It was finally here, a day of rest and relaxation my body and mind desperately needed.

I was most looking forward to the 90 minute full body massage. The woman's touch instantly relaxed me, her hands melting into my skin, kneading away my knots and tension. The relaxing music soothed my mind and I soon found my thoughts meandering to a new place.

The tension I felt was still there, but it was transformed into a new kind. The touch of this stranger’s hands on my naked body, oily, hot and firm. The sights of people in the spa, men and women, all different shapes and sizes, all semi naked, hot and sweaty. My mind was drifting and my body was reacting.

The tension was now between my legs. Face still hidden in the hole in the massage table, I smirked and wriggled slightly, amused at my gentle awakening, yet feeling a sense of frustration growing inside me.

The woman spoke gently, interrupting my thoughts. It was time to turn over. She held up the towel and looked away as I turned over and got comfortable on my back. I wondered what kind of thoughts she had throughout her day. Whether it was mundane to her or if there were certain men or women that she enjoyed helping release some tension.

Then I really got lost in the moment. She massaged my scalp gently with her fingernails. Tingles started from my head and slowly descended throughout my body. I was in heaven.

She caressed my head and I melted into the bed. I felt incredibly relaxed, yet that tension was building somewhere else. I could feel it. I knew exactly the spot where it resided.

I swallowed as I continued to enjoy the head massage, before hearing her voice once more. Unfortunately the massage was over.

Thanking her profusely I left and decided to head straight to the jacuzzi for more relaxation.

I slipped off my robe and took delicate steps into the hot, bubbly water. Sitting next to the jets, I relaxed into the water and watched the swimmers in the pool floating by.

Wanting more relaxation I positioned myself looking outwards onto the pool, straight onto the jets. I took a small intake of breath. The bubbles were hitting the spot. The source of my tension. A small smile hit my face as I remained in position.

I looked around at the people in the pool seemingly unaware of my activity. I froze as I caught the eye of a lifeguard directly in my line of sight. He was younger, but very attractive. He was staring straight at me. I didn't move. The bubbles worked their magic.

Gently, I rotated my hips up and down, guiding my clit along the jet. It felt damn good. I held onto the side for extra grip and thrust my hips closer. I looked over again. He was still staring. I bit my lip, feeling the tension building, thinking about how wet I was, wishing I could reach into my bikini bottoms to feel. He shifted in his chair slightly, but did not break eye contact.

I held still, positioning myself so the powerful jet pounded my clit. I was getting close. I exhaled gently as I felt my orgasm building, I stared back at the hot lifeguard as I climaxed, closing my eyes and squirming slightly as I came.

I opened my eyes. He looked away. I smiled to myself as I sunk deeper into the water.

My tension had finally gone, for now…