Richie and Toni in Rehab

The Glen’s Rehabilitation Center was ready to go. Toni was thrilled with the big open room and the three treatment rooms. It was all light and airy with large windows that faced a rolling countryside. She and Richie had been working most of the day setting everything up.

"Are you sure?" Richie said standing by the treadmill, "Cause I ain’t moving it again."

"I’m sure love, you’re a tremendous help you know," Toni ran her hand around his waist.

"You just wanted my brawn today,"

"And you have lots of that don’t you?" she grinned and winked. "Now if you can help me unpack this last crate, I think we pretty much have it all out."

Richie wandered off into one of the treatment rooms, "What does this thing do?"

"It stretches your spine honey. Come help me."

"What’s in here?" he asked taking the top off the last crate.

"It should be and it's a whirlpool. Oh good, it’s all here." After setting up the whirlpool, Richie sat down on one of the empty crates.

"I was just thinking about the first time I walked into your treatment room in Jersey. You gave me a massage and a hard on."

"Now I didn’t give you that, you did that on your own." Toni grinned.

"No…you gave it to me; I was embarrassed to turn over. It was the feel of your hands on my bare skin that did it. You’ve got magic sexy hands Toni," he took her hands and kissed them.

"Hmmm, muscles feeling a little tight, maybe a little ache between the shoulders?" she asked running her hands up his back.

"You got it baby, oh yeah…right there."

"Come on back to my treatment bed Mr. Roberts and let me take care of that for you," she led him into one of the treatment rooms, "Now take off your shirt and lay down on your stomach."

"Pants too?"

Toni laughed, "You got aches there too, honey?"

"Oh yeah…real bad one." He looked seriously in pain.

"I’ll take care of that one later," she said. "Relax now…oh the music is a nice touch isn’t it?" She began the long strokes up his back.

"Yeah…nice touch," was Richie’s muffled reply.