Weasel's Massage parlor

indyweasel

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OOC:
I've decided to open up a day spa. I need at least one more person to help me run the place, various employees, along with a receptionist and customers.

The building has 6 private rooms, a whirlpool area along with a tanning area, hair salon, etc, etc.

All are welcome to join in.


IC:

I walk in to my new spa. The contractors have finally finished the last few things, and I really like what they have done on the marble entryway. I hope this place takes off. I've got my whole settlement tied up in this.

I place the Hiring sign back out into the window, and get ready for my meeting with the Ad people at 9.
 
Damn that AD agency. Where the hell are they? Its 9:15 and they arent here yet. I've got 50 things I need to get done today, and here they are wasting my time. I swear if that Brandi doesnt get here soon, I'm going to start looking for another firm to represent me.
 
OOC: Crystal - Head of the massage department. 5'8 and very thin. A petit korean w/ Long black hair ready to seare at all time. mysterious and everyone want her

IC: About that time chrystal walked in, knowing she was late scurried to find the boss to see if she was in touble. The palce look a bit empty and she wondered why. Usually it was so busy here on fridays.

"Sorry boss, i know I'm late but traffic was a bitch. Any clients yet?"

She hoped there would be especially one special man in particular.
 
I see Crystal walking in. "Damn it Crystal, where have you been? Its 9:15 and the last time I checked you are the only one here!"

"I dont think that your appointment is here yet, but I know you havent gotten anything done regarding getting your area open! Get the hell back there and get moving."

Damn, why was I so hard on her? People are late, it happens. Am I that upset becuase Brandi has stood me up?
 
God damn,he is always so hard on me. It always makes me wonder why. Probably stood up last night or something.
I could tell he wanted me badly, but I don't give in without a long string of teasing. Always I wear short skirts and low cut tops. It gets me good tip from customers. Maybe he thinks that it is him I am trying to tease.
I can feel him looking at me as I walk back to my station to prpare for my first customer. I give him a little more to look at, swaying my hips in the way that make men drool and become hard. Now lets see how harsh he is on me from now on
 
looking for a massage

Jake-6'0", good body, very sensual, nicely endowed

Sees massage parlour and decides to check it out...
The lobby is empty, I ownder if they are open..just then I see a sexy Korean girl walking by in th eback room....I wonder if this is one of THOSE places?
 
it's been such a hard morning. I'm so tired of this city. One can never get any sleep in this town.
I finish up setting up for the cutomers and realize we are almost out of almond massage oil. It is one of the favorites. Damn, what don't we ever keep this in stock/ I think to myself. Oh well I'm tired, time for a quick nap.
I wander back to the employie lounge and lie down on the white couch. I don't care what the boss thinks, I need sleep or I won't be able to work once the customers do come in.
 
Brandi

OOC: If you dont like the post let me know and I will change it but it looks like you need Brandi. Blonde, green eyes, 5'7" tall, 38C cup, slim and athletic

IC: I rushed down the sidewalk. I was late and he was going to kill me! The alarm hadnt gone off, the traffic was horendous and there was no parking spaces so I had to park three blocks away.

Reaching the door to the spa, I paused to get my breath. This wasnt going to be pleasant. Gathering my courage, I pushed the door open and charged into the lion's den. "Damn!," I thought as I saw the tall stranger in the lobby,"Customers are here already. Indy is going to chew me but good."

I smile to the man and then I catch sight of Indy and I know I am in trouble by the look on his face. "Hey, I can explain," I begin but I dont think he wants explanations.
 
"God damn it" I think to my self." Why do we have to have those stupid bells on the door. Who the hell is it who has woken me from my catnap."

I look out and see brandi just entering the door. She seems to be a bit frazzled but thats how most of us are here in the city.

The funny thing is that she always trys to apologise when she comes in late. Never do that here in this town. Always just start working.

Actually I glad that I work at this spa. I would never be able to any other work except at a sweaty gym. Yuck.

Well I guess it is back to catnapping till the boss discovers I'm gone
 
OCC: Mark, 6'4", 210 lbs, brown hair, blue eyes - in college studying physical therapy - specializes in massages for the ladies.

IC: What a great day! No classes today, it is springtime, the sun is out, I can wear shorts - what else could be better? I wasn't sure if I had any appointments today, but I was ready to get to work just the same. I walked in the door right after Brandi, noticing that she looked good as usual.
 
Barry (M/38)

Barry (M/38) Businessman; divorced
5'10 185 lbs
Black Hair (beginning to grey at temples)
Blue Eyes

What a shitty day this had been!

First, that bitch had called and said that she wouldn't be able to drop the kids off today; she'd have to do it tomorrow! What, she couldn't teach the dick-with-ears she screwed, when she wasn't passed out, to drive a fucking car?

Then, the boss had decided that HE would have to make the presentation to the Kentucky people that afternoon. Kentucky? He fucking HATED Kentucky! He didn't even know anything about Kentucky! Why the hell did HE have to make the damn presentation?

Christ, he needed a drink.

