Betrayed, but New Love Found

Not Broken

Holly

Holly walked up to the front desk with Angie.

“Hello, welcome to Hotel Florence. How can I help you?”

“I’d like a room with two queen-sized beds please.”

“Certainly. We are having a promotion tonight that the fiftieth person to check in today gets a 90-minute massage and spa treatment of their choice for two. And you happen to be the fiftieth person,” the woman behind the counter said with a smile.

Holly and Angie were shocked and then they both squealed. The lady showed them the spa options. Holly told Angie to pick first, so Angie picked a scalp treatment, and Holly picked a seaweed wrap.

Holly handed over her ID and bank card.

“No, ma’am, we don’t take payment at this time.” Holly nodded and put her card away. Once she was given her ID, she and Angie were given key cards to their room.

“The room is on the top floor. Just scan the card in the elevator,” the woman said with a smile.

“Holly, what type of hotel is this?” Angie had asked.

“I just picked the one closest to the restaurant. It didn’t have prices on the website, but the rooms look really nice.”

They entered the elevator and Angie scanned her card. When the elevators opened, they both gasped. They opened into a two-bedroom suite with a full kitchen and an opulent living area. It was more like someone’s condo than it was a hotel room.

“This is going to be expensive,” Angie whispered.

“There has to be some mistake,” Holly said in awe. She walked over to the room phone and dialed the reception area.

“Hi, this is Holly Mattson. I think you gave me the wrong room. This one is like a luxury apartment.”

She listened to the woman on the phone and her mouth dropped. When she hung up she looked at Angie.

“The woman said there was no mistake. That we are to enjoy our night here at the Florence, and that we can check out whenever we want, unless we want to stay an extra day. Our massage is in thirty minutes.”

“This is insane. I’ve never heard of anything like this happening before,” Angie said.

“Me either. But I’m not about to look a gift horse in the mouth. Let’s shower the travel off of us and then go get our massage.”

Twenty minutes later she and Angie walked down to the lobby, both in loose T-shirts and leggings. On their feet they wore the hotel's complimentary slippers. They followed the signs to the spa. Both were taken back quickly. They were given robes to change into and new slippers to slip on. They put their clothes in a locker that was provided. Holly gave Angie twenty dollars to tip her massage therapist and took twenty for her therapist.

Holly’s massage therapist was a very good-looking man probably the same age as she was and introduced himself as Seth. She blushed a little when he took her to a room that was lit by candlelight and low music played in the room. It seemed really romantic.

He told her to undress to what she felt comfortable with and then to lay face down on the massage bed, and then left the room.

Holly had gotten massages before. Kyle and she used to get couples massages once a month. She felt tears come to her eyes, but she ruthlessly shook her head and undressed all the way. She laid down and moved the sheet to cover her butt.

A soft knock came on the door, she lay there in silence and the door opened. She heard the massage therapist rub his hands together and lay them on her skin. He pressed firmly on her back and worked his way down to her hips and rocked them side to side. She wanted to moan because it felt so good. His firm pressure was exactly what she needed. He worked his way back up to her shoulders and then his hands were in her hair, and he started to massage her scalp. She felt her toes curl. Jesus, it was practically orgasmic.

He then must have poured oil on his hands because the next moment they were gliding over her neck, shoulders and back. His knuckles dug into the top of her ass cheeks, and she felt the pressure in her lower back give, and her whole body practically melted. Driving for the past few days and the stress of her argument and divorce with Kyle seemed to seep out of her muscles and bones.

The therapist let out a low chuckle.

“Good girl, you really needed this,” he said.

Holly’s eyes widened, his low voice paired with his praise did funny things to her inside and she felt her pulse pick up and her clit tingle. She tensed a little.

“Shh, don’t tighten up on me. Just relax princess, and let me take care of you.”

Oh God, she wanted to let out a moan. He was turning her on. She had no place feeling like this. She had just divorced her husband. She was still mourning her marriage. She thought maybe after how Kyle treated her, she wouldn’t feel anything for another man. But d*mn this man’s hands felt so good on her. Thank God she isn’t broken.

He leaned down and whispered, “Good girl,” into her ear when Holly let out a breath and relaxed.

She closed her eyes and tried really hard not to c*m as this man dug his fingers into her muscles.

When he moved to her legs and his fingers got close to her core but receded before he would have touched, Holly’s imagination was going wild.

She turned over when she was told to. When he moved the sheet to the tops of her breasts, she found herself wishing he would go lower and massage them. She felt her n*pples hardened and kept her eyes closed so she wouldn’t look at him and have him see the lust and wanting in her eyes. The massage was wonderful, Seth’s fingers were magical. The best part about it was his foot massage. He dug his thumbs into the arches of her feet and she almost had an orgasm.

When the massage was over, he thanked her for giving him the privilege of taking care of her and told her to take her time coming out. He said there was a bottle of water on the counter and to feel free to take another from the mini fridge if she needed it. The moment he left the room, Holly touched herself. She was so wet. If she was more bold she would have rubbed herself until she got off. But she was sure he was waiting just outside the door for her and there was no way she would be quiet. She took a deep breath. She downed the water bottle, then washed her hands at the sink that was in the room. She took another water bottle out of the mini fridge and then got dressed. She left his tip on the counter.

When she opened the door, he was standing right there. He smiled down at her.

“Thank you so much, Seth. I left you something on the counter. You were phenomenal.”

“It was my pleasure. If you ever need my services again, please ask for me at the spa’s front desk.

She nodded and then walked away. She went to get her seaweed wrap and loved it. Later, she met Angie back in the locker room and they both got dressed. They both talked about their experience.

When they got back to the room, they both went and took another shower and then got ready for bed.

Today was a great day. Holly edited the videos she had made, and posted everything. She went to her page and posted photos, and let her followers and subscribers know how things were going on her adventure. She had some private messages in her DM’s from some subscribers that relayed their support and even told their own stories of divorce. DMing her was a perk only subscribers got. Reading some of their messages made her feel less alone. Some of the women that messaged her their experiences were worse than hers. She felt for them. She sent messages back to each of them, she wanted them to know she was there for them too and thanked them for their support. What surprised her was the messages she got from a couple of men. They expressed their deepest sympathies and even told about their experience with divorce. One man said he caught his wife in bed with his brother. How horrible for him. Another man offered her a night with him if she ever needed some company. She politely declined but had to chuckle. That was the first time someone had ever sent her an inappropriate email. She would watch for his response and if it was rude, she’d block him.

After she got offline she shut her light off and laid in the dark. She thought about those women and men that poured their hearts out to her. An idea started to form in her head. Depending on what the land and house looked like, would determine if she could bring her idea to fruition. This was something she would have to think about.