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It is in an industrial area. We pull up out the front of a four-storey dark glass building.
I frown as I look out of the car window and to the bodyguards in the car behind us. “How do they get business out here? Nobody is around.”
Abbie smiles as she closes her car door. “Trust me, the massages are so good, repeat business isn’t a problem.”
Bridget and I smile and hunch our shoulders. “My last massage was three years ago at the physiotherapist.”
Abbie smiles and bites her lip.
We walk through the large glass doors. My eyes and those of Bridget are instantly lifted to the opulent surroundings. Wow, this place is beautiful. It’s all cream with huge mirrors and plush carpet. The smell of aromatic massage oil hangs heavy in the air and piped music echoes through the space. This is female opulence at its best. I feel a wave of excitement run through me. Yes, I do need a massage. Good thinking, Abbs.
We wait in the grand reception area and Bridget grabs my hand and giggles. “Wow, check this place out.”
“I know,” I mouth. “Who knew?”
A tall blond muscled-up man, wearing all white, walks into the room. His eyes light up when he sees Abbie.
“Hi Abbs.” He walks around the counter and gives her a kiss on the cheek. She runs her hand up his muscly arm. What the hell? My eyes widen.
“Hi Adam,” she purrs.
“Why did you cancel your last appointment? I was looking forward to it,” he smiles.
Bridget’s eyes and my eyes meet in horror. Holy shit, she’s banging her masseur. Now I have seen it all.
She shrugs. “I had a lot of stuff on. I’m here now, so you can make it up to me.”
He gives her a carnal smile. “Are these your two friends you were telling me about?” His eyes flick over to us.
“Yes,” she smiles at us as she bites her bottom lip.
“I will go and get their masseurs. Back in a minute.” He smiles at us and leaves the room.
Bridget smacks Abbie hard on the arm. “Oh my fuck,” she whispers. “You’re banging your masseur. Who are you?” I start to giggle uncontrollably, what next?
“You can thank me later,” Abbie whispers.
We stand in silence as we wait. Adam returns moments later with two men also dressed in white. Oh shit, they are both gorgeous. Bridget’s eyes meet mine and I swallow uncomfortably. One has brown hair and large brown eyes and the other is tall and well built, maybe Italian or something. Dark eyes, dark hair. Holy shit.
Bridget widens her eyes at me and I nod uncomfortably as I smile. Jeez.
“This is Markus,” Adam holds up his hand to the man with brown hair and gestures to Bridget. “He will be looking after you today.” Bridget smiles nervously at Markus and he gestures to the hallway which he leads her down. I swallow the lump in my throat and my eyes flick back to the Adonis in front of me. “This is Antonio, he will be looking after you today.” He raises his eyebrows in question.
“Natasha,” I whisper.
Adam smiles kindly at me. “Enjoy.” He then grabs Abbie’s hand and they walk off together down the hall. My eyes follow them as they disappear into a room. Bloody hell, what on earth do Abbie and I have in common?
My nervous eyes flick to Antonio who looks at me gently. “Your name is Natasha?” he asks in a heavy accent. Oh boy, he sounds good. His voice is velvety and enticing, definitely Italian. Shit, next shop we go to is going to be an adult warehouse. No bones about it, I’m becoming desperate. I’m checking out the damn masseur now—what‘s wrong with me?
He leads me to the massage room .
It’s large and all white with a huge expensive brightly coloured bunch of flowers sitting on the counter. The room is immaculate, a huge extra-wide white massage table is in the middle of the room and a white leather lounge sits in the corner. This place is swish.
“Natasha, just change in here,” he says kindly as he opens the door to a bathroom off the massage room.
I nod nervously. “What do you want me to wear?” I stammer nervously. Maybe I should have worn a swimming costume.
He smiles as his eyes drop down my body. “Nothing, I need you naked.”
