IV

After Rick had finished up at the barn he came to the main building to check on business for the day. The evening clerk, Barbara was at the front desk and informed him everything had gone well for the evening. Siddiq and Rosita had graciously welcomed other guests to join them for dinner but his chef still prepared a few items for those that wanted an alternate meal.

Barbara skipped to the workers' fridge behind the counter and retrieved a covered plate of food for him then handed him a note from Tammy Rose. After Rick thanked her, he walked to his home and unfolded the paper to read it.

'Rick, I took Carl and Sophia home with me for a sleepover tonight. I will bring them back in the morning for my shift. Enjoy your night of freedom! - Tammy Rose'

Rick cackled at the woman's antics even though he did appreciate the break she'd given him. It gave him an idea, the masseuses were present today and he'd love a massage after the day of horseback riding. He gave them a call and they fortunately had a spot available for him. He jumped in the shower, washing the day off before he dressed in shorts and a t-shirt. He quickly ate the delicious meal that Siddiq had generously prepared, then grabbed his robe and stepped into his slippers. He rushed to the small spa room that was used when the therapists came. When he arrived there was an in session sign so he leaned his back against the wall and closed his eyes while he waited.

"Please tell me you don't administer the massages too."

Rick's eyes shot open at the sultry voice he now enjoyed and chuckled. "Uh no, we contract out."

Michonne wore the resorts white fluffy robe and slippers on her feet just like him and he reflected on how the color made her dark skin glow. He noticed that she took him in too with a smile playing at her lips. He could stand there gazing at her all night but he thought the moment warranted some light conversation.

"I take it you are getting a massage too."

"Even though I stretched this morning in yoga, my pelvis is aching. Some bodywork is right up my alley."

Rick felt the stirring in him from her use of words. "Yeah, it's been a while since I rode and my muscles are sore too." He watched the corner of her lips slightly raise as he teased her in return.

"I was lucky to get an available appointment since this was not tonight's plan, so I had to rush down."

"No, friends?" he looked around.

"No, they went to the campfire. So I'm rolling solo, how'd you get a spot?"

Rick chuckled. "I'm the owner."

"Yeah, I keep forgetting." she giggled.

The door suddenly opened interrupting them and a very relaxed looking couple came out followed by the masseuse who rocked a tapered haircut of her own.

"Hi, Rick."

"Hey Regina, this is Michonne." the two women smiled at each other.

"We were wondering since you two are our last appointments, if we could do them at the same time."

"Uh, I'm game but it's really up to Michonne."

"It's not a problem for me."

"Great, come on in." she escorted them into the room and they saw a man was setting up the tables with fresh sheets.

The room was dim and candles were the only source of lighting except for the moons glimmer through the thin curtains. Aromas of vanilla and caramel filled the air as they walked over to the tables. Whispers of nature sounds could just be made out in the background.

"I'm Regina and this is Paul." she introduced them to Michonne.

"But you can call me Jesus, it's up to you." the cute dirty blonde man walked over and Michonne smiled.

"Who do you feel comfortable with?" Jesus rubbed his hands together and Michonne stepped forward towards the masseur.

Rick grew anxious knowing the man would be touching Michonne's body even though he had no right to feel that way. He followed Regina over to the table she led him to, while Jesus placed a wooden accordion partition between them.

"You can both disrobe completely, place your clothes on the bench. Put a sheet behind you and climb on your table to lay on your front. We are going to get the oils warmed."

Rick was suddenly reluctant to get nude but he could see Michonne's head above the divider and she had quickly thrown off her articles and was already climbing on the table. So he threw caution to the wind and followed suit, trying not to think too hard about the fact that the woman he desired was naked so close to him.

"Is there any part you want us to work on specifically?" Regina removed the separator once Rick had laid down.

"Saddle." both Rick and Michonne stated then laughed looking at each other.

"We went horseback riding today." Michonne clarified.

"Okay, we know what to do. Just tell us if the pressure is comfortable."

Rick watched as Michonne placed her face in the hole of the headrest before he turned to do the same. Regina's warm slippery hands began working their way around his neck and shoulders. He closed his eyes trying to unwind but a moan could be heard coming from Michonne which made his eye shoot open.

