Cee Cee and I were really excited about the whole massage treatment for this afternoon. We had decided to pack our jogging clothes and change at school, before heading over to the salon.
It was around 3:20pm when we had walked through the door and a woman, who looked in her mid 30's, smiled at us from behind the counter.
"You must be Suze and Cee Cee, right?"
We nodded.
Then Brett stepped outfrom the back room.
"Suze, hello! And Cee Cee, nice to meet you"
He smiled shaking her hand. Then he gave me a hug.
"Right this way, ladies"
He smiled, leading us towards the back room.
Two beds were set up and an older lady was in there, getting towels prepared.
I gathered thatshe was Cee Cee's massager.
Cee Ceedidn't seem to mind about not having a hot guy though, I thinkshe was just excited to be pampered.
Brett left the room to get the massaging oils from the storeroom and the lady instructed us to go behind this curtain, take our shirts off and wrap this small towel around our chest.
Cee Cee went first, while I tied my hair up into a bun.
Brett had stepped back into the room putting the bottles of oils onto a table between both beds. He ran one hand across my back as he passed me.
"You don't have to wait for her, take your gear off here if you like" He smiled cheekily.
"Yeah, nice try!"
I kind of laughed; whacking the towel on his chest as Cee Cee had stepped out from behind the curtain.
When I came out, Cee Cee's treatment had already just begun as the lady rubbed oil gently onto her back. Brett was standing in between the beds, facing mine as he poured the oil into a small bowl.
As I got onto the bed, lying down on my stomach, I unwrapped the small towel, which was covering my chest and moved it away from my back.
I felt that Brett was watching me as I was doing this. It was all a little weird, you know, lying here face down with my top off, wearing my tights and having this hot guy look down at you.
I think that I should've worn slacks I thought as I looked over at Cee Cee's.
Ok, what was Brett waiting for? Was he gonna stand around all afternoon staring at me, or is he gonna actually start massaging me sometime soon.
Then I felt Brett's fingers gently touch the waistline of my tights.
Oh shit, I panicked, I had decided to wear a G-string today, because of the tights… and it must have risen up above my waistline as I had gotten onto the bed…
That's what you get when you are too busy concentrating on holding up the towel around the chest I guess. I closed my eyes and cringed as he tucked it back under, bent down and whispered
"Nice…red's my favourite colour" in my ear.
Apart from that embarrassing moment, the rest of the session went really, really well. Every inch of my back, shoulders and neck were covered with beautiful smelling oils, which was rubbed in by the hands of the 'massage king' himself.
I had lost a sense of where I was a few times, as his hands would sometimes wander down the sides of my waist, creeping underneath my body, stopping just beneath the curves of my breasts.
It was absolutely fantastic. Apart form the fact that I had to contain my sounds of pleasure, as I had my best friend and an old lady on the other side of Brett and I.
After Cee Cee and I had gotten dressed, Brett said that was the end of his shift and he offered to drive us both home. Cee Cee had gotten in the back, while I jumped in the passenger's side.
"Do you always help out when you have free periods?"
Cee Cee asked.
He hesitated a little then said.
"Oh, well only really on Mondays and Thursdays… that's when I get double frees in the afternoons"
Cee Cee gave directions on where to drop her off, and then he headed for my place.
Only, at least he had started to, then he turned down another road.
"Um, Brett… We were meant to continue down that road…" I said a little concerned, looking back at the road that we should have stayed on.
"I want to show you my place" He said quickly looking over at me and smiled.
He pulled up outside a nice looking two-storey house, which had a white picket fence and a pebbly driveway, with a path that led to the front door.
As he had gotten out of the car to come around and helpcarry my bag, I hesitated on getting out, and sat there.
"Come inside, and have a drink, Suze" He said, waiting for me to get out.
"Are you sure, I don't want to disturb your mother or anything".
"Disturb my mother? She just sits upstairs watching those TV Soaps all day… She never knows when I'm home!"
He then gave me a huge grin.
Ok, so maybe I should have told him, no, and that I really had to go home… But, I couldn't resist… He was so gorgeous, and he only offered me a drink, right…. Wrong!
He led me through the lounge room, which was very clean and had a new smell to it. I followed him into the kitchen, where he walked over to open the curtains.
"We've got Pepsi, in the fridge there, Suze. Help yourself"
He stood around the other side of the kitchen bench as I opened up the fridge and pulled two cans of Pepsi out. I turned around to face him and he was smiling at me, looking me up and down… which made me a little uncomfortable.