As he made his way down the street, Barry Jonas glared at the world that had turned against him. He just knew that the kids would be whining about how much their mother let them watch the goddamn TV, or play their goddamn video games, or eat so much goddamn junk food. Yeah, their mother let them get away with anything they wanted, as long as they didn't come in while she was blowing one of her boyfriends.

Still cursing to himself, Barry glanced across the street. "Grand Opening," the sign read. Some kind of a spa.

Great, he thought. Probably have a bunch of women who look like my grandmother working there, knowing my luck.

Crossing the street, Barry walked through the front door. As the bell rang, he looked around.

"Hello? Anyone home?"
 
"Well it looks like I'm not going to get any sleep at this rate. Might as well get to work" I think to myself

I walk out to the lobby. Brandi and Indi are still talking while there is a customer waiting around.

"Names Chrystal" holding out my hand to shake his,"Welcome to our spa.How may I help you, Sir. Massage, facial, styling?"
 
Barry

"Holy shit!"

Barry could barely contain the words. He wasn't sure what he had expected, but it wasn't this! "Crystal," that was her name? He felt himself staring at her, taking in her beautiful asian features, the petite body that was so much more than he had hoped for.

"Massage, facial, styling?" she had asked. Despite himself, his mind was racing. He suddenly felt an uncomfortable tightness in his pants. A massage would be great; a facial... well...

That presented so many interesting possibilities. Probably too good to be true, with his luck.

"Just give me the works," he said. "And keep in mind, I'm a very generous tipper."
 
"Well all you have to do is sign in on the clipboard at the front desk then come back to room number 2.remove all your clothes lay down on the table and cover yourself with the towel provided" I looked at him with a suductive smile."I'll be in shortly to start your massage"

I walked back to the room to find a different oil for my favorite was out of stock at the moment, swaying my hips so sexily hoping for good tip.

He looked quite well off and i like to handle these ones myself. I need the money for my insuance was due and so was rent
 
Barry

I watched Crystal walk away, admiring the way her body moved with each step. Had there been something in her face - something more than just professional courtesy? It looked like she had actually responded to my little proposal.

This may be my lucky day, I thought. And for once in my fucking life, it could actually be good luck!

I signed in and walked back to Room 2. Removing the business suit that suddenly felt much too tight, I took a minute to check myself out. For a man my age, I had kept myself in pretty good shape. The company had a private gym, and I spent an hour or two every day down there.

One part that had never given me any trouble was standing rock-hard right now. Despite my ex-wife's efforts to ruin any desire for sex I might have, I still had a powerful appetite in that department.

And right now, I had a craving for a little Asian.

Throwing a towel over myself, I leaned back on the table and waited for Crystal. I felt a little embarassed at the way my cock stood straight up, like a freaking circus tentpole or something. Maybe it would relax a little before Crystal showed up.

Yeah, right! Just thinking about her made it throb even more. It was hopeless; I would just have to put up with it. Of course, if I was right...

Boy, I hope I'm right!
 
Well I couldn't find the bottle of pepermint either. So I grabed a bottle of lavender musk and headed toward the room.

Passing Indy on my way "Hey boss, I got a customer, cover the front for me"

I walked into the room and saw my customer sitting on the table with a huge erection.

"Sir please lay on your stomach so I may work your back first? by the way I never caught you name."

"Barry" He said ginning like a school boy

I started his massage by putting a bit of musky oil in my hands. I started to massage his shoulders first, concentrating on all the stress spots. Just by the way his musscles were tensed I could tell he worked in an office of some sort.

"Any area you need worked specifically ar that are painful?"
 
Barry

I sighed as Crystal's hands worked over my tired muscles. She was good, no doubt about it. I could feel myself relaxing already; what had I been so stressed for? The thoughts of my shitty job, my bitch of an ex-wife, and my whiny kids quickly faded away at her touch.

"Any area you need worked specifically or that are painful?" she asked in her sweet voice.

"Mmmm, I hurt from head to toe." I moaned. "I'll take whatever you can give me." My eyes opened suddenly.

"Uh, sorry. I could have said that a little more tastefully." I still wasn't sure what kind of an offer she was making. If she took it wrong...

Crystal smiled, and I realized that there was no miscommunication between us. I thought of her face, her body, and all the things I could do to them. There was another uncomfortable throbbing in my groin.

"Well, there is a certain stiffness that you could take care of. If you don't mind..."
 
"If you lead my hands, I will do my best to relax you, we are usually not that kind of place but I do what I can in order to serve my customers and make ends meat."
 
Barry

I felt a great surge of relief. So, I hadn't misjudged her!

Rolling over onto my back, I took her hands in my own and placed them on my chest. Gently guiding her, I slid them over my skin, enjoying the warmth and softness of their touch.

My cock throbbed desperately. It had been so long! I could never bring myself to seek out the services of a prostitute; it just didn't seem safe. But this girl, she was better than any street-walker. She was just a working girl who could use a little help. Somehow, that was much more appealing.

Crystal glanced at it, and I noticed a slight smile on her lips. I slowly pushed her hands down my stomach, toward the rock-hard slab that hovered over it. Swollen and purple, it was already oozing thick pre-cum. She watched as it slowly dripped from the slit, dangling over my stomach, then fell across my skin.

