(Part One)
For Mother’s Day Freya had bought a three day, all-inclusive spa break for her mum, plus one, at the Dancingdean Spa Hotel.
Because she knew her mum would never go to a place like that on her own.
But her mum insisted she wanted to go with Freya, so they could spend some quality time together doing girls stuff.
Well that wasn’t the kind of thing Freya had in mind, it wasn’t her kind of thing at all.
The new Freya wasn’t the rest and relaxation detox kind of girl.
She was more of a burning the candle at both ends toxing her socks off kind of girl.
So it was with some trepidation that she agreed to accompany her mum.
In order to get the best possible deal she had booked a midweek mini break, she was a nurse after all, so money didn’t grow on trees.
Pale skinned, strawberry blonde, Freya was five foot nothing and whippet thin and her mother was just an older version of her daughter.
When they arrived Freya was not in the best of spirits.
To her mind there were much more enjoyable ways of spending her days off than babysitting her mother.
As much as she loved her she wasn’t exactly the type of company she was interested in.
But she resolved to make the best of it and try to get her monies worth.
They were greeted in reception by a very attractive specimen of a man and her spirits rose.
He was over six feet tall, lean and muscular, very good looking and well groomed, he was manicured and pedicured, toned, tanned and smelt like a perfume counter.
Naturally Freya marked him down as gay.
"Good morning ladies" he said with the faintest hint of a French accent.
"Good morning" they replied
"We have a booking in the name of St David" Freya said
"Ah the St David sisters" he said
"You know very well we're not sisters you cheeky boy" Mrs St David said in a style something akin to a Carry on movie.
"You're not sisters?" he asked feigning surprise
"Mother and daughter" she said
"And which one are you Mademoiselle” he said and kissed her hand
"Cheeky" she said and blushed
Freya didn’t contribute to the converse but continued her appraisal of the man and concluded what a waste it was for him to play for the other side.
When the Oscar Wilde capers were over and done with they managed to get themselves checked in and it was while her mum was signing in that Freya caught him at the back doing some appraising of his own, of her and her mother,
"When you have settled into your room I will give you a tour of the facilities" he said "Shall we say on the terrace in 30 minutes?"
"That will be fine" Freya said
“Of course with your lovely pale skin you two will need to stay in the shadows” He said.
Freya smiled and her mum blushed at the compliment.
According to his name badge his name was Claude and he was very handsome and she thought things might well be looking up.
“You can check my skin anytime” Freya said
“I’ll bare that in mind” he said
“You’re a terrible flirt Frey” mum said
“I know” she said, although she wasn’t flirting she was advertising.
(Part Two)
During the first two days Freya and Joy had a great time using the facilities and enjoyed the full range of what was on offer, fitness classes, a gym, rock sauna, infra-red sauna, aroma steam room, ice fountain, drench showers, Jacuzzi, a Romanesque pool, Reflexology, facials, scalp massage, hand massage, Manicure and Pedicure you name it they had it.
But by the end of day two Freya was tenser than before she began because all the relaxing activities had left her as horny as hell.
After they had dinner together Joy went off to bed as she was exhausted and Freya went off to the Gym to try and relieve some of her sexual tension.
After an hour she realised it wasn’t working so she decided to have a swim before turning in.
While she was swimming Freya noticed she was not alone, and wondered what it was that brought them to pool.
She swam another two lengths and then got out but as she reached the entrance to the changing rooms her companion spoke.
“I see you’ve kept out of the sun” Claude said as he exited the pool.
“Yes” she replied “I always do as I’m told”
“Really?” Claude said
“So have you finished for the day?” she asked hopefully
“No” he replied “but I don’t have any clients at the moment”
“For what?” Freya asked
“Massage” he replied
“You can do me if you like” she offered hoping he would take it the right way.
“Ok” he agreed
He led her into a cubicle and said
“Lie down on the table while I warm the oil”
Freya let the towel fall from her shoulders and kicked it aside once it hit the floor.
Then she untied the halter behind her neck and brazenly let the front fall away exposing her small breasts with their pink nipples clearly aroused.
Freya completed her undress and stood before him, her white flesh flushed pink like she was freshly scrubbed.
But Claude’s eyes fell upon the shock of hair forming the delightful ginger triangle.
Eventually Freya climbed onto the table and lay face down on the towel Claude had prepared.
He applied the oil and began to rub it into her pale skin
“That feels nice” she said
“Only nice?” he asked “The hot oil and my light touch should be better than nice”
“Hmmm” she responded as he applied more pressure
“This is what I call a Relaxation massage” he said
“Hmmm” she responded again as he worked the muscles in her thighs.
“What’s that called?” she asked
“Tension release" Claude replied
Then he kneaded her plump little buttocks and slid his thumbs downward
“Oh god” Freya said “What’s that called”
“Labial massage” he assured her before his fingers parted her lips and she gasped
“Oooh I know what that’s called” she moaned
He pushed her legs slightly apart and slipped his fingertips into her moistness and Freya responded vociferously as she let out a series of low muffled moans as his fingers worked at her.
Then he pushed her thighs wide open until she was completely accessible to him and she squirmed in response to his touch.
She was so distracted by his attention that she didn’t notice him climb on the table.
Finally Claude grasped her hips firmly and said
“And this is called splitting the cicada”
And penetrated her.
“Oh yes” she said
When they had finished he climbed off her
“That was bloody marvelous” Freya panted
“You should advertise that on the website”
“No” Claude said “it will have to be our secret”
“In that case” Freya said rolling onto her back
“You’d better show me some more of your repertoire”
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