The Sauna Part 242

It had turned out to be a late night as there were a number of fabulous clubs in Munich. Heike had suggested a couple and we weren’t content until we’d tried every one and I was feeling no pain by the time we made it back to the hotel. The guys had all bought me a drink to celebrate my birthday and I’d never forget being serenaded by the five of them. In fact, it was the only time I’d ever heard Jon sing off key, but it made it all that more memorable!

Richie had been a perfect gentleman the entire night. He enjoyed dancing and talking with Heike, but he took it no farther as he began to see her as more like a little sister than anything else. Heike, for her part, began to see Richie as something just short of a God and her admiration was evident whenever she looked at him and she hung on every word that he said. The relationship seemed good for them both-each made the other feel special and I had a strange sense that somehow they both needed each other.

We’d laughed and we’d drank until the wee hours and it was growing light when we staggered back into the hotel. The limo had dropped Heike off at her apartment and the rest of us made our way to our rooms, glad that we had the day off. We all agreed to skip breakfast and the guys would meet up for lunch, but Jon and I would be spending the day alone together and we’d join the guys the following day at the next venue. Jon had some special plans, but I wasn’t sure what and he wasn’t telling.

We woke later than usual after such a late night and Jon was anxious to begin celebrating my actual birthday. I was curious to know what he had in mind so we showered quickly and checked out of the hotel, taking some coffee to go, and hopped into the waiting limo. We stopped at a little café on the way for a light lunch and we replenished our coffees before heading on towards our destination. We arrived in Berchtesgaden just before three o’clock and Jon grinned as we pulled up to the spa resort in the mountains.

“This is gorgeous! You booked us into a spa? This is fantastic! Oh Jon, you’re spoiling me and I love it!” I gushed.

“Just wait ’till you see what I have planned…” he said promisingly.

We hurried inside and gave our names to the front desk and we were soon welcomed by the concierge. I gathered from the conversation that Jon had already planned out our stay as we were escorted to our suite after a brief tour of the facilities. Once we were alone in the room, I hugged Jon to thank him and motioned him towards the bed.

“Baby, I’d love to, but we don’t actually have time. I booked us a special spa treatment package and we need to be down there in less than an hour” he advised, checking his watch. “We’ve got just enough time for a quick cup of coffee and to change into our robes.”

There was a knock at the door just as he finished explaining and we were treated to a fresh pot of coffee and an appealing collection of chocolate éclairs. I poured the coffee while Jon got undressed and grabbed two plush, terrycloth robes that were furnished by the spa for our use. I slipped off my clothes and stepped into the thick, cotton robe he was holding as his lips brushed softly along the side of my neck.

I turned in his arms and he kissed me while his hands strayed to my hips and he drew me close, pressing his rising desire against me. He fought back his impulse and pulled away, shaking his head with a groan as he tied the belt at my waist and settled for a miniature éclair instead. I followed his example, and while it was good, it did little to satisfy the hunger we both felt at that moment. Nevertheless, we curbed our immediate appetites and ate a few more and when we were ready we made our way down to the spa.

We were led to a private treatment room where two massage tables had been prepared and we were greeted by a male and female attendant. The room was a deep shade of amber and it glowed warmly in the light from a dozen or so candles that were scattered about. We undressed and laid down, side by side, and Jon took my hand and kissed it.

“I think you’re really gonna like this” he whispered.

I relaxed and closed my eyes as I let myself soak in the atmosphere. Soft music, blended with the sounds of nature, filled my ears and I felt strong hands beginning to knead the muscles in my shoulders with a warm, fragrant substance. I sighed deeply and smiled, enjoying the chance to be pampered.

“What is that?” I wondered aloud as I inhaled a familiar aroma and Jon started to chuckle.

I opened my eyes and turned my head sideways, looking at Jon for an answer. His expression was one of amusement and his eyes sparkled with mirth.

“Should I tell her or let her guess?” my attendant asked him.

“Nah, go ahead and tell her. I’m dying here” he instructed as he tried to control the laughter that was threatening to erupt.

“Okay, somebody let me in on the secret!” I pleaded.

“When we asked your husband what your favorite scent was so that we could customize your experience, he told us he couldn’t think of anything you liked more than the smell of fresh coffee. So this particular treatment uses cocoa butter, dark coffee grains, espresso truffle oils and a little whipped cream and chocolate just for good measure” my masseuse explained. “It’s actually our most popular package.”

Jon was laughing so hard now that his masseuse had to pause while he tried to contain himself. I was speechless myself as I met his gaze and I stared at him in astonishment. I would never have guessed that my favorite addiction could have been fashioned into a spa treatment. Leave it to Jon!

“You know me too well!” I laughed as I slapped at his arm.

“And just think, now that I’ll smell like coffee too, I’ll be completely irresistable!” he cackled with glee.

I rolled my eyes and buried my head into the pillow. He was incorrigble. I must have been blushing from my head to my toes and I was sure that our attendants were having a good chuckle as well. The luxurious feel of the the silky massage and the heavenly aroma of my favorite substance was intoxicating and I felt my arousal steadily growing. Now I had even more of a reason to crave Jon, as if the sight of him lying there naked on the next table wasn’t already enough!

I raised my head and looked over at his muscular form and my mouth watered in anticipation. I watched as his masseuse applied firmer pressure, working her way down his back to the hard mounds of his perfect ass. She added more oil and he stretched languidly and I wondered how many women would have paid money to have her job on a day like today. Jon opened his eyes and he saw me watching him, a sensuous smile on my face. He gave me his own wicked smirk and I leered back, letting him know I intended to show him just how irresistable he really was, with or without the added enhancement!


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After we’d finished our “treatments”, we wasted no time as we raced for the elevator and willed it to move faster. Jon placed my hand under his robe and I wrapped my fingers around his thickening shaft, stroking him to the point where he begged me to stop.

“Babe, I’ll bend you over and take you right now if you keep that up” he growled, pinching my nipple in retaliation.

I giggled, but I heeded the warning as I wanted more than a quickie myself and I buried my tongue in his ear instead. Jon started hitting the button for our floor in a frantic attempt to hurry the elevator, but it only made me laugh harder. When the bell finally dinged, he fastened his robe and pulled me along down the hall as we glanced furtively around to make sure that no one had seen us in our current condition.

He fumbled with getting the card in the door while I slid my hand up his thigh and squeezed that firm little ass, chortling with brazen delight.

“Fuck!” he yelled, dropping the card as I startled him.

“That’s my intention if you’d just open the door” I said sweetly.

He shot me a look, but got the card in the slot, and we both grinned like idiots when we heard the lock click. He opened the door and we tumbled into the room, nearly tripping over each other in our haste to finally consummate the day’s foreplay.

Jon roughly ripped open my robe, his eyes glittering with lust as he drank in the sight of my quivering body. My skin was flushed and my chest was heaving as I panted with wanting to feel him inside me. I met his eyes and my breath hitched in my throat as I saw the raw hunger he had to possess me.

“Take me, Jon” I whispered hotly, my need now overwhelming.

His self-restraint vanished and he took me with savage abandon, and I responded with reckless release. We devoured each other with such ferocity that it nearly consumed us and when we were finished we could barely speak.

“Happy Birthday, baby” Jon murmured tenderly and we both fell sound asleep.