"Mmm."

"Is this pressure okay?" Jesus asked.

"Yes." she sung and Rick's body involuntarily tensed.

"Rick, you are holding on to so much tension. I'm going to work your back a little harder." Regina informed him but his body couldn't relax once he heard that siren song calling to him.

"Hmm."

"What about this?" he could hear Michonne being asked.

"Uh huh."

Rick's neck and shoulders weren't the only thing stiffening on him. His groin was pressed into the cushioned table but his growing erection was making him want to squirm. Regina moved lower on him to his waist and pressed harder.

"Shit!" he didn't mean to cry out but it just happened.

"Good Rick, one more time." Regina cooed to him before pressing the same spot.

"Ohh."

Whatever she had just done had released the tension his body was holding making his body loosen. She continued to work her way down to his lower back dimples, making him groan.

Jesus still was working Michonne because he could still hear her low grunts and sighs that now accompanied his own. They had both given into the process and let the therapists work their magic on their fatigued bodies.

Rick swooned, releasing all the tension he'd held when he thought of the issues with the business. His mind cleared and he believed that everything would work itself out eventually. But for right now he'd enjoy Michonne's timbres, wishing he was the one making her emit them.

After Regina and Jesus were done they left them to wind down, while they packed up the few pieces of equipment they actually took with them. Most of the items remained there and Rick assured them he'd lock up. So they told them to relax until they felt ready to depart. Rick and Michonne each thanked them for their services but remained on their respective tables. The room was quiet now with the music turned off so they could hear the others breaths.

"I'm sorry about all my noises, that was just too good." Michonne whispered.

"You…don't have anything to be sorry about. I was the one cursing." they both chuckled.

"You were, but it's okay. We both needed a release so it seems."

They were now laying on their backs with the sheets covering them. Michonne looked over to see him eyeing her, his perusal was stoking a fire within her. She took a deep breath then held her sheet to her breasts and slowly sat up. Rick's eyes immediately dropped down her now exposed back, to the round curve of the top of her behind. She couldn't help that her heartbeat increased under his clouded scrutiny.

Rick could feel himself getting aroused again and he didn't want to make a tent so he sat up as well letting his sheet pool in his lap to hopefully conceal. He watched as Michonne's eyes inspected the profile of his broad chest, abs and muscular arm. He viewed her as she exhaled and pivoted so her feet now hung off the table. She still had a hand placed on the white sheet keeping her breasts hidden but he could just make out her pronounced nipples through the sheer material. Rick instinctively licked his lips then stood up grasping his sheet at his waist.

Michonne ogled his body as he held the fabric so it just covered his privates but displayed his sexy V lines. Most of his muscular legs were revealed to her as he stepped his bare feet closer. She parted her legs so that he could come to stand between them. Their chests rose, letting the other know they yearned for this. The room was shadowy but chocolate brown and cerulean blue eyes locked, giving way to a conversation that they didn't need words for.

Michonne removed her hand from her chest, letting the sheet fall in the small gap between them. Rick looked down to see her full globes with extra dark peaks rose and fell as she trembled. His mouth watered as his eyes continued down to the small patch of hair that was visible, hiding her from him.

But Rick was scarcely holding on to his control so he released his grip on the sheet in his hand. He relished the wanton look on her face when his long, thick veiny shaft bounced forward. Michonne gripped the table edge so hard she thought she'd break her nails. All of this waiting was killing her, yet turning her on to no end. She could feel the juices flowing from her, ready to lubricate his stiff cock.

Suddenly, Rick slightly bent, reaching his arms under her thighs so the backs of her knees rested on his forearms. The quickness of the move made her upper body fall back but she still held on to the table. He pulled her pussy closer to him so her ass hung off the edge of the table. Michonne could feel the strength in his arms which kept her from the fear of a fall so she hung her head back, over the side. Her feet floated in the air at his sides but she could feel his impressive dick pressing against her slick folds.

"Do you want me?"

The sound of Rick's husky voice made her sap flow more. "Yes."

"Tell me." he demanded.

"I want you." she whined.

"I don't believe you." his dick teased at her slit.

"Please Rick, fuck me."

