Malaking Suso Resort and Spa
By CNP
Commissioned by CJ
Day 2, Part 1: Morning Massage
“Miss Mary?” Baya called after briefly knocking on Meredith’s door. “Time to get up!”
Meredith groaned, then glanced over to see what time it was. There was no clock on the bedside table to tell her.
Despite yesterday’s massage, her body hurt. Figures. It always happened when she was on vacation.
Meredith rolled deeper under the covers and tried to ignore the second knock on her door. Surely she would take the hint.
A third knock.
Meredith covered her head with a pillow.
“I have special mix breakfast boba juice!” Baya said from the side of her bed, now. Apparently she had let herself in.
What sort of person did that? And what sort of resort didn’t let it’s clients sleep in?
“Go away!” Meredith tried not to yell as she turned her back toward the attendant.
“Oh! So sorry!”
Good. Maybe she’d go away and Meredith might get to sleep in for once.
“So sorry!” Baya said again. “Should have come sooner! But Baya let Mary sleep in. Almost too late! Time for morning massage! Almost too late!”
“Too late? What time is it?” Meredith asked, sitting up groggily. Her breasts felt sore. Her body ached. The thought of another massage was too good to pass up.
“Past eleven! You miss breakfast! But Baya get you special breakfast mix boba mix for you! Here! Drink!”
Meredith rubbed her eyes before taking the drink. It smelled fruity and sweet like the others. There was no straw this time, which was smart given the size of the chunks of fruit in the mixture. She recognized the taste of blueberry but the other flavors eluded her.
“Good Mary! You drink whole thing! You do good! Wow!” Baya said, setting the glass to the side.
The redhead couldn’t help but smile and giggled at the stupid compliment. Meredith couldn’t help but wonder if Baya talked that way to all her guests on purpose, or if that was just how she had learned English.
“You such good girl, Mary! Wow! Baya fix you another special drink you have after massage!”
The redhead scowled as the short Asian turned to lead her to the door. She wasn’t sure which was worse, being called a ‘good girl’ or being called ‘Mary’. At least it was better than the bastardization of it Baya had done while trying to pronounce all the syllables. Meredith just shook her head and stood to follow Baya to the masseur.
But Baya had stopped by the door. She was holding a fresh white robe for her.
Meredith had walked nearly all the way to her before she froze, realizing her situation. She’d slept in the nude and was walking as such in front of Baya.
With a gasp, Meredith covered her breasts with one arm and her privates with another.
Baya laughed.
“Is okay, Miss Mary! Not the first time Baya has seen guest like this. Is resort. Is okay! And you do good last night, too, Miss Mary! Straight to bed! Good! Come! Put on robe and you go to special morning massage!”
The math wasn’t hard. It would be quicker to run to Baya and don the robe than to turn back and try and find her clothes. Meredith was already embarrassed, knowingly walking nude toward Baya for the robe would make her any more so.
Scowling, and still covering herself, Meredith made the last few steps toward Baya then offered and arm turned her back to her.
Baya slid the robe over her shoulders. Meredith hoped the attendant could feel the mental daggers she was shooting her way. She was starting to mull over the prospect of at least putting on a bra and panties lest she be left with nothing but again.
Before Meredith could give it a second thought, Baya had opened the door and was pulling her out into the sunshine.
Meredith stumbled along. Still not quite awake, blinded by the sun, and doing her best to tie her robe as Baya led her along.
“Okay, Miss Mary, this the day plan. Remember, you get total package! Anything extra you want: you get? Okay?” The buxom dark haired woman turned to make sure she was listening.
Still squinting, Meredith nodded her head.
“Okay! First special massage! Baya get you another special drink after massage! Then lunch. Then salon. Then pool. Then evening massage. Then night pool! Then milk bath! Sound good! Yes? Okay here is massage room! Baya be back soon with another drink!”
Her eyes had just adjusted to the sunlight by the time Baya had left her in the darker room. As usual, Baya had left before Meredith had responded, not that she would have listened to her anyway. Meredith wasn’t certain if it was on account of the spa’s peculiar rules or if the fault lay with Baya.
