A trip to the spa

[Pompal 09.]

Once about a time I decided I need a massage. So I got in my car. I thought, if I need a massage, then I also need cash, and lots of it. So I went to a instant teller. While in the shopping plaza acquiring cash - I noticed a drug store and noticed a Shoppers Drug mart. Laundry detergent was needed in the near future, so I decided to purchase some. The purchase at Shoppers, and the transaction at establishment for which my travel started may seem unrelated - but read on.

When in the massage I was informed the shower was down the hall. I showered.

My MPA said I need baby powder. Who was I to argue with her and I said ok. I was to find out that her application of that substance was perhaps excessive, but was in a state of personal utopia due to her soft hands. She could have picked my pockets, if I had pockets. Something I did not.

When I rolled over I noticed her hands were much whiter than rest of her body and defiantly whiter than mine. Given that she was of African descent, and I am of British descent and that her hands were not in that condition at start of the visit, the observation proved to be interesting.

However, I was distracted from staring at her hands as the rest of her was especially attractive. Just as she was not wearing gloves, the she was not attired anywhere else. Given the beautiful scenery, I gave little notice to change in the complexion of her hands

Her sensuous hands provoked me to make a mess all over my chest and stomach. The mishap on my front was promptly cleaned up. Such a thorough job on cleaning my front was done, that I saw no reason to take a shower when she suggested that. Something I would regret later, but I was in no mood to get up and go down the hall and shower. I was so breathless, at the time, I wanted limited walking.

I got in my car, and drove home. I commended myself for having the forethought for doing shopping at the start of this excursion as I hand no desire or ability after leaving the spa. The window in the car was partially open as I needed to be revived from such an enjoyable encounter.

In the elevator of my condo, I noticed a strong smell that can also be encountered when changing an infants diapers. No, not the smell, the more pleasant one. Although the aroma was pleasant, it was overbearing. What one notices in a confined space such an elevator, but not out in the open.

Upon going to my unit numerous floors up from the parking level, the elevator stopped at the lobby and someone got in. When the door closed, he started choking and gagging as a result of the liberal dosages of an application received at the spa.

I wonder if he thought something in bag from drug store burst open and spilled.

 

[Antonia]

That was you in the elevator!!! Take a shower buddy!!!







j/k....that happened to me once also...I 'try' to take a shower after each session now.

 

[BOsKO]

I could have farted to neutralize the odor



Well now I don't feel so bad knowing its happened to someone else

I go to spa's with the shower in the room as a result of this.