Always Be Closing Chapter 4

After landing we went straight to the hotel. We were staying at a high end luxury boutique hotel by the beach. We got a large suite with two bedrooms each with a king size bed and a shared living room. We were going to be staying her for a few days so we both settled in and unpacked once we were up in the room.

Tina reminded me that we didn't have any clients to meet that night and said that she was going to step out for a little while and pick up a few things to help me put myself back together and told me to make myself comfortable.

After a long flight there is nothing better than a nice long hot shower, but unfortunately the heat from the shower finally caused the glue on my silicone breasts to wear off and they fell off one by one in the shower transforming me back into a man for the time being. I took my time cleaning up and managed to get all of the residual glue off of my chest before finishing. I took Tina's razor and made sure that I didn't have any stubble anywhere and then toweled off.

The hotel had an assortment of designer lotions in the bathroom and I chose the lavender one and rubbed it all over my hairless body. I felt so refreshed when I left the bathroom.

I didn't feel like putting on a whole outfit so I put on a black and white animal print silk robe that had pink details and pair of matching pink silk panties. I spent the next half hour walking around the massive suite and staring out of the window at the beach.

Eventually I started flipping though the book of hotel services on the desk and noticed the massage menu. It listed about 2 dozen different types of massages, many of which I had never heard of before. The one that caught my eye was called 'Sacred Spot' and said that it was for men only. I called down to the front desk and ordered myself a one hour Sacred Spot massage and was told that I was in luck. They would send up Victor who was their specialist in that particular type of massage.

Ten minutes later there was a knock on the door. I answered it and in walked the tallest man I have ever seen. He must have been 6'10" at least. He had a dark tan that was a sharp contrast against his light blond hair. He had massive muscles that were barely contained by his tight white t-shirt that was tucked into his bright white, and equally tight, shorts.