A grin crossed her lips. It didn’t matter. She’d take it up with Chris when he picked her up. That’d show him. Trying to… What was he trying to do? She knew it was something...
The faint familiar scent of citrus filled the air and it made it hard for her to focus. It was such a relaxing smell. And that massage had felt so good…
Licking her lips, Meredith let a stray thought pass by as she remembered her masseur. How he had made her feel. How she thought he was going to take advantage of her.
Then he hadn’t.
She bit her lip with a frown. Then took in the room. It looked like the same one as yesterday. Blue on one side, orange on the other. A small changing curtain with a fluffy white towel nearby.
There was already a fresh towel over the massage table.
Fuck it.
Meredith took off her robe and grabbed the provided towel. She then lay face down on the table. Naked. It felt so good to lie there naked. She almost let the towel drop from her hands, but she fought the urge and threw it over her own rump instead.
She hadn’t lost all sense of decency. Even if she did feel more comfortable today.
Meredith took a deep breath. Her sense of decency was still nagging at her, but her thoughts were running idle.
She hoped it would be the same masseur as yesterday. Maybe if she pulled the towel down just a little.
The door opened. Meredith shivered with excitement despite herself.
She heard a bag get set down then the sound of a bottle being uncapped.
The aroma of citrus became stronger.
Meredith could hardly wait for the strong oiled hands to hit her skin.
A happy groan escaped her lips as warm hands pressed into the flesh between her neck and shoulders.
Though the touch was just as exquisite, it felt different from yesterday. The pressure more acute at the fingertips. The fingers themselves more slender.
Curiosity begged her to turn her head. At least to open her eyes and glance through the face portal to see the person’s feet. But it just felt so good to lay on her chest with her eyes closed. At the person’s touch Meredith felt most her body, and a growing part of her mind, just say ‘do me!’
Still, she wanted to know.
“Mmm… You’re not the person I had yesterday.” Meredith stated slowly. It was hard to talk with her face down. It was hard to do anything when she felt so relaxed.
“No. Matthew only does evening massage, Miss Mary.” An alto voice answered. “I’m Nicole.”
“Mmm…” was all Meredith could do to answer. A sliver of her wanted to protest. Nicole had gotten her name wrong, like Baya. And Meredith didn’t like being massaged by other women. At least… Well, maybe a masseuse instead of a masseur wasn’t so bad.
And the way Nicole was touching her…
A part of her body still felt cramped as it had when she woke up. But now the ache lay mostly in her breasts as Nicole worked her way down her from her shoulders.
Warm oil dripped onto Meredith’s back soon followed by Nicole’s slender hands.
They worked their way up from the small of Meredith’s back to her shoulders again. Then they kneaded their way back down her sides. Even rubbing a bit against the side of her breasts.
Matthew hadn’t done that yesterday. Meredith would have slapped him if he had… Maybe not…
Meredith could feel herself falling asleep under the masseuse. It felt so good to just lay there and be rubbed.
Nicole started to work on Meredith’s calves and bare feet. It felt so nice to feel the oil rubbed through her toes!
Slowly, Nicole worked her way back up Meredith calves and to her thighs.
Had it not been for yesterday’s experience, Meredith might have protested as Nicole removed the towel and began to work on her butt.
As much as she wanted to fight it, thoughts of yesterday began to invade her head. Feeling Matthew’s hands on her… It felt good to place a name to him, rather than just ‘the masseur’.
And Nicole had such strong hands, just like Matthew…
Meredith felt her breath quicken. She didn’t like feeling this way under a woman’s touch.
“Okay, time to roll over.”
Meredith opened her eyes and did as she was told. Taking advantage of the order as escape from thinking about what her body was saying. Only after she was on her back did she realize that she was naked in front of the masseuse.
An arm went to cover her breasts. They felt more swollen now than before and ached.
Her other hand went to cover her sex. It was warm and wet. Both from the oil and… Meredith wiggled her fingers.