It was then that he realized she had not called him by name this whole time. The sound of his name rolling off her tongue while she begged for his sex made him throb. He held her with one arm while he palmed his hardness sliding the head into her heat making her murmur. Michonne was tight but so wet for him so he pushed in more and more.

"Fuck."

"Shit."

They both cursed at the exquisite feeling, for her the fullness and for him the snugness. Rick held both of her thighs again and thrust in fully, pleased she could take all of him. The urge to feel that sensation over and over took control and he began to slam into her.

"Please."

"Please what?"

"Fuck me faster."

He was all too happy to oblige and sped up the pace. The sound of his pelvis crashing into her core was the new music in the room. The table legs scratched the tile floor with each impact but he didn't stop. Michonne let the table go in order to pinch her sensitive nipples making her back arch.

"I like that, keep playing with your nipples." he instructed her.

She'd managed to look up but was fighting to keep her eyes open to watch the ecstasy flow on his face as she followed his command. The massage was good but Rick's pounding was working out all her kinks. Her toes started to tingle then the feeling spread to her legs as they dangled. It was creeping up to her pussy causing her muscles to contract forcefully. She knew it was coming but didn't have time to prepare before the explosion racked her body. Nerve tingling chills attacked her body before she violently came.

"Rick!" she screamed as he kept at it.

Every insertion after made her yelp and Rick enjoyed that he could provide that for her. But her spasms were now pulling him to the brink. He observed her cream coating his dick and he pounded her a few more times. He remembered that he wore no condom and he didn't know if she used any other form of contraception. So even though he wanted to come inside her, he pulled out just before his hot cum jetting out. His creamy seed shot out onto her stomach.

"Fuck!" his body jerked as he continued to empty onto her taut skin.

He nearly stumbled back but fought to maintain his balance and hold on to her since she still teetered. Once he caught his breath, he opened his eyes and saw Michonne was fighting to do the same thing. He slowly lowered her legs to the floor making sure she was stable. He retrieved a tissue and came back to clean up the mess he'd made on her. He discarded it in the trash before he returned to her.

"You okay?"

"Yeah." she responded then began to gather her clothes.

He watched as she pulled her lounge shorts and tank top on before he got his shorts and stepped into them. "I'm okay."

"I know." she simpered at him which made him snicker before putting his t-shirt on.

They each put their robes and slippers on, Rick balled up the sheets putting them in the laundry basket. While Michonne blew out the candles then the pair headed to the door. They stepped out and silently made their way down the hall to the elevator bank. They each didn't quite know what to say to the other one so they just kept quiet. They came to a stop in front of the elevator that would take her back to her floor.

"Michonne-"

The ding of the elevator interrupted him and the doors slid open. Yumiko and Andrea stepped out looking relieved when they saw their friend.

"Where have you been?" they questioned Michonne.

But then they both seemed to just notice Rick stood there as well and they grinned. He nervously ran a hand through his tousled curls and Michonne's eyes widened. He wasn't sure whether she wanted her friends to know what had just occurred so he decided to cover for her.

"Umm, we just came from getting massages." he pointed over his shoulder as he stumbled over his words.

"Yeah." was all Michonne managed to contribute.

"Were they massive?" Yumiko cheekily asked which puzzled Rick but made Andrea giggle.

Michonne held back a grin and demurely turned to him. "Umm, thanks Rick. I had a great time with you today but we have some work to catch up on. See you tomorrow?"

"Yep, yes. Tomorrow."

She pressed the call button and the doors opened back up and she ushered her friends inside and followed. She turned to face Rick and locked eyes with him.

And he remembered something. "Does this mean you accept my apology?"

"I wouldn't say that." she impishly shook her head.

Yumiko pressed the button inside. Rick chuckled at Michonne's devilish smirk as the doors slide closed before he snorted.

He walked back to the employee area and into his office. He powered up his computer then pulled up the registrations and found the dates for Michonne's stay and he relaxed. After, he powered the computer back down, he exited swinging by Barbara to say goodnight then went to the entrance for his home.

He'd have to wait until tomorrow to speak to Michonne about what they had just done, but at least he knew he had more time with her since she was staying until Monday. Knowing that relieved him because he had to possess her amazingly responsive body again.