Home Away From Home - 2. Chapter 2

As the week progressed, I got more comfortable although I had to do massages for the clients. Chet said not to worry. The pay wasn’t that great but the tips were fantastic. In total, at the end of one week I had made more money than I would’ve made working two jobs back home. I was looking forward to the second week. A new guest just arrived and Mr. Novella asked me to show Mrs. Wyman to her suite. I took the keys from Mr.Novella, noting the room number, picked up Mrs. Wyman’s luggage, “If you follow me Mrs. Wyman, it’ll be my pleasure to show you to your suite.”

“Thank you. But please call me Rita.”

I smiled, “My name is Carlo and I’m at your service.” Rita was an attractive woman in her late 40’s. Her body would give a 20 year old a run for the money. Opening the door, I let her pass in front of me as I brought her luggage into the room. “If I may be of further service Rita, please let me know.”

Just as I was about to leave and close the door. “Carlo, do you have time to give me a massage? I just flew in from Spain and I could really use a massage.”

“Certainly, I’d be glad to give you a massage.” Opening the closet door there was a foldaway massage table. Chet had shown all of this to me the first week and how to set it up. “Rita, would you like to take a hot bath to help relax your muscles, while I set up the massage table?”

“That would be great idea. Would you please draw me a bath while I do some unpacking.”

I went into the bathroom, filled the tub with hot water and added a soothing bath salt. I placed a loofa near the tub along with a plush, white towel. Exiting the bathroom, I saw a beautiful woman before me. Rita had the body of a 25 year old. It was obvious she was a health nut and worked out quite a bit. Smiling she went into the bathroom. She wasn’t there more than 5 minutes and I just completed the set up of the massage table when she called me to wash her back. When I entered the bathroom, she was smiling holding the loofa for me. Little Carlito jumped a little, which really surprised me as I was doubting my sexuality. I was still a virgin and beginning to notice other boys and particularly Chet. So it was really a surprised when my little friend reacted to Rita. Of course, Rita noticed the action and smiled. I think she was proud that she could cause such a reaction. I took the loofa and gently washed her back, at least twice. During this leisure time, she began to ask me questions about my self. I told her I was a college student who just completed his second year. She asked what was my major, I told her Chemical Engineering. She continued to ask questions and I found it very easy to talk to her. By the time she was finished bathing, she asked if I would hold the towel for her as she stepped out of the bath. Rita was a true red head.

I helped her onto the massage table, “Is there a special fragrance you would like for.your massage oil?”

Laughing, “Do you come in a bottle fragrance?”

“I wished I did as I would love to be on your back.” I don’t know why I said that. “I’m sorry Rita, that wasn’t polite of me to say that.”

She just chuckled, as I selected a massage oil that had the hint of gardenias . I pored some on my hand and rubbed my hands together to warm the oil a little. As I began to massage her back, I could feel her tight muscles begin to relax. She began to hum and soon she was asleep. Now I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t leave her to sleep on the table and I didn’t want her to wake up. I went to the bed, pulled down the light covers, slowly lifted Rita into my arms and carried her to the bed. Laying her down on the bed, I drew the sheet over her, put the massage table away and left the room silently closing the door.

I no sooner got to the pool when Chet grabbed me. “Who was that striking red head?”

“That’s Mrs.Wyman, Novella asked me to show her to her room.”

“You were there a long time.”

“Well, she said she just arrived from Spain and was tense. She asked for a massage.”

I could hear the gears grinding in Chet’s head. I just smiled and noticed one of the women raising her glass for a refill. “Isn’t that one of your clients?”

Chet looked, “Oh, yes, she needs a refill.” Smirking he left to refill his clients glass.

I continued to work the pool, handing out towels, picking up used towels and on occasion, refilling guest drinks.

Heading back to my room at the end of my day, musing about Rita, “What has put that smile on your face?”

“I was thinking about Mrs. Wyman. For a woman in her forty’s she has a body of a woman in her twenties.”

“Is she a true red head?”

Smiling, “yes.” End of conversation.

I showered and changed into a clean uniform. If I had known that all I would be wearing is the uniforms, I could've packed a lot less clothes. As I was getting ready to go and get something to eat the phone rang. “Hello… Hello Rita, I’m glad that you’re rested… Yes, I was about to go and get something to eat. I’d be delighted to join you for dinner but the only clothes I have are the uniforms provided by the resort. I’m not sure if I’d be allowed to join you in the guest dining room. I think I’d be inappropriately dressed… Oh, I didn’t know that. In that case I’d be glad to have dinner with you… Yes, 7 would be excellent.”

Chet came in as I hung up the phone. “Are you going to dinner?”

“Yes, Mrs Wyman just invited me to dinner. She said I could wear my uniform to the dining room and that the management wouldn't have a problem with that, is she right?”

“As long as you are accompanied by a guest, it isn’t a problem

“I have never eaten in a fancy dining room. Suppose I screw up and embarrass her.”

“Look, just relax, follow what she does. You can always ask her. You know some of these women really take to educating young men and not only in dining.” He headed to the shower laughing at my reaction to what he said.