baby of my own.  We’ve talked about finding a guy who’d…” then she shook her head not wanting to finish the thought.

“You’re ok with this?  Is this your idea or hers?” I ask her.

“Sort of both of ours,” she told me softly.

“Why don’t I believe that?” I ask her sitting up and motioning for her to sit down.  My heart raced as she did.  She dropped her hand covering her breasts and sat down next to me.

“Have you ever loved someone so much, that you would do anything, anything at all, for them?” she asked me softly.

“Yes, that’s why I put the ad up,” I told her.

She nodded, and then she pushed me back on my back.

“You might have to talk me through some of this,” She told me softly.  She grabbed the lotion bottle and started rubbing lotion all across her chest and stomach.

“I doubt it, you know what goes where,” I told her with a grin “Haven’t you watched any porn?”

“More than you can imagine,” she laughed and for the first time, and took my cock in her hands.  I groaned as she lightly twisted her hand and started working it up and down.

“Wait, wait, slow down,” I told her after a minute.

“Why, doesn’t that feel good?” June asked, her breasts now resting gently on my legs.

“Oh god, stop a second,” I moaned, and thankfully she did.

“Why?” She asked me.

“I was almost ready to come.” I panted trying to calm my nerves.

“Already?”

“Damn, let’s play a little bit before you finish me off,” I told her trying to get my hands on the edge of her panties.

“Those are off limits at the moment,” she told me, “besides, judging by the look on your face, that’s what you wanted.”

“For the last hour, I’ve wanted to play with your tits.  I want to suck them, feel them, lick them and fuck them,” I guess telling the truth worked, because she shuddered a bit then nodded.

Pushing me back down, she put my length between them and pressed them together and started rocking slowly.  I was building up a wonderful momentum when she started moaning.

“Now suck it,” I told her.  She shook her head for a second, but I took her head in my hands and gently pushed her back and put her head down.  She gave me one last pleading look, but it was now time to finish.

“Please?  Either that or fuck me,”

“I’ve never done that” She said but her mouth was lined up and I put it close enough to her mouth, she took the entire length in the first time. 

Once past that mental barrier she started going to town on me, I laid back in shock, as she started using her hands and mouth to bring me to the brink.  She squeezed the base of my cock for a second.

“If I do this, will you show me what it’s like...” she asked me.  Her nervousness was gone.

“Yes, please...” I knew what she was asking.

She went back to work, this time using both hands.  I had lotion all over, and was slick with sweat to boot.  She was cupping my balls and stroking my cock while using her mouth.  I was starting to moan and thrust my hips in rhythm.  I could hear her moaning around my length, and realized that she was as deeply aroused as well.  I tried to stop, so I could take care of her properly, I really did.  Things didn’t work out that way.

I exploded, every muscle in my body tensing as the sensation from my cock took over, and somehow she instinctively knew what to do.  She slowed down, and kept sucking, the entire time her jaw muscles and throat moved in time trying to swallow my whole load.  When I was spent, she continued to suck and rub on my balls and I shuddered with the sensation.

“Oh god, that’s good,” I told her.  She just smiled at me coyly.  I literally had shakes and goose bumps after that.

After watching my reaction for a second, she ran her fingernails down my body from chest to waist.  She looked like some sort of predator considering her next meal.

“Let’s go get cleaned up,” She told me, pulling me up by hand.  “There are two showers back there,” she added over her shoulder.

“But we only need one,” I told her.

“We’ll see.”

I headed to one shower stall, and she headed to the one right next to it.  My clothing was already in a pile in the back room, but her panties and stockings were thrown out of her stall.  I wanted to sneak over there as soon as I saw that, but I hesitated.  Was she ready yet?  I washed as much of the residual lotion off that I could.  I was starting to grow hard again by listening to the shower next to me.  I heard a soft gasp and snuck over to her side to see what she was doing.

I shouldn’t have been surprised though.  She had one leg up on the bench with her back turned from me.  She was rubbing herself quickly into an orgasm, and I could see her shuddering as it started to take hold.  I got behind her and laid my length right across her ass crack about the same time I put my arms around her waist.

When she jumped in surprise, I was ready, and held her still.

“Alex, wait, I,” and I moved one of my hands down between her legs, while rubbing my erection across her ass.  Slowly I rubbed circles on her clit as she tried to move again.

“If you want me to stop, just tell me,” I tried to whisper in her ear.

“I want, uh, don’t stop doing that,” She told me as I finally quit teasing and stuck two fingers deep inside her gash. 

Every kiss I placed on her neck was met with a whimper and
moving my fingers in and out in a rhythmic motion, rubbing her clit with my thumb every so often, she started rocking her hips; she was once again shuddering within minutes.  Her moans subsided and she faced me pulling me close, sealing my lips with a quick kiss.

“That’s all for now.” She said putting a finger to my lips to stop the words from coming out

I sighed.  I was ready to go again.

“Do you have a room here?” She asked me, and I slowly started grinning like an idiot.

“Yeah, Melinda set us up with it.” I told her.

“You have to make me a promise though?” she asked me.

“Yeah, what’s that?”

“Make love to me the same way you would your wife,” June asked me softly.

“I will if you promise me one thing June.”

“What’s that?”

“Don’t bring her up.  Please, I’m begging you,” I pleaded.

She just nodded and took me by the hand.

“What’s our room number?”

“Let me see… Looks like 1918” I told her remembering my first night in this room. 

“I’m going to remember this night for a long time…” she told me quietly as I pushed her towards the bed once I got the door open.

“That’s what I’m planning on,” I told her quietly.

