Why a spa

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From: c9111452@wombat.newcastle.edu.au
Subject: [NEWS] STORY: Why I bought a Spa !
Organization: University of Newcastle, AUSTRALIA
Date: Thu, 23 Apr 1992 06:12:27 GMT
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     After work last week,  I came in tired from a horrid day at the
office.  The  phones  had  not  stopped ringing and the machines were
breaking down.  I had been dragged from my peaceful programming job ,
sent  out  into  the  back room to lift machinery and carry it to the
storeroom. Hardly executive material...
     I arrived  home  later than normal and was dissapointed to find
that my parents had not cooked anything for me.  However the note  on
the  fridge  saying  that they had gone to Sydney for the weekend was
enough to make me forget about trivial things like food, at least for
now.  I grabbed a beer from the fridge and sat down to watch TV,  but
thoughts of the swirling bubbles in the spa hot tub working  away the
knots in my shoulders quickly drove me out onto the deck.
     I quietly eased into the water and took a  seat,  beer  in  one
hand  and  stereo  remote  control in the other.  This is as close to
heaven as you can get on earth,  I thought, with the exception of one
thing - I was alone. Immediately
     I felt better and closed my eyes, trying to relax. The sound of
Richard  Marx's  voice  was  softly  carrying  me into relaxation.  I
slipped a little deeper into the water.  I moved my head from side to
side,  trying  to get the pain in my shoulders to go away.  Some time
later I opened my eyes and was surprised to  see  the  object  of  my
passion  opposite  me  in  the  tub,  staring at me and smiling.  The
dolphin on her necklace was glistening beautifully in  the  sun,  and
delivered  my  mind into temptation.  I felt her foot rubbing my calf
muscles as she smiled ever deeper,  losing me in her beautiful  eyes.
Then  I  heard her magical voice say I probably needed someone to rub
my shoulders for me,  and before I knew it, she was moving gracefully
across   the   tub.  She  began  massaging  my  neck  and  shoulders,
continually assuring me that she could make all  the  tension  in  me
disappear.
     After about five minutes of neck work,  she moved to  my  back,
making  small  circles  with her fingers and lightly tickling me with
her fingernails.  I warned her that this  was  dangerous,  as  I  was
becoming  aroused.  She laughed,  her hair gently whipping across her
gorgeous face.  She assured me that she would take care not to excite
me,  but she and I both knew, and hoped, that this was a lie. I could
hardly keep still as she stroked my lower back,  dragging  her  nails

                           - 2 -
across the sensitive parts of my buttocks.  I was in heaven. A lot of
people say that, but if heaven is being somewhere in absolute ecstacy
and wanting it to be eternal,  then I was there.  She commanded me to
turn around and began to massage my chest and stomach.  She worked in
unison with the waves, and I felt the bulge in my swimmers rise up in
gratitude.  She was driving me wild,  and I was loving it.  She could
see  my  pleasure  and was obviously getting enjoyment out of teasing
the life out of me.  Just when I thought I  could  not  take  it  any
longer,  I  felt a gentle tug at my drawstring.  Much as I would have
loved to go on with this,  I felt it only  fair  that  I  return  the
incredible massage that she had just given me.
     I asked her to sit between my legs and lean  back  against  the
wait of my hands. I began slowly rubbing her neck, trying to recreate
the sensuous feelings she had given me only  moments  before.  I  was
worried that I would never be able to repay such a debt,  but her low
moans of pleasure were encouragement enough that I was on  the  right
track.  Just then, she turned around and wrapped her warm arms around
my neck,  kissing me passionately.  Her breath was as  refreshing  as
mountain air and she probed every delicate place in my mouth with her
tongue.
     This girl  knew how to turn me on.  She gazed longingly into my
eyes, and she seemed to stare at me with a look of promises of dreams
fulfilled.  My heart was in my mouth, and my body was at her mercy. I
was powerless to stop the incredible  surge  of  passion  welling  up
inside me.  I knew that this girl was right for me,  and that we were
completely in love.  The way she kissed me was enough evidence for me
to  believe  that  her  feelings were mutual.  I beckoned her to turn
around and let me continue the backrub,  but she had other ideas. She
kissed  me  again,  this  time her hands exploring the contours of my
back.  I slid my hands down her beautiful skin,  resting them on  her
backside. People would kill to be in a situation like this, and there
I was.  I was in awe,  and loving it.  Her body was the most  perfect
creation on the planet. It seemed so smooth and so well curved, as if
it had been crafted by God himself.  There was  a  strange  sense  of
perfection  about  this  girl,  from  her  longe blonde hair,  to the
immaculate jewellery around her slender neck.  The bubbles of the spa
were  reacting  with  the  bubbles  in  the  beer to give me the most
incredibly light feeling.  Here I was with the girl of my dreams, and
I  was  afraid that my head would not keep track of things...!  I was
able to concentrate on a  magical  sensation  on  my  neck.  She  had
lowered  herself  down to my shoulders,  and was lightly stroking the
nape of my neck with her tongue. It sent me over the edge and I could
not stay there. She stood, and sensuously slipped out of her costume.
It was the most erotic thing I had ever seen.  The  material  of  the
swimsuit  hugged  every  curve  of her body as it slid to the hot-tub
floor.  My eyes were warm inside,  as my love stood before me in  all
her glory. She sat back down where she was, and without speaking, she
motioned me across to her. I did not need to be asked twice...!
     She gently  removed my shorts and motioned for me to move up to
the tub's rim.  As soon as I did, I felt her lips engulf me. I leaned
back  while  she  delicately  teased every part of my friend with her
tongue and lips.  I could barely stifle the moans as I drew nearer to
the peak.  She sensed this and slowed the pace a little.  I eased her
away gently,  gasping for breath and control.  I slid into the  water
and whispered words of love to her. She whispered gently back to me -
'I am yours,  Greg,  take me now and take me forever'.  It was not so
much the words that made my heart rush, but the tone and affection in
her voice as she spoke them.
     We both  moaned gently as she slipped down onto me,  her weight

                           - 3 -
slowly shifting from the spa's edge to my waist.  The hot water  from
the  spa  swirled  against  my back as she moved up and down with the
waves, sending surge after surge of pleasure through my body. We both
reached  the point of no return together,  shuddering with ecstacy in
each other's arms. The feeling we felt at that moment surpassed every
emotion in our entire lives. We were together.
     We knew that we were a special pair,  and  that  nothing  could
come between us.  We held each other for several minutes, locked in a
passionate kiss that sent aftershocks through my system.  It  was  at
that  moment that I knew that nothing would ever come between us, and
that our lives were enriched by this wonderful  experience.  Love  is
wonderful.

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 _--_|\   Greg Rickford         |  IN%"C9111452@wombat.newcastle.edu.au"
/    x--Newcastle, Australia  |                                         |
\_.--._/  Resident Wild Thing   |  "Well f**k me gently with a chainsaw"
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