She took her time knowing that he was looking at her ass and pussy. She gave him his beer and sat down next to him. She then said you are the one that...watched me fuck this morning aren’t you. He stammered out a yes. She asked if he enjoyed it. Once again yes. With that she untied her top and let her breasts out for him to see. All he could do is stare. She then slid her skirt up and gave him a perfect view of her teenaged pussy. She looked at me to see if I was ok with what she was doing. I. “What treatments have you booked?” she asked, her eyes still closed in relaxation. “We’re each having a full body massage tomorrow morning, and shortly you’ll be having some sort of rasul mud therapy, and I’m having some other sort of thing,” I lied. There was a little murmur of contentment and I said nothing more.Eventually one of the spa girls appeared and asked us to follow her to our treatment room. She opened the door, and said “there’s you bucket of mud therapy, I’ll be back in 45 minutes. The jug turned out to be cold apple juice, not refrigerator cold of course, but pleasantly cool.A few minutes later, and he was finished. Juan had not realized how hungry he had become. As he leaned back against the wall himself, it took a second for him to realize that his cock was mostly hard, stretching across the front of his crotch, making a very significant bulge. It was reacting to something.He looked over at Connie, and saw her eyes locked onto his crotch, no way she could not see he. ‘That way you’ll be more prepared.’ Juliana perked up, a bit of hope growing in her eyes. ‘Do you think he’ll let you? You don’t think he’d mind?’ Milena shook her head confidently. ‘If I know anything about Gene, it’s that he’s too sweet to say no.’ ***** I hated Tuesdays. While I’ll admit that Thursdays were nearly just as bad, at least there were two days of Milena coming over to my house to look forward to as well as having the weekend off from work. Tuesdays were just rough though. Still.