"Here you go" I passed him one of the cans, hoping it would take his eyes off me.
"Suze, I've been wanting to tell you that your whole jogging outfit looks great on you"
He said cracking open his can and taking a drink.
"Yeah? Cee Cee and I have kinda taken it up…you know, to get fit"
He put his can of Pepsi down on the bench and walked around to my side.
"But your body is perfect, just the way it is…"
I drank some of my Pepsi, you know, trying to stay calm and collected. He came up, took it from my hand, put it on the bench next to his, and moved his hands to my hips.
My hands moved up to his chest, trying to keep a little space between us, but he had slowly cornered me against the edge of the bench.
Then all of a sudden he applied pressure to my waist and lifted me up, sitting me onto the kitchen bench, which now made me a little taller than he was.
He ran his hands up and down my thighs, with his body pressed up against the bench. I couldn't help myself, whenever I was with Brett; I lost all of my senses... all of reality.
As I looked into his bright blue eyes, I wrapped my arms around, over his shoulders. Then he slowly moved in as if he were going to kiss me, and stopped his face, right in front of mine.
He ran his hands around the waistline of my tights, until they reached behind me.
"Just checking to see if your red, underwear had risen up again, because…"
And then his lips were right in front of mine.
"… Something of mine has had similar ideas"
This snapped me back to reality as my mind replayed back what he'd just said.
"Brett, I really have to go!" I started to push him.
But he had a firm grasp on my body and he gently kissed my lips, pulling my upper body really tight into his.
He moved his hands up and pulled the hair tie out of my hair, and let it fall down over my shoulders. With his hands, he pushed my hair out of the way, rubbing across my chest as he gathered it in his hands.
Then his lips moved down my neck, kissing me, sending shivers down my spine.
With all of my strength, I pushed him and jumped off the bench, landing right in front of his body… with him now taller than me again.
"What's the matter?" Brett asked a little annoyed.
"I, um, think you should leave me alone... This isn't right"
He must have thought I was joking or something, because he gave a little laugh and leaned in to kiss me again.
"Brett!"
I ducked under his arm and out into the lounge room grabbing my backpack. Brett, who had ran to catch up had stood in front of me, looking desperate for me to stay.
"Whoa, Suze, calm down will ya" He said, rubbing my shoulders.
"Brett, please, I just want to go home…"
"I'm glad you had a great experience with me this afternoon, Suze"
He said giving my waist yet another rub.
"It just keeps getting better, doesn't it?" He smiled one of his cheeky grins.
Just then we heard a car drive up the pebbly driveway and turn off the ignition.
"Oh Shit!"
Brett yelled, turned around and ran over to the curtain to see who it was.
He looked back at me with a panicked look on his face.
"What's going on, who's…"
I tried to ask, feeling a little nervous. But he interrupted me quickly.
"Wait here Suze! I'll be back in a minute… Just stay there, look around or something"
He opened the front door and shut it quickly behind him.
I curiously walked over to the curtains, where Brett had been freaking out, and pulled them slowly back.
A beautiful blonde girl, who looked about 20, had run up the front path and jump into Brett's arms.
"Brett, I missed you so much! She kissed him.
"Look, Tania, this is really not a good time to come round!" He said softly, but firmly.
"Why? Are you entertaining someone…" She said in a babyish voice. "Without me?"
OMG. That sick bastard! I felt like my head was going to explode from anger. I stormed out of the front door, slammed it shut, and continued my storming walk over to where they were standing.
They had both turned around. Tania was looking me up and down. "She's a little young, Brett. I thought you were into experience?"
Before he even had a chance to open his mouth.
WHAM!
I slapped him as hard as I could across his face and punched him in the stomach.
Tania screamed like a child and ran in her high heels behind her car, ducking for safety.
"Who the Hell do you think you are!"
I screamed at Brett, as he doubled over, holding one hand on the cheek I had just slapped and one on his stomach.
"You're sick Brett, Sick!
"Suze, you don't… understand, I"
"Save it you moron, I don't give a shit!" I said turning to leave.
"Wait, at least let me give you a ride home!" He yelled after me.
What the hell was he saying? Was he insane? I stopped on the lawn, tears streaming from my face, and turned to face him.
"Yeah, you'd like that you bloody bastard, wouldn't you!" I screamed.
"Suze, C'mon, I won't hurt you… I want to love you!" He said, helplessly walking towards me.
"F##k you Brett! I never want to see you again… Ever!"
With that I turned and ran down the street, only looking over my shoulder once to make sure that he wasn't following me.