It was the oil! They were wet from the oil! She let loose a sigh of relief.
Nicole smiled and grabbed the towel from the floor. She then politely covered Meredith’s waist with it. Then she turned away to get more oil and began to work again on Meredith’s feet.
Meredith was able to once more relax into her touch. It felt so good to be rubbed. Even if it was by a woman.
Nicole had long blond hair that was held together in a bun. Like Matthew yesterday, she was wearing white shorts and a white top. From the way she leaned over working on Meredith’s legs it was clear that Nicole was braless underneath the cami. And like all the other female employees of the resort, it seemed, Nicole was quite busty as well.
And beautiful. Meredith could barely spot a blemish on her.
At least if she was going to be rubbed by a woman, it was a pretty one. Meredith chided herself at the thought as she continued to ogle Nicole.
The masseuse must have noticed. She looked at Meredith with brown eyes and smiled before going back to work on her calves.
Meredith blushed at being caught. She then closed her eyes so as not to get caught again.
Nicole stopped for a moment. Meredith peaked just to see what she stopped for. She watched Nicole oil up her hands again. Then her eyes caught Nicole’s nipples poking through her cami.
She didn’t like the idea of the other woman being aroused while she massaged her.
Then Meredith noticed her own nipples. Her body had once again betrayed her. Her own nipples were strained erect toward the ceiling.
Nicole then began to work on Meredith’s abdomen. Her eyes never straying from her hands target.
Meredith wanted to be mad. But the woman was just doing her job. And her hands felt so good! Especially with the way she’d previously been cramping. Somehow Nicole’s touch made that ache just disappear.
Only as the blond made her way up Meredith’s abdomen did she remember that she was topless in front of the woman. How had she not noticed such a thing when she’d seen her nipples with high beams on?
It was only know that she was thinking about it that Meredith remembered how sore they’d felt when she was on her belly. Given what Nicole’s touch had done to her cramps, part of her wished that Nicole would work her magic there if she could.
But Nicole politely worked around them and massaged above her chest. Not that there was much to work around. Especially not compared to the bounty that Nicole sported.
Her nipples were starting to throb. They’d never done that before. Meredith wasn’t sure if it was out of bizarre excitement or just a focus of the pain from her breasts.
She swallowed. Almost ready to submit and ask Nicole to rub the pain away.
Fortunately, Nicole’s hands found their way to her breasts on their own.
Meredith could scarcely believe herself for thinking such a thing. She might still have protested if the other woman’s touch hadn’t so wondrously relieved all the pain. As good as it felt to have her but massaged, it was nothing compared to having her breasts rubbed.
Her mind tried to do gymnastics to tell her otherwise, but as the day before, her body won her over. It didn’t matter that it was a woman who was rubbing her in a place that she previously felt she shouldn’t be rubbed.
The masseuse’s touch was enough to outweigh any sense of modesty that Meredith might have been intent on maintaining.
It felt great having her breasts massaged!
They, like the rest of her body, had relaxed into the state where Meredith could almost hear it say ‘do me!’
Her breasts felt so good! They felt so much lighter in the other woman’s hands!
Funny, Meredith had never thought of them as heavy before.
Then Nicole started squeezing them.
Meredith squirmed as she did so. Each squeeze sent a pulse straight down to between her legs.
She knew the towel was wet. She was wet. Not from the oil.
From cum.
She was cumming!
Nicole was making her cum!
Just by squeezing her breasts!
Squeeze.
Cum.
Meredith’s pussy was being milked through her tits!
Squeeze.
Cum.
No! Another woman shouldn’t be making her do this
Squeeze.
Cum.
There was a knock on the door.
Nicole stopped.
Meredith’s whole world was spinning. She was breathless. She’d never cum like that. Ever. Or so much. Or so helplessly...
If there hadn’t been that knock on the door…
Nicole was next to her now, looking her in the eye. “Matthew will join us for the evening massage.” She said, then gave her a quick peck on the cheek.
Squeeze.