Seneca's POV

I sat on the massage table waiting for the blonde lady that brought me in here to return. She said I should strip down to nothing but panties, put on this fluffy white robe and then she'd be back.

I feel kinda awkward being completely naked. Well almost naked I guess. but this lacy thong I'm wearing really doesn't cover much.

I mean I know you lie facing down for the massage but i just feel exposed right now like when you're waiting for the doctor to come in for an exam.

Finally, after a few minutes of waiting the woman returned with what she called a 'a cooling cucumber mask.

"Alright, I'll turn away so you can remove your robe. Then if you could just lie facing down on the table with your face towards the circular cushion. Then just place that mask over your eyes and prepare to relax !"

I waited until I was sure that the lady was turned around before dropping my robe and practically leaping onto the table. I just couldn't wait to feel the security of the table against my now naked self.

Once on the table I reached for the cooling mask and placed it over my eyes. The cooling sensation against my eyes really helped to soothe my nerves. It was like it blocked out the whole world for me. I didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore -almost like well what I can't see -can't be awkward right ?

"Okay honey, now that you're all situated I'm just going to light some of this lavender incense to help you relax and I'll head out and get the masseuse."

"Wait, you're not the masseuse?"

I asked a, little curious as I didn't notice any other people in the whole place when I walked in.

"Oh no !, I'm just the assistant. I take calls and get the clients all set up. Then it's the masseuses turn."

"Okay that's fine, I just didn't notice anyone when I came in earlier."

She chuckled, "they must have been in the back room, Okay well I'm headed out. He will be in, in just a second.

As she shut the door, a small gust of lavender incense blew in my direction. For just a moment it helped me relax and I felt like my body sank a little further into the table.

My thoughts started to wander. And then suddenly it hit me. He. Uh oh. It IS a guy masseuse. Just what I wanted I guess.

I just hope I don't get too ugh, excited, I think is the word I'm looking for.

In a slight panic I pulled the cooling mask down and looked for a towel. Luckily, the lady must have set one right on the shelf beside my head.

I quickly grabbed it and threw it over my butt, making me feel at least a little less exposed.

Ok Seneca, you can do this. You deserve this.

You'll be fine. Just keep it cool. Just like this cooling mask. So I pulled the mask down over my eyes and relaxed back into the table.

Just as I settled in I heard the door creak open and the lavender scent hit me strong once again. It felt like the aroma was taking over, almost surrounding me.

I just laid there quietly, feeling kind of awkward. I mean what do you do at this point. Strike up a conversation while your face down with your eyes shut.

Nope I think I'll just keep the awkward silence going.

The next thing I knew I could hear a bottle squeeze above me and the warm liquid roll down my back.

Then his fingers reached forward and grazed just over the liquid. I jumped a bit at the contact because something about his hands felt strange.

"Sorry about that, I'm wearing these new massaging gloves. They have kind of a odd texture." He said in a muffled voice

"Oh that's ok, so do you have to like wear a mask or something?" Wondering why his voice sounded like that.

"Uh ......yes, the lavender incense they use in this place is always a little to strong." He said as he ran his hands down the full length of my back, spreading the massage oil.

"Mmmm" I let out a small groan of pleasure. I quickly stopped myself embarrassed that I let that slip out.

He must not have minded because His fingers started to kneed into my back muscles, his fingers worked in a circular type motion as he worked from my waist up to my shoulders.

He placed his fingers in front of my shoulders and used his thumbs to dig into the back of the muscles, rolling them.

His hands moved back and forth along my shoulders massaging all the right spots. He hit one spot in particular that's been a knot for a while now and I let out another light moan of appreciation.

"Well, I see someone must have a knot right there." As he continued to focus on just that spot.

I let out another groan of satisfaction as I felt the kink in the muscle release. I know it's just my shoulders but I can honestly feel the heat that's radiating off of me.

I'm not sure if it's the fever or the blush spreading over my body as I think about what's next to come for this massage.

From my shoulders he slides both of his hands down my sides an let's them land on my hips just above the towel.

"I see you have a towel on, are you against glute work during the massage."

I wanted to say no, I really did. I didn't like the vulnerability I felt when the towel was off. Nope not doing it. Modestly, morals......

Then it was like I felt my body come a flame. That heat from earlier this morning came back strong and my inner goddess took over and spoke for me.

"I mean are you good at glute work?"

"Oh I'm very good, at a lot of things."

I could practically see the smirk on his face.

His fingers caressed my skin lightly as he reached for the towel covering my last bit of dignity. I hated that he had these massage gloves on. I'm sure that it's for sanitary reasons but My body was craving to have skin to skin contact right now.

He gently pulled the towel off letting it slide across my skin slowly. My heart beat quickened as I anticipated being completely bare to this stranger.

"Wow....."

I blushed at his reaction - did he really just say that ?

"Hmmm I mean uh..... yes, we'll let's get back to that massage then"

He placed his hands back on my hips were he had stopped before the towel was so gracefully removed.

I could feel my muscles tense as his hands started kneeding lower and lower.

He made his way in a circular motion past my lace thong, and along my assssets, each time gliding his hands closer towards my thighs.

When his palms reached the back of my thighs he allowed his thumb to rest ever so close to my core, making me clench with anticipation.

That hott feeling was back, it was spreading through me like wildfire. My heart beat quickened and I could feel myself becoming wet at his actions.

Oh gosh, I hope he can't notice from that angle.

But secretly, I wanted him to notice and to do something about it.

His hands continued down my thighs, as I released the breath I hadn't realized I was holding in.

He worked his magic down the rest of my legs, massaging, as I wished so desperately that he would start working his way back up.

The heat in my body was still there and it felt like it was getting stronger. I wanted this stranger. I needed this stranger.

As if reading my thoughts, I felt his hands start to glide along the massage oils. Slowly, Up my legs, over my a**, along my sides, and eventually stopping with his right hand wrapped just slightly around the front of my neck.

Then he leaned down and I could feel his body press against my back as his breath fanned over the back of my neck.

Even with the cucumber mask on, facing away I could tell that his lips were hovering just behind my ear.

"Would you like to flip over on to your back and we can finish this massage properly, my sweet Seneca."