Gail and I met the girls at the Bellevue Club. We walk towards the reception area in the
lobby which I may say is stunning. The décor and architecture has a feel of
Asia. The criss cross patterned carpet gives the illusion I am walking on a
bamboo floor. The sun’s rays shine
through the horizontal mullion style windows.
The cedar walls, and wicker chairs gives an extra touch to the Asian
setting.
As I approach the young red haired receptionist she asks me, “How
can I help you?”
“I have a reservation for six under Mrs. Grey.”
Her eyes pop open as she says, “You looked very familiar to me.
Mrs. Grey it is a pleasure to meet you. I have seen you and your husband in the
tabloids. May I say you look more beautiful in person. The pictures do not do
you justice.” She frowns and continues talking, “I am sorry but it is required
to show a picture Id before entering the spa area no matter how famous the
clients are. I have gotten in trouble before for not following those orders. I
do apologize again for any inconvenience I may have caused you.”
This girl is so sweet! She actually makes me feel normal in a way.
I get to be treated like anyone else. I do miss that at times.
I reassuringly smile at her as I hand her my license so she knows
I am not bothered at all. I look at her name tag on her shirt so she won’t feel
intimidated by me. “You have a beautiful
name Alyssa. Thank you for the compliment. You can call me Ana. Asking for my
ID is no problem at all. You actually made me feel normal which is pretty rare
in my life. Thank you for that.”
As she looks over my ID and types in some information on her
computer, I take a good look at her. She looks at me a few times as she is
typing away. I notice she is very shy and pretty. She must get very intimidated by the
prominent client’s who treat her like crap. I know this because I have met
those kinds of people in many of Christian’s overly expensive events we have to
go to. Even Christian can’t stand them.
Once she is done, she hands me my ID back. “Okay Ana, you and your
party are all set to go. Just follow the hallway on your right hand side to the
elevators. The spa is on the second floor. Thank you for visiting us.”
As we walk towards the hallway, I stop and turn around. “Alyssa,
thank you for the very friendly hospitality. I will make sure to put a good
word in to the owner and your manager. I
also wanted to mention that the famous clients that you have are just normal
people like you and me. What makes them famous is their money. Money and looks
is not everything in life. Please don’t get intimidated by their pompous
attitudes. Just ignore them. That is what I do. If you ever need a job, just
come and see me at my company. Thank you again.” She smiles back at me and nods
her head. I really like her. I have become very good at reading people since
being with Christian and owning my own company.
As we get off the on the second floor a middle aged woman leads us
to a locker room. She hands us white robes and slippers instructing us to put
them on after we take off our clothes except for our underwear. We place our attire and purse in a locker. As
we wait for the lady to come back, I call Christian to let him know I am okay.
He answers the phone, “Mr. Grey’s Pleasure Palace. Christian
speaking, how can I help you?” Oh! He is trying to be funny. Okay. I will play
along.
“Hi Christian, my name is Ana. I would like to make an appointment
at the Pleasure Palace for tonight. Is there an opening available?” Haha! This
is fun!
“Let me check the schedule for tonight Ana. Hmmmm. I see Mr. Grey
is available at 8:00 pm tonight. Is that a good time for you?” I hear him giggle under his breath. His giggles
are contagious. I cannot giggle at least not just yet.
“Eight PM tonight sounds good to me. Please tell Mr. Grey I would
like to be pleasured in many ways for a long period of time.” He moans and breaths
heavily into the phone.
“Okay Ana Mr. Grey will be ready for you at 8:00 PM sharp. He has
the equipment and stamina to pleasure you for hours. ” I burst out laughing and
giggling.
“Mrs. Grey, I love that sound. I wish you were home with me. I
would pleasure you right now. How is the spa so far?” I wish I was with him
too. Why am I here? I forgot I am here to have a me and girl day.
“Mr. Grey, I wish I was with you too. I am in need of your
pleasure as well. We are waiting to be taken to be pampered. It is a real nice
place. We should come as a couple. How is Teddy doing?”
“Teddy and I are playing with his toy cars and trains. He and I
miss you very much. I would like to go with you next time.”
The lady comes in announcing it is time to head to the spa.
“Christian, I have to go now. We are being escorted to the spa. I will call you
when I am done. I love you. Tonight I am all yours. I will have the phone next to me in case you
need to reach me. Laters.”
“Okay Ana, I love you. Have a great time. You are all mine
tonight? Oh! The possibilities. Hmmmmm! I
will wait for your call. Laters.” I am
already turned on. I don’t know if I can wait until tonight to have my share of
Christian. Stop it Ana! Not here! Calm down!
Breathe! As I hang up my phone, the girls start to chuckle.
We enter a room filled with rows of massage beds, a light wood
floor, and a wall filled with mullion black framed windows in front of us. Soft
meditational music fills the air. I already feel so relaxed and our treatments
have not begun.
Five women ranging from young to middle aged enter the room from a
door on the left wall. I notice one of them is a young brunette with green
eyes. I don’t want that one, because she reminds me of one of Christian’s
ex-subs. She starts to walk in my
direction. Please god no! As she comes
closer, she grabs Kate’s hands and leads her to one of the massage beds. Oh
that was a close one! Phew! Kate looks
at me and shrugs as she is being lead.
She was thinking the same thing I was.
The middle aged blonde woman leads me. “My name is Angela. I will
be your masseuse for today. Just lay down and enjoy yourself. You chose the
Balance package. Which massage and facial would you like? ” She hands me a
pamphlet with all of the choices I can pick from.
