Coffee and volcanic rock massage


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I had never won anything in my life, so when I got the call from the radio show where I had participated in a contest for listeners telling me that I had been the lucky man and winner of a draw to spend a weekend at the most exclusive resort in the Caribbean, I couldn't believe it.

I thought it was a joke or a scam at first, but after verifying the veracity of the information, I was filled with excitement and nervousness.

I had always been a simple office worker, my biggest adventure was going to the cinema. I didn't know what would be in such a place. But I decided to take the opportunity and pack my bags.

The spa was called Café Amor and was located on a private island, surrounded by white sand and turquoise water. Everything there was inspired by coffee, from the aroma that permeated the atmosphere to the products and treatments offered.

The staff was friendly and professional and made me feel like royalty from the very first moment. I was assigned a suite with an ocean view, decorated with wooden furniture in warm tones.

On the bed was a basket of tropical fruits and a bottle of champagne; a drink I had never drunk before.

In the bathroom, there was a robe made of towel cloth, very soft, slippers of the same material, and toiletries with coffee essence.

On the first day, I got to know the spa facilities and enjoyed the activities available.

I did yoga on the beach; I looked very funny doing that, swam in the seawater infinity pool, played golf on the nearby course; another thing I had never done before and relaxed in the jacuzzi.

I also tasted the exquisite gastronomy of the place, based on local products. I tasted dishes such as lobster salad with coffee vinaigrette, salmon fillet with coffee and coconut sauce, coffee ice cream with chocolate and nuts, and of course, everything started with freshly brewed coffee in the morning.

For the second day, the plan was for me to have the famous spa massage, the massage with coffee and volcanic rocks.

I was told that it was a unique and unforgettable experience, that it stimulated the senses, and revitalized the body.

I was taken to a hut by the sea, where a masseuse of Vietnamese origin, with brown skin and slanted eyes, was waiting for me.

She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life; I was in love. She introduced herself as Liem and smiled sweetly at me.

He asked me to take off my clothes and lie face down on the stretcher. I obeyed without hesitation, feeling a tingling in my stomach.

She covered my buttocks with a towel and began to apply a coffee scrub all over my body, using gentle, circular motions.

The aroma of coffee enveloped me completely, making me feel a sense of pleasure and well-being. Liem spoke to me in a soft voice, telling me about the properties of coffee for the skin and mood. I responded with monosyllables, totally stuttering and hypnotized by its beauty and touch.

After removing the scrub with a wet sponge, she put some hot volcanic rocks on my back, legs, and feet.

The rocks gave off a comforting warmth that reached my muscles, even my bones.

Liem explained that the rocks were brought from an active volcano near the spa and that they had therapeutic properties to relieve stress and tension. I let myself be carried away by the feeling of relaxation that invaded me, closing my eyes and sighing.

Liem took the rocks from me and asked me to turn around. That worried me because I was totally aroused. Anyway, I controlled myself and obeyed without opening my eyes, feeling her presence closely.

She applied an aromatic coffee oil all over my body, massaging my arms, chest, abdomen, and legs. I felt my skin bristle at the touch of her expert hands, my breathing quickened as I felt her hands and her soft words. My heart felt like it was going to burst.

It crossed my mind to tell her that I loved her, that I wanted to be her man, to fill her with pleasure and love. I felt in another world, I just wanted my life with her and I decided to tell her.

I then stood up to make my statement and in doing so dropped the towel covering my activated tool. It was time to speak or forever hold my peace.

When I said the first word which was: "I want...", a man's voice was heard saying the name of the masseuse.

She replied: yes my love, here I am with a spa guest, you can come in.

As the cabin door opened, a giant with arms five times as big as mine appeared and she introduced him to me as her husband.

My tool deflated. I bent down in a hurry and covered myself with the towel saying with my eyes buried in the floor: mucho gusto.

Leim immediately asked me what I wanted when we were interrupted and I, answered her:

I want a coffee.

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