Her fingers moved over the warm droplets, smearing my sticky fluids along them. She looked back at me, and slowly began to lick her fingers clean.

"Oh shit! Suck it! Suck my cock!" I was practically whining in desperation.
 
Barry

OOC: This one's for you, papillon. Your wish is my command!

IC: I was frantic now, my hips thrusting reflexively. Crystal only smiled, her fingers tracing through the thick curls of my pubic hair. More and more pre-cum oozed from my cock, dripping over the back of her hand. She watched as it slowly dribbled across her skin.

"Oh god, I've got to have you!" I groaned. I gripped her arm tightly, staring intently at her. She laughed softly and continued teasing me.

"Now, Barry, it's not that easy!" She leaned over me, her hot breath on my chest. "I already told you, we're not really that kind of place."

"Anything you want!" Hell, I hadn't spent any of my money for months now, anyway. Other than what I sent my ex-wife for all the pain and suffering she was enduring, that is. And Crystal was hotter than that bitch could ever hope to be.

"Anything?" She said, her voice rising like a little girl's. I felt her fingers graze my shaft, just a slight touch, and I almost shot my load right there.

It hadn't been a mistake coming here, but it was gonna cost me more than I had originally thought. I planned on getting my money's worth.
 
OOC: Sorry I didnt get back in here, very long weekend!

IC:

I see Brandi walking towards the door. She looks as good as every, and I can see her thinking of what she is going to say this time to get out of trouble.

"Brandi! I'm in here", I yell at her when I see her come in the door. Luckily for her, it look likes the stuff that she has been working on is starting to pay off. I've gotten more booked call this morning that we had all last week. It might be tough on Crystal to actually work all day while she is here, but damn is she good at what she does.

I watch Brandi as she comes in to my office. Damn, she does look good. I've got to come up with a way to give her a massage.

"I do not want to know why you are late today! What is so hard about keeping a damn appointment? Are you really so busy that you don't need my business?" I glare at her, waiting to see what she is going to offer me to forget about todays transgression.
 
Brandi

Oh, god, this was turning out to be a worse day than I had thought. I couldnt afford to lose his business and he knew it. My company was young and I had sunk all of my savings into it. This was my first really big account and if I lost it I lost alot of income, not to mention the fact that any other companies I tried to bid for would take a hard look at this failure.

"Look, Indy, I apologize for my lateness,"I said qickly, trying to act proffesional in spite of the fact that my heart was pounding in my chest,"I dont want to lose your business. I think we can really take your company places and I am willing to bend over backwards for you. Tell you what, let me take you out to a late brunch, early lunch and we can discuss business. We can linger over our drinks and see what we can come up with. Your my client so I pay-you pick the restaurant. What do you say?"

I mentally crossed my fingers hoping he would accept and we could get this back on track.

[Edited by Isolde on 03-20-2001 at 07:58 AM]
 
Indy

So, she wants to buy me a free lunch to help calm me down, huh? Maybe she doesnt quite understand that getting her would help my nerves alot more than a free lunch.

"Ok Brandi, its a deal. There is this little place up the street that I head up to once in a while. It's kinda dark and dimly lit, but we can get some business taken care of there"

"Let me tell Crystal we will be back in a while, and to keep an eye on the store for a change." I walk back towards the massage rooms, and I hear so goraning that is not associated with the types of massages I want my establishment 'giving'. Damn her, but I guess if it keep the customer happy, I really shouldnt complain at all.

I walk back up to the front and motion to Brandi. "I'll drive, as long as you dont mind your nice blond hair blowing in my convertible?

OOC: jeez, 1 tpyo and she is busting my nuts

[Edited by indyweasel on 03-20-2001 at 10:49 AM]
 
Brandi

I give a sigh of relief as he goes to talk to his staff. Ok, things were picking up and I was proud of myself for handling things so professionally. I was back on track and ready to pitch some hot ad ideas to him. We would go to lunch and talk some business and chat over drinks....just like normal business people. Right?

I was fine with those ideas until I caught myself watching him as he strode from the office. My, but he did have a nice...Brandi! I shook such thoughts from my head and chastised myself for even thinking such things. "He is your client and this is business. You know better than to mix business and pleasure. You did that before, remember? Big mistake!"

I had convinced myself that this was a lunch between to professionals by the time that he had come back and we were heading towards his car.

"What are convertables for,"I asked in what I hoped to be a lighthearted manner,"Lets go."
 
Indy

I show her to my new blue 'vette. I even hold the door open for her as she gets in. She probably thinks I was doing this to be a nice guy. Honestly, I wanted to get a good look at her upper thighs.

Damn! What am I doing? I've tried this before, and it blew up in my face and that is how I ended my last job.

But something is there about Brandi that I just want to taste her. How the hell do I accomplish this while still giving her an out without embarrassing herself or me??

"Ya know, I've changed my mind on lunch. Do you like seafood? There is a good place right up the road a little with a nice view of the ocean and great patio that we can sit outside on and talk about how we are going to get things going."
 
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