The first four days of our vacation have been hot and lazy. The sun has been glaring down, but between our time on the beach and the pool we have not complained. Today however, we are looking for something to shake things up. We stroll to the other side of the resort, where we find a large building with a small brown sign that says "Hotel Spa" on the front. The building itself is plain, but when we walk inside, we are surprised at how modern, bright and welcoming it is. A young woman greets us at the reception desk and asks how she can help us. We ask if they have any spots available for a couples massage. Fortunately for us, they do. She asks us what type of massage we would like, 1. Therapeutic, 2. Sensual or 3. Erotic. This takes us back for a moment, but after some thought, you wink at me and ask for a sensual massage. "Absolutely" she replies, "You will love it".

We are led to a change room, where we are provided with robes and a spot to put our clothes. Once changed, we are led into a bright room with a large hot tub in it. The receptionist points out the chilled champagne and bowl of strawberries and pineapple for us to enjoy. We take our robes off and slowly get into the tub. We toast to a relaxing massage and the first two glasses go down much too quickly. I'm sitting beside the fruit, and you (purposely?) keep reaching over me to eat some strawberries. I'm sure you have noticed that I'm excited already. "Here" you say, "eat this pineapple...I'm told it helps with...taste". You've got a devil's smile. We kiss and as you reach across again, I hold you there to suck on your nipples for a while, which drives me crazy.

After about 15 minutes, there is a knock at the door. The receptionist tells us that they are ready for us. We put our robes back on and are led to a warm small room with two massage tables. Our masseuses are waiting there for us. Pablo is not as tall as me, but he is handsome, with dark black hair, olive skin, white smile and is clearly in good shape. He looks to be in his 30's, and with shorts and a tight t-shirt you can see his arms and chest muscles. Anna is curvy with long black hair. She is wearing a soft long skirt, and a tight t-shirt as well. Her breasts are large, and her hips are curved in a way that makes you expect she will start belly dancing at any moment.

They tell us to disrobe and lay facedown on the tables, and step out as we do. You are nervous but excited. When they return, we can't see anything but the occasional glimpse of their feet as they walk by. Pablo begins by warming up the coconut oil in his hands. He begins rubbing it into your skin on your back. Slowly you begin to relax as his fingers kneed all the important spots. He slides his hands up and down your back, and every so often as his hands hit the bottom of your back, they slightly pushed the towel covering your ass lower. You are sure it's accidental, and the room is warm, so you don't mind.

You can't see me, but you can hear from my rhythmic breathing that I'm relaxed as well. As Pablo starts to rub your calves, and it feels so good. The tension from walking up and down the beach the day before is starting to melt away. As before, when he reaches the top of your thigh, the towel gets pushed slightly. You can't really tell what is covered and what is not anymore, but you are so relaxed and his hands feel so strong that you aren't concerned.

You almost forgot that this was a sensual massage, but are quickly reminded when Pablo's fingers slide right under the towel and start kneading your ass. It feels amazing, he is hitting all of the spots that need attention, but with his hands between the towel and you body it feels...naughty. Slowly his motion changes from up and down to circles. This shifts your pelvis with each rocking motion, but you are enjoying the feeling. You are wondering how I am enjoying my massage...Anna is very beautiful and you know she is my type. You are sure I'm happy.

After working you up for a while, he continues up for your back, but this time rubbing his hands along the side of your body, slowly grazing the sides of your breasts. They are uncovered, and you wonder what will happen when you flip over. You hear me breath deeply...