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This is what I get for caring what other people thinkš£
This is what I get for caring what other people thinkš£ Oh the sweet irony of this to follow my last postš About a week and a half ago I went with the bf for a massage. Now there are plenty of massage places here but a good one is quite hard to find. Over the last year or so I found that I really like a particular massage therapist at a place not far from where we live so the Husband and I have been frequenting that particular place. As with such things, we got familiar with each other and Iām usually there with the Husband in a couples room. So this time, I called to check if my favourite therapist was available and made a booking. They must have assumed it was going to be the Husband and I whoād show up cos when we got there and they saw that it was the bf and not the Husband who was with me, they got a little awkward. I didnāt notice this at first but I did wonder why my therapist wasnāt her usual chatty self. So we got the couples room, did our massages (which, while still enjoyable, was a little distant, I later realise. Not the usual). After we were done, they left us to shower or at least wash the massage oil off, which I usually do if I wasnāt heading home straight after. Anyhow, the bf and I were both oiled up and our shower quickly became rubbing our oily bodies against each other, which escalated into him fucking me from the back while I was holding onto a cabinet in front of a mirror. We must have taken too long, or they must have heard us, I think it was both, cos they started knocking, no, banging on our door to get us out. We cut it short (which was quite a turn on actually. Left us both on edge til we got home), apologised and left. Later that day we were all having our dinner, I was telling the Husband about it and he planted the idea in my head that they might have thought I was<b> cheating </font></b>on him, and that maybe morally they disagreed with it. Normally Iād give a rats ass but it somehow materialised into the potential of not getting good massages from that said therapist anymore. And that freaked me out. Good massages are sooooo hard to come by. So! I had this brilliant idea of making another booking for a couples room, with said therapist, the next day. This time, Iāll go with the Husband. Thisāll show them itās all good between the Husband and I. We did our massages, and it was still a bit awkward. We were joking with my therapist after we were done and she wasnāt her jovial self. On our way home I realised she could still be thinking Iām<b> cheating </font></b>on my Husband! Determined to not lose what has been the best massage therapist Iāve had, I called to me yet another appointment with them the very next day, for all three of us! Ha! Thatāll show her weāre all cool! š¤Ŗ So the next day we were back at the spa, trying to prove a point. At least I was. Then first hiccup. They didnāt have a room with three massage beds available. So we settled for foot massages instead. Not the same show of intimacy I wanted to display, but I settled. Then, my usual massage therapist wasnāt even there. Youād think Iād have checked before committing to a forty minute foot massage. She had to take an emergency leave earlier that day. Turns out, her mom was ill, hence her aloof behaviour. Poor girl was worried sick. Of course she wouldnāt be her usual self! Iāve since been back on my own (yes! Again!!) and have spoken to her and her massages are still fucking fantastic! Of course I didnāt say anything to her, it was all my own self-absorbed, dumbass-ness to begin with! Naturally op blame the Husband for this for putting the thought in my head. And of course the Husband is still laughing his ass off at my....epic dumbass-ness, and heās even roped in the bf to both gang up on laughing at meš¤£ But!! Hey, some things are worth going the distance for, even if going the distance means three full body massages and one feet massage, and a rather significant chunk of change spent, and the embarrassment. Oh the embarrassment. Anybody. Thanks for readingš |
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Oh! For the record, I think thereās a thing for getting too many massages. My back was a little sore in certain areas from being kneaded too muchš¤£
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ahhh .. the perils of too many massages hahahaha glad you resolved it a great problm to have!
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Wow what a great story and idea! I may try that!
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head up babe
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I never know what kind of story you'll have to tell until I read it. Thanks for sharing!
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Yes, it is so easy to project your own values and reasoning onto someone else's responses to situations. Particularly when living amongst a culture with such different value systems as the Balinese. I hope you got a massage to sort that back problem out
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2/25/2018 3:25 am |
Booking a massage is always a great idea! Become a Apollorising2057 blog watcher!
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ahhh .. the perils of too many massages hahahaha glad you resolved it a great problm to have!
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Wow what a great story and idea! I may try that!
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head up babe
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I never know what kind of story you'll have to tell until I read it. Thanks for sharing!
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Yes, it is so easy to project your own values and reasoning onto someone else's responses to situations. Particularly when living amongst a culture with such different value systems as the Balinese. I hope you got a massage to sort that back problem out
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Booking a massage is always a great idea!
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Yeah....but good massages are sooooo hard to come by. š Thanks for stopping by
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like you said! A good massage is hard to find!!
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