I was sore in places I had never been sore before.  It was a different experience for me, because once I had my way with her and came on her ass, as she had asked me (made love to her as if she was Janie) she had turned on some cable TV and had me stay up, turning on some pay per view porn until I was ready again.

The second time through, she was insatiable.  Instead of her on the bottom learning her role, she had me literally pinned on my back while she had her way with me.  I was climaxing for the third time in 24 hours when she asked me my wife’s first name.

“Janie, its Janie.” And I was filling her, each throb of my body pumping more and more into her.  She finally let out a cry, and I was wet from the waist down as she finally came.  I thought she had orgasmed before, but I had been completely wrong.  This one was a big one, and I was drenched.

“Oh my god, oh my god,” she kept muttering over and over as she kept pumping her hips on top of me burying her head in my neck.

When we both had more control of our bodies, and had disentangled ourselves, I tried to talk, but she sealed my lips with a kiss and held me tightly.  I’d love to say great, passionate, earth shattering things happened, but the truth is even more unbelievable.  I fell asleep.

I awoke with a knock on the door, and an empty bed.  Melinda had rushed in and threw all my clothing on the edge of the bed, reminding me this wasn’t a hotel, even though it was.  I was groggy and confused, and wandered nude to the bathroom to get dressed.  I tried to ignore the fact she stared the whole time.

When I was done dressing, I looked in the medicine cabinet.  “Just like a real hotel” I thought as I tore open the wrapper to the toothbrush and deodorant.  I doubted I had the time to shower off the sex smell I had, but I could find another hotel, another casino to pass away the daytime.  Melinda walked in as I was getting the deodorant on.

“What time is it girly?” I asked her.

“It’s almost 11 A.M., I really hate to bug you Alex, but I have to get the cleaners in here, and I have this room booked in 3 hours.”

“Sorry Melinda, I probably don’t have time to shower, do I?”

“No, but if you wanted to head upstairs to my room,” she said softly, running her fingers across my chest.

“You going to help me get cleaned up?” I asked her with a grin.  The flush she had was turning her red again as I turned and put my hands around her waist.

“Alex, I can’t, not as your scheduler, besides, you don’t have any clean clothing inside here, and you two um..,” she pointed to the stains that splattered my clothing.  I hoped it was lotion.

“I can arrange some dry cleaning and get your bag from your car, if you still carry it around like that?”

“That would be great Melinda,” I said pulling her close and putting a kiss on her forehead.  For a second her eyes misted up and she pushed me back.

“What’s the matter Melinda?” I said asking her.

“You’re wife has no idea what she’s losing, does she?”

“I  ... I don’t know.” I told her truthfully “I never understood why things suddenly went cold.”

“Alex, I would do whatever you asked of me but...”

“Yes?”

“I couldn’t be your scheduler anymore,” she told me hugging me tight.

“Then you wouldn’t have any rules keeping you away from me?” I asked with a grin.

“No, not that.  After the Fantasy, I’d become another anonymous face in the crowd, I like things how they are.  Besides, I get to watch these,” she said, a sly smile breaking the edges of her mouth lighting up her whole face and handed me a DVD.

“Alex’s greatest hits?” I ask her, and she nods.

“Alex and the Amazon, I titled it,” she said laughing, and gave my ass a quick squeeze as she started walking out.

I sat there for a moment stunned, and then followed.  As we were getting in the elevator for a quick ride upstairs she turned to me again.  I thought she was going to push me against the way and …

“Alex, do you trust me?”

“Yes Melinda, why?”

“Give me your phone,” she commanded.

I unlocked it and gave it to her.  She punched in a whole series of numbers, but pushed me back when I tried to see what she was doing.  After 30 seconds of this I was getting impatient, but the elevator door clicked open so I stepped out.

“This way,” she told me taking off to the left.  As we stopped in front of a door she handed my phone back.

“Alex, the backlash of your broadcast was unbelievable,” She told me.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to cause any trouble, I didn’t…”

“Shhhh…. Trust me.”

She pulled the room key out of her purse and handed it to me.  I put the key in the slot and it turned green.  She stepped back and walked towards the elevator.  I was puzzled, so I left the door alone for a second.

“Where are you going?” I hollered to her.  Girly was moving fast now.

“Oh, I have to work.  Oh and Alex?”

“Yes?”

“You have a couple days left until your divorce?”

“Until Tomorrow, I think,” after that marathon last night I was slightly punch drunk.

“Ok, don’t hurt yourself.  See you tomorrow morning,” she said with a smile. 

I was confused, but pushed the door open anyway.  I heard a giggle, then another.

“Alex, come in here,” A voice drifted out of the darkness of the hotel room.  Whoever it was must have had the windows pulled tight.

“Ok… Let me get the light,” 

And when I turned it on, there were five faces staring up at me from the edge of the bedspread covering a super king sized bed.  Five gorgeous faces.  I slowly walked towards the bed after pushing the door closed, and noticed piles of clothing all over the room.  It looks like they got started without me and a couple empty bottles of champagne littered the table.  A full one on ice was awaiting me on the side of the bed.

I remember my throat was dry, and I started to undress at their urging.  This was either going to kill me or cure me.  I was just pulling my socks off, and was out of balance when the girls giggled and I was pushed across their legs by a girl who had materialized behind me.  She must have been hiding in the bathroom.

“Hold him still, he’s been bad, and it’s our job to teach him how to behave.”

It might not kill me, but this cure might make walking difficult for my court date.  I smiled and submitted once again to the Fantasy, realizing what Melinda had setup.