I think that has painted a picture of where I intended to take Joy.
About 9:45, I quietly told her we should leave, as I had a just the place to take her. I wanted to get her out of the pub before someone came up with some other bright idea. I offered to use my car, but she was not keen. She had her own car, a brand new Triumph Spitfire Mark IV, so I said we would go in her car and I proceeded to give her directions. When we arrived, she was very hesitant about entering a massage parlour. I had to do some fast talking and convince her it was not all she had heard and that she wanted something different for her last night on the town. When we got to the top of the stairs, Trixie was very happy to see me but quickly got one of her girls to take Joy through to the changing rooms and get her a towel and a robe. She then turned to me and asked who the hell I had brought in tonight, she thought that Joy was a police woman (the way she was dressed). I explained to her all that I knew and that I wanted to show her a real good time for her last night of freedom. Trixie relaxed and agreed we needed to turn it on for her. I wandered through the lounge to find Joy and noticed there were about a dozen people there already;I knew most of them by sight, if not to talk to.
I found Joy down in the changing rooms she had on an Asian blue satin robe that Trixie kept for special guests. She looked great, and I told her so. I could see that she was pretty happy with the compliment. I striped down to my underpants and grabbed a towelling robe from one of the lockers where you stored your cloths etc. and a couple of towels.
“What do we do now?” she asked me.
“We’ll we can go back to the lounge and get some drinks and dance. Or you can have a sauna, spa or even a massage. The night is yours; I’ll just go with what you want.”
“I’m not sure I’m ready to mix with people I don’t know, dressed like this, can we get a drink and sit in the Spa Pool?”
“Sure, but come and met a couple of the girls that work here while I go mix us a drink. You OK with Vodka again or would rather something different?”
Joy, said OK to the vodka, and we walked through the lounge to the kitchen. I could see she was wary about meeting the girls, but I told her she would like them, as both were into horses. The girls if they were not out mixing with the guests, used to sit around in the kitchen and play cards etc. I had noticed when we arrived that Marcia and Liz were out there. I got on well with both of them, especially Marcia, who had been trying to get me to take her out. She was 23, very attractive with a little dark blood; the talk was that her mother was West Indian. Liz was one of the married women and lived out in the country on a 10 acre block where she had some horses. She was also attractive, but probably over 30. They talked as I mixed up another vodka and bourbon for myself, I could see Joy had eased up in their company and talking quite freely. She was probably quite surprised at the girls that worked here; Liz in particular, was quite posh and well educated. I always wondered why she worked here as she obviously had money. (Found out later, that she was having an affair with Marcia. She wanted to shift Marcia into her home and share her with her husband, and that the silly bugger would not have a piece of it. So she came and worked some nights with Marcia and stayed the night in the city with her afterwards).
Anyway, Joy and I wandered back through the lounge and into what Trixie called the wet area, set our drinks on the edge of the spa and stripped out of our robes. Joy was stark naked under the robe, I thought being so posh she would be a bit of a prude and have left her knickers and bra on. She had a very athletic figure and this time I commented on how great a body she had. She didn’t try and hide it and just replied that one had to keep pretty fit to play competitive Polo.
There was a bit of a quirk in the spa that one of Trixie’s girls had told me about. In one seat there was a miss-placed jet that was meant to massage the calf muscles but instead it fired up at an angle of about 45 degrees,and if a girl sat on the edge of the seat she could ease forward and get ajet of aerated water flowing over her clit, too far forward of course and it filled them up with the water. I sat back in this seat and motioned to Joy to sit between my legs; she raised her eyebrows and gave me the “Oh Yeh” look.
“You’re getting very forward all of a sudden.”
“No trust me. Come and sit on me and move where I direct you.”
She swivelled sideways onto my lap and lent back into me. I opened my legs so that she sank down between them and moved my arms around in front of her and spread her legs. I held my left hand out in front and found the water jet and by spreading my legs and manoeuvring her with my other hand, I got her positioned right on the edge of the jet. Joy gave a little gasp and turned her head to look at me.
“Very nice!Do you practice this often?”said Joy.
“I’ve never tried it before.But I heard one of the girls talking about it one night.”
“Oh come on, all the girls out there are falling over to please you, even that Trixie has the hot’s! I’ll bet you have had a couple of them sitting here.”
“No. Honestly, the only one that has shown any interest is Marcia. And I’m not going to say I’m not interested, but it has not happened. I come up here now and again when there is nothing on, but have had nothing other than a massage.”
“You didn’t pay?”
“No, a mate and I are friends with Trixie and she likes a couple of friendly males around, just in case there is trouble. But other than a couple of guys being drunk and loud, we have never had any trouble here.”
While I was talking to her, I took Joy’s hand and moved it down between her thighs, explained that she could direct the water where she wanted, far better than I. Then moved both may hands up and cupped her breasts, needing the nipple between thumb and forefinger. She lay back into me and I could feel her hips gently swaying around on the jet. This action quickly led to my getting a raging hard on, so I had to drop one hand down a free poor old Willie from pointing down between her arse cheeks.
“I’mpleased to see this is having some effect on you, as this is going to get me off far too quickly.” She arched her back, trying the water in another obviously very favourable position. She worked herself around on the Jet for a few more minutes, then suddenly rolled of, got up and slid around in behind me. “Your turn.” She said. “I am going to come if I stay on that, and it is much too soon.”
She did the same as I had done to her, moving me forward over the jet, so my balls jiggled around in the jet stream and proceeded to jack me off. It was fantastic, I could feel her rubbing her hard nipples around on my back and it no time I felt the first jerks of an orgasm approach. I went to get up, but she would not let me and she increased her strokes on my prick and started licking my ear. Fuck that was the end of me; I came in a full body jerking orgasm, pumping spunk out into the spa.
“AAAAAAH FUUUUCK, this is meant to be for you, not me.” I moaned.
“I’m sure you can get me sorted, but let’s get out of here. I’m not too keen on all that stuff floating around me.”
“Right!” I said, as I jumped up and helped her out of the Spa. “It’s your turn now; I’m going to give you a massage. Trixie has said we can use the back massage room.”
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