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Chapter 4

Once arriving at their destination, Rose sent everyone through six separate doors, deliberately requesting that Danny and Lindsay go through the two leftmost doors. Lindsay smiled at Danny before pushing the door open. On the other side was … Danny. Their doors led to the same room.

Lindsay smiled, realizing why Rose insisted she and Danny use those two doors specifically. She inhaled deeply, taking in the sweet scents of incense, essential oils, and lotions. Two white tables lay in the centre of the room a few feet apart…

"Oh, massages!" she said, picking up a piece of paper on one of the tables and reading it aloud.

Good Afternoon!

Today you will be experiencing an invigorating, full body, deep-tissue massage from our licensed therapists.

Please remove your clothing and lie face down on the tables, with your head situated over the face ring. A warming blanket is provided for comfort if you wish to use it.

We will be with you shortly!

Sincerely,

Kendra and Suzanne

Kuson Resort's Certified Massage Therapists

"I've never gotten a professional massage before," commented Lindsay, turning away from Danny. "This should be fantastic!"

Danny watched as she pulled her top off over her head and wiggle her jeans down over her hips. He gulped and fumbled with the buttons of his shirt. He loved the solitude and atmosphere of the resort, but this … this was simply torture.

"Everything okay, Messer?" giggled Lindsay over her shoulder, noticing the trouble he was having.

"Fine, fine," he said quickly. His breath caught in his throat when Lindsay walked up to him in only her undergarments. She finished unbuttoning his shirt and lifted his tank over his head. She paused for a moment and ran her hands up his chest seductively.

She cleared her throat. "You know this is pathetic," she teased, "you're so turned on you can't even undress yourself."

Danny blushed. "Yeah well, look who's doing this to me" he stuttered in an attempt to defend himself. "You don't look too in-control yourself, Missy." He watched her eyes roam over his body as he slid his jeans off his waist. "Like what you see?"

She swallowed hard. "I don't know what you're talking about," she tried to recover, prying her eyes away from the sexy curves of his muscles. She hopped up onto her table, her back towards Danny, and removed her bra and underwear before covering herself with the blanket.

Watching her play him like this was nearly too much for Danny. He quickly slipped out of his boxers and lay on the table, grasping for the blanket to conceal himself once again. He chanced a glance at Lindsay – she was already lying down, the blanket covering only her bottom half. His eyes traveled over her ivory-smooth bare back, which curved up where the blanket met her hips. She was turning him on without even trying.

Hearing the soft click on the door handle, he immediately placed his face in the table's hole, blocking his view of anything but the square foot of floor beneath him. Perhaps this way, he could finally get some relaxation.

The masseuses introduced themselves before getting started. The soft sounds of a babbling brook filled the room, courtesy of a white-noise machine attached to the speaker system. Danny closed his eyes as the masseuse rubbed oil over his shoulders and down the middle of his back, gently working his muscles. He breathed deeply as he felt her fingertips work through his kinks, from his neck all the way down to his tailbone, then back up his sides and down his arms. He let himself get lost in her touch, her finger movements and application of pressure so perfect. He was completely at peace, his mind was completely clear until –

"Mmmm," came Lindsay's soft moan of pleasure beside him.

Danny's eyes snapped open. Oh god, he thought as she moaned again. Oh no, oh no, this could get really embarrassing. If she keeps making those sounds, and we have to get up while the masseuses are still here…

"Ohhh," Lindsay gasped softly as her masseuse kneaded her shoulders. "Yes, there. Right there. A little harder."

Danny closed his eyes again, trying desperately to conjure up an image that would calm his raging libido. Hammerback naked, Hammerback naked he repeated to himself.

"Mmm, that was fantastic," he heard Lindsay say at last. The rustling of sheet from her bed signaled that she was getting up. And that meant that he had to get up.

He propped himself up on his arms, remaining lying down. "Yes, just great," he managed to cough out.

"We are glad you enjoyed it," the masseuse named Suzanne replied sweetly. "Whenever you are ready, please put on these robes and head through those doors where we will receive you for your next appointment."

The masseuses handed them each a robe, then disappeared through the doors. Lindsay hopped off the table and wrapped her robe around herself.

"Where are you going so fast?" Danny asked as Lindsay walked towards the door.

"Not coming?" she questioned.

Danny snorted. "I kind of need a minute here. You know those sounds you were making – absolutely driving me nuts that whole time. Couldn't even enjoy my massage."

Lindsay walked over to him and placed a quick kiss on his lips. He could feel her breath on his face as she spoke.

"When I get even, I go all out."

As soon as Lindsay walked into the next room, she knew exactly what was in store for them. Six large chairs sat in a large circle, lined with black, leather seats and back pads. At their bases, jets moved the water around, creating suds and keeping it steamy warm. Stella and Hawkes already occupied two of the chairs. They both smiled as Danny and Lindsay walked in.

"There's no way I'm getting a pedicure," said Danny quickly as he tried to retreat the way he entered.

"Oh no you don't," laughed Lindsay, grabbing his hand to stop him.

"Danny, Stella practically dragged me up here, so if I'm going down, you're coming with me," added Hawkes, shooting a playful glare in Stella's direction.

Lindsay turned to face Danny. "Come on, it'll be fun," she smiled. She pulled him a bit closer and got up on her toes to whisper in his ear. "I promise I'll make it worth your while," she breathed. She grinned seductively as she stepped back and climbed into the chair beside Hawkes. She pulled her robe up a bit as she dipped her feet into the water, flashing just enough leg at Danny to make him salivate.

