Victoria's Secret- j.g. & c.t. [COMPLETED]

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"Hey, there." He smirked in a French accent. Holy. Shit. Play it cool, Tori.

"H-hi." I squeaked out. Fuck. Just great. He took out his clipboard and looked at it, then me.

"Are you here for an oil massage?" He asked. I nodded. He put down the clipboard. "Ok, remove your robe, then lie on the table, stomach down." He instructed. I obeyed and he respectfully looked away. I don't really know why, he was gonna see me naked anyway. I lied on the massage table. "Do you want a scented oil?" He asked.

"No." My voice sounded muffled, but I'm pretty sure he heard me. I felt something cold being poured onto my back. I gasped.

"Is this your first time getting an oil massage?" The masseur asked me.

"Yea, is it that obvious?" I questioned.

"It is." He chuckled and started to rub his hands onto my shoulders, massaging them slowly. Oh god, I didn't even realize how sore my shoulders were. "Mmmmm." I moaned softly.

"Wow, you seen really tense." He told me.

"I've just been feeling so stressed lately. This is exactly what I needed." I told him. He hummed in response.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" He asked.

"Yea." I answered. He continued down my back, massaging it, too. He slowly grazed my ass, giving it a light squeeze, then down my legs.
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Soon, he finished.

"Turn over and lie on your back." He told me. I obeyed again and I heard him mumble a 'Wow'. I smirked slightly, biting my lip. I closed my eyes.

And I need to stop. I have a boyfriend.

The masseur poured more oil onto my stomach, and I sucked in a breath. Damn this was cold. I felt his hands on me again. He started with my shoulders and went down, massaging my breasts. Fuck, he's really good with his hands.

"You seem sexually frustrated." He told me.

"I'm not." I raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"So relax. I won't do anything." He said.

"It's just that I never really have a guy touching me like this other than my boyfriend." I told him. He went down to my stomach and stopped after a few seconds.

"Are you pregnant?" He asked. I opened my eyes.

"No, why?" I answered.

"You are. You're stomach is really firm." He told me, feeling my stomach again. I looked at him, like he was crazy.

(A/N: Idk if you can tell if someone's pregnant by touching their stomach, but just go with it)

"What?" I wasn't getting what he was saying. I can't be pregnant.

"Have you been feeling nauseous lately?" He asked me. I hesitantly nodded. Now that I think about it, I've been vomiting a lot the past few weeks. Jack thought that I might of had food poisoning or something.

"Have you been having extreme cravings, always hungry and eating a lot?" He asked me again. What is he? Some kind of doctor? But then again, the answer was yes, so I nodded. "Have you been feeling tired and having mood swings?" He asked one last time and I nodded again. "Then, you're pregnant. If you still don't believe me, take a test." He told me.

"Do you have one?" I asked. He nodded, rummaging through a drawer, and taking out a box with a test in it, handing it to me. "Thank you." I took it from him and put my robe back on and exited the room, going into the bathroom. I followed the directions on the box and waited for the results.
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