It was 10:30 PM when Miguel’s phone buzzed—a text from an old college friend, Rico. “Bro, ever tried Lotus Spa? They’ve got… options.” Miguel smirked at the message. Rico had always been the wild one. After a long week, Miguel figured, Why not?
Lotus Spa was tucked away on a quiet street near Baseline Center. The neon sign flickered softly, and the receptionist greeted him like she’d done this a hundred times. “First-timer?” she asked, and Miguel nodded.
He was led to a dimly lit room where his therapist, Lila, introduced herself. She was tall and elegant, with a calm demeanor that put him at ease. The massage started with the usual—firm strokes along his back, soothing the week’s stress. Miguel relaxed, letting his mind drift.
Then came the unexpected. Lila leaned in, her voice barely above a whisper. “Would you like to try my special service tonight?” Miguel blinked, unsure how to respond. “It’s up to you,” she added, her hand lingering slightly longer on his groin area.
Curiosity got the better of him. “What’s special?” he asked. Lila’s knowing smile was her answer. A soft negotiation followed—₱2,000 more for her to take off all her clothes, and Miguel agreed.
The lights dimmed further, and Lila’s bare body was on top of him. She guided his hands to her waist, encouraging him to grab harder. Her movements were fluid and calculated. Miguel felt a mix of nervousness and excitement, a thrill he hadn’t expected for a long time.
After they had sex, Lila handed him a warm towel and a small card. “Call me if you ever need another special service,” she said, her eyes lingering on his for just a moment.
Just as Miguel was settling into the post-session calm, the door creaked open. He looked up, startled, to see Rico standing there with a mischievous grin. “Couldn’t let you have all the fun, bro,” Rico said, slipping inside. Lila glanced at Miguel, and gestured for Rico to join them.
“What are you doing?” Miguel asked, half-laughing, half-shocked. Rico shrugged. “Sharing is caring, right?” Before Miguel could protest, Lila expertly took Rico’s pants off and began giving him a hand job. Miguel, caught between awkwardness and amusement, decided to roll with it.
The tension melts into a strange but unforgettable experience. By the end, Miguel couldn’t decide if he was annoyed with Rico for intruding or grateful for turning the night into a story he’d never forget.
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