Hmmm! So many choices to pick from. “Angela I would like the
Maternity Massage and the Hotel Bellevue Facial. “
Two hours and twenty
minutes later, I am woken up by Angela. Huh! Did I fall asleep. “Angela how
long was I asleep for?”
She tells me as she helps me up, “you fell asleep for half an
hour. Did you enjoy the massage and facial?”
“I very much did Angela. Thank you. I feel so relaxed now.”
“It is no problem. It was my pleasure. I will escort you to Becky
who will pamper you with a Therapeutic Spa Manicure and Pedicure.”
As we are getting our manicure and pedicure I chit chat with the
girls.
I ask everyone which massage and facial they picked.
Liz answers me, “I picked the Aromatherapy Massage and Hotel
Bellevue Facial. It was wonderful. The smell and feel of the oils on my skin
combined with the massage was so relaxing. The facial made my skin so soft. I
feel 10 years younger.”
Grace is about to speak when Mia interrupts her. Grace rolls her
eyes. “The Swedish massage was like heaven. It soothed my sore muscles from my
recent strenuous workouts. What can I say about the facial? The Hotel Bellevue
Facial made my skin glow.”
Kate’s face lights up. “I picked the same massage as you Mia. I
know exactly how you feel. I have been trying to get back into shape since
having Ava. I have been working out six days a week. The massage made my muscles feel so much
better. My face feels as soft as a baby
after the Hotel Bellevue facial.”
Grace finally gets to speak. “The Aromatherapy Massage felt really
good. I must buy those oils and have Cary give me a massage….” Mia cuts Grace
off scrunching her face, “ill! Mom! I don’t want to know about what you and dad
do behind closed doors.” Grace gives her
a stern look. “Mia Grey, do not ever interrupt me when I am talking. Your father and I are still active in the
bedroom. We are consenting adults. I
have always kept that part of our lives private. Right Mia?” Grace called her by her full name. When she
does that she is really upset or disappointed with her.
Mia lowers head, “I am sorry mom. You are right.” Grace’s face softens,
“I accept your apology Mia. I love you.” Mia lifts her head and smiles at her mom.
I look over at Gail so she can tell us. She half smiles, “I chose
the Maternity Massage. The massage alleviated my sore back, and knees. The
facial makes my skin look younger. I feel like a whole new person.”
“Gail, I had the same massage as you did. All my pregnancy pains
are gone. We all picked the same facial
treatment! I do look and feel younger. Thank you for sharing this day with me.”
They all thanked me as well.
After one hour and 45 minutes of tugging, massaging, and painting
our nails and toes, we have lunch at the Polaris in the club on the first
floor. We sit outside on the iron black chairs with three round tables
connected.
We all order the same meal. We have the French onion soup, crushed tomatoes with fresh
mozzarella, basil, roasted garlic oil on a flatbread, and black and white
brûlée with shor tbread cookie. During the meal Liz informs me that she will be
in Argentina at the same time we will be there. We plan where and what to do
for Christian’s birthday in Argentina during our meal.
After
lunch we head back to the lockers to get dressed. We decide to not going
shopping. We say goodbye to each other
and head our separate ways. I call Christian to let him know I am on way home.
I
enter our dream house finding my husband sitting on the couch working on his
laptop. I wonder where Teddy is. It is his nap time. “Hi Mr. Grey, where is our
young master?”
His
face beams and breaks into a big smile. “Mrs. Grey, our son is taking his nap.
You look extraordinarily gorgeous today. You should go to the spa more often.”
Is he trying to say I don’t always look beautiful?
“Mr.
Grey, are you implying I am not always beautiful?”
He
saunters over to me and lifts my chin with his fingers. “Mrs. Grey, you are
always beautiful to me. You look so relaxed and your skin is radiating and so
soft.” His lips skimmed mine deepening
into a passionate kiss.
He
lifts me and carries me into our bedroom. As he lifts my dress over my head I
tell him, “Mr. Grey I believe we have an appointment for 8:00 pm tonight.”
“Mrs.
Grey, we can still keep that appointment, but it seems my other client has
cancelled so I am available now as well.”
I
look at him sensually while unbuttoning his shirt. “Mr. Grey, it also seems my
schedule has been cleared. I am ready to be pleasured now and tonight.”
He
lips touch mine softly like a touch of a rose petal. He trails his fingers over
my body igniting my skin. We make love as one.
After
our love making, we start packing for our trip. We are finally done by 7 pm. It
took us so long to get our luggage ready because our young master made many
demands interrupting the task at hand.
The
next Night
Carla,
Bob, and Ray arrive at our house at 6:00 pm. They are staying with us for the
weekend and going on Christian’s plane on Monday with us and the rest of the
family to Argentina.
I
greet my dad and Bob with a hug.
My
mom beams and hugs me. “Annie you look so good.
You are glowing. How are you and peanut?”
“Peanut
is doing very well. She is healthy. I am feeling pretty good. I am so thrilled
to spend a month with you. How are you mom?”
“Me
too Annie. I am so happy you and peanut are doing well. I cannot wait to meet
her.” She plays with Teddy while Bob, Ray and Christian converse for a while.
This
is my chance to sit down and relax a bit.
I start to think of all the places we will go on our trip. I saw them on the internet while we were
deciding where to go.
My
reverie is interrupted by Gail announcing dinner is ready. She made gnocchi’s and
strawberry cheesecake.
After
our delicious dinner, we relax for a few more hours before heading to our
separate headquarters for the night. Ray, Bob, and my mom tuck Teddy in. It is
so sweet how each one takes turns reading the Lorax to him. I quickly took a
snap shot and video with my phone.
Once
in our room, we fool around for awhile before falling asleep embracing
ourselves and love for each other.
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