Danny rubbed the back of his neck and smiled awkwardly. Part of him wanted to run and run… but a very frustrated part of him definitely wanted to see what exactly Lindsay had in mind – God, that woman could tease him. He loved it and hated it all at the same time.

Sighing heavily, he assumed the seat beside Lindsay and let his feet dangle in the bubbling water.

"You had best not be lying," he said, loud enough so that only she could hear. Lindsay smiled and reached over to take his hand in hers. Danny looked up at her – only she could make him do something like this. And he wouldn't have it any other way.

His thoughts were soon interrupted. "There's no way," came Flack's voice from behind him. "There's just no way."

"Not you too," said Stella, exasperated. "We've already had to drag these two here, so don't think we won't do the same to you. We're not even going to give you a chance to argue – if you don't get over here, I'm going to spend the next year calling you both little girls – and don't think I won't tell the whole lab about it either."

"Stella, you can't—"

"Flack, get your ass over here now," commanded Stella, trying to stifle a laugh.

"Yeah, go ahead," said Mac, who had just come from his room.

"After you," gestured Flack.

"No, no, I insist," returned Mac. "Ladies first."

Flack glared at Mac, but could only hold a straight face for two seconds before bursting out laughing and climbing in to the chair beside Danny. Mac assumed the sixth remaining chair.

"Great, you're all ready to go!" came a voice from the doorway.

"We'll be giving you all pedicures this afternoon. Just sit back, relax, and let us do the rest!"

Lindsay looked over at Danny and had to stifle a laugh. The look on his face was priceless. He gulped as Suzanne sat on a stool in front of him and pulled one of his feet out of the water.

A very small woman settled herself in front of Lindsay. Julie was the name on her nametag. She dried off one of Lindsay's feet, but Lindsay wasn't paying any attention to her; she was too amused watching Danny. She bit her lip to keep from laughing as Suzanne swapped her normal nail clippers for a bigger set. Lindsay squeezed Danny's hand as his face turned a slight shade of pink.

"This is the weirdest thing I've ever done," said Flack, looking completely perplexed as the woman in front of him used a pumice stone to remove the excess skin from his feet.

Stella laughed beside him, her eyes closed. "I think it's great," she commented, "I love getting this stuff done, makes me feel so relaxed."

The men exchanged questionable looks; Lindsay just rolled her eyes and enjoyed the pumice stone Julie was using on her.

"The only thing weirder than this is a Robospanker," chimed in Hawkes, grinning as he spoke. They all burst out laughing, remembering that very odd day.

Julie handed Lindsay a basket with what seemed like a hundred different polishes in it. "Pick a colour," Julie told her.

Lindsay began to sift through the colours, admiring the various shades of pinks, reds, and purples. Feeling Danny's eyes on her, she looked over at him. He looked petrified.

"Relax," she mocked, "it's not like you have to put on polish. Although," she pulled a hot pink bottle out of the basket, "this shade would look absolutely stunning against your skin. Don't you think so Stella?"

"Oh absolutely," she said, nodding her head. "That's bang-on for Daniella over there."

"Hey now," said Danny, pointing a finger at the two women. "Be nice."

"Who, me?!" said Lindsay, putting on her most innocent-looking face.

"Yeah, real sweet," laughed Danny.

Lindsay eventually settled on a deep maroon, while Stella opted for a vibrant red. Lindsay moaned lightly as Julie massaged her calf muscles. Danny had since taken her hand again; she squeezed it lightly as she enjoyed the further pampering. She opened one eye to peek at Danny – he too had his eyes closed while Suzanne massaged his legs in a similar fashion. In fact, the whole team had gone from chatty to silent, as they all enjoyed the treatment they were receiving.

A soft sanding noise caught Lindsay's attention.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?!" gasped Danny next to her. Suzanne had been using a nail buffer on his toenails; across the circle, Flack had done the same as Danny when his pedicurist pulled out her buffer.

"It's okay Mr. Messer," said Suzanne, trying not to laugh. "It's just a nail buffer, it's not polish, you won't have feminine nails, I promise."

Danny reluctantly put his foot back down on the resting pad, flinching slightly as Suzanne passed the buffer over his toes. Turning her attention to her own feet, Lindsay watched as Julie applied the polish. After two coats, Julie used white polish to create a small white flower in the corner of her big toenail, finishing it off with a small pink jewel in the middle. Lindsay wiggled her toes and smiled – her toes looked great.

"Very cute," said Danny, squeezing her hand and smiling.

"And look at your feet," said Lindsay, pointing with her nose. "At least you don't look like a caveman anymore," she joked.

Danny rolled his eyes, but didn't deny her statement either. He instead fiddled with the waistband on his robe, pretending to be very occupied with it.

The six climbed out of their chairs, Stella and Lindsay more carefully as to not ruin their polish.

Suzanne smiled at the group. "I hope you all had a great afternoon," she said. "Rose will be by shortly to bring you back to the cottage for the rest of your day. I'm sure I'll see you again this weekend, but if not, have a great stay at Kuson's!"

"Thanks very much," came the general response from the group.

As Suzanne and the other five women exited, Flack, Hawkes, and Mac chatted amongst themselves, while Stella leaned against one of the chairs and admired her toes. Danny turned to Lindsay and spoke loud enough so only she could hear. "You had better be paying up, Miss Monroe."

"Ah, don't you worry, I always pay my debts," she said smoothly, running one smooth foot up Danny's leg. He promptly placed both his hands on her shoulders, pushing her away slightly. "Now, now, play nice."

Lindsay flashed him a playful grin and took his hand in hers as Rose entered, ready to whisk them away.