“It’s really not fair,” Brooke said as she came around from behind me. 

I twitched hard in my chair and nearly dropped my phone as I hadn’t heard her come in. I was sitting in the reception area of our office and thought everyone had left. I was looking on my phone at local massage parlor ads, and the photos they use to get you to click on their ad were invariably of a scantily clad young Asian or Latina girl.

“Oh, um, hi Brooke. What’s not fair?”

“You guys can breeze into town, forget your worries, go get a massage—" She made her fingers do the quote thing when she said massage. “Get your jollies, and go back to the hotel all happy and chill.”

My face reddened as I now knew I was totally caught. Brooke obviously saw what was on my phone. But she didn't seem upset or threaten me with sexual harassment, so … onward and upward, right?

“Yeah, sorry you saw that on my phone. I wasn’t expecting anyone. And you’re right, it is an industry that caters to men. They are probably afraid of lawsuits, ya know?”

Brooke sat down opposite of me. Here at the head office, everyone dressed casual but Brooke, being in sales, wore a dressy black pencil skirt and a satin green blouse. She crossed her legs, they looked smooth and silky as they descended to her pumps.

“Yeah, I guess. Meanwhile, the women are left all tensed up.” She squirmed in her seat. “Massage parlors seem safe. You go in, get relaxed, done and done, no hassles.”

“True. No strings, no attachments. And it’s, you know, got the human touch. So much better than just … well … doing it yourself. And nobody calls you the next day to see if you’ve been thinking about them!”

Brooke chuckled. “Must be nice.” She sighed and shook her head sadly.

“Well… you know what? Some of these places do a couples massage.”

Brooke looked at me. “I’ve had those on vacations. They never quite touch you the way I’m talking about.”

“These places aren’t true spas like at a fancy hotel. Tell you what, let me make some calls, I’ll get us wired up. How about we go to the hotel, get cleaned up, maybe a quick shower and whatever. Meanwhile, I’ll set us up for an 8:00 reservation? So be ready by 7:30 or so. We will meet in the lobby.”

“You, uh, want me to come with you for a couples massage? Seriously? I mean, we aren’t a couple, I have a boyfriend. Well, sort of.”

“And I’ve got a girlfriend, kinda. I’m going so I can make sure you get what you want. They might not do it right unless I go with you. It’ll be fine.”

Brooke swung her foot in a circle for a few moments.

“No peeking, mister.”

I smirked at her. “Sure. You either.”

She smirked back at me. “Okay.”

- - - - -

The Uber driver picked us up at 7:35. I was glad to see that Brooke dressed appropriately in yoga pants and some kind of workout-looking top with a light jacket. No bra.

“It’s about 15 minutes away,” I informed her. “Nervous?”

She shrugged. “A bit. I’m just trying not to get my hopes up.”

I smiled. “I talked with the lady on the phone. She had a strong Chinese accent but seemed to understand me just fine. I said I wanted the couples massage which means two gal masseuses—”

“Wait! I thought I would get a guy. Uh, a masseur.”

“Uh, no. They don’t have those, just gals, ladies. I thought you understood.”

She sighed heavily. “Fine. Go on. I’m not a lesbian, though.”

I smiled. “You close your eyes and you will be fine. So I said I wanted two gals with everything listed on their ad, which was full body rub, body-to-body rub, mutual touch—”

“Mutual touch?” she interrupted. “Like, I touch her?”

“Well, you don’t have to, but you can.”

“And what’s the body-to-body rub mean?”

“She will massage your body with … her body. It’s quite nice.”

“Can we turn this car around?”

The driver perked up. “Huh? You guys want to go somewhere else? You just—”

“No,” I interrupted. “We’re fine. Keep going.” 

I turned to Brooke. “You’re going to be fine. I know you want this. You wore clothing that won’t leave any marks on you. You showered and you smell wonderful.” I glanced at her chest rising and falling. “And if I may be so bold, your nipples seem happy about all of this.”

“Whatever,” she said and waved her hand dismissively.

“So the thing to remember, if you want to get touched and I know you do, is when you lie face down, spread your legs so your feet are at the sides of the table. That shows that you are open for business, so to speak.”

“And you’ll be right there? Watching all of this?”

“Yes and no. I’ll be right there, but I will have my own excitement going on.”

“And we’re naked, of course.”

“Yes, no draping of any kind. If they offer you some, politely decline.”

We rode the rest of the way in silence. The Happy Sunshine Spa looked like any other massage place from the outside. They had demure pictures of people covered by towels getting massages along with hot stones, cupping, other things which we weren’t going to be doing. The object of these signs is to prevent anyone from seeing inside. 

We rang the bell after we closed the door behind us and Mama-San came out. “Oh yes, you couple massage. Very nice, very nice. You like. How long? Hour? Two-hunnid-dollah.”

I fished out the Benjamins and handed them to her. 

“You get Lily and Sara. We go back room. Come.”

Soft music played throughout as we walked through another door and down a hallway, passing little rooms with single massage tables as we went. She led us to the last room which had low lighting, a little water fountain trickling in the corner, and two massage tables with about two feet of space between them. The tables each had little towels folded into swans. Another corner had hooks on the wall and a shelf which was for our clothing. It all looked to be on the up-and-up.

“Okay, you undress now. Girls in two-three minute.” She closed the door. I started kicking off my shoes. 

“Turn around, buddy,” Brooke insisted. “You didn’t even buy me a drink.”

I chuckled and obliged her. I got undressed but stayