******************Once again the son of the innkeeper, a young lad between youth and manhood, is polishing the already ice slick and smooth floors of ...he bathing room. His self loathing is proportional to the constant heat, and swirls of steaming mists rising out of the large pool. As much as he longs to do, his concentration remains fixed on his task – or their will be Hades to pay at the hands of his father.Scents convey to him the mixture of clients and servants; those of the men and women. She arrived approximately 30 mins later and I was impressed with how good she looked. Far berets than she had ever looked two years prior; not that she hadn't been attractive. Whilst awaiting her arrival I had been worried she would want to have some deep and meaningful conversation prior to us fucking but I needn't have worried. She was clearly here for one thing only. She wore a tight fitting black dress that really accentuated her wonderful figure and as she walked towards me she immediately. I slipped under the sheet, face down, and tried to rearrange my package to be comfortable. A moment later Natalie came in and dimmed the lights. She wore a company shirt and tight fitting white shorts. As she started working on my shoulders, all I noticed was how great she smelled and how close her pussy was to my face. Suffice it to say that I was not doing a good job of keeping my imagination in check, and my erection was going nowhere but up. The massage was fantastic. She really seemed to. So I kind of teased him a bit by slightly splaying my crossed-leg position to expose some panty on the side.There were also a lot of times when I would watch TV in the den and I would be laying down on the floor with my legs really drawn apart and my feet up. And since I wear boxers all the time I made sure that I would wiggle my legs apart so he can see some panty exposed. Deep inside I may be seducing him a bit but this was when I was under 18 so sue me! (hahaha)But the day I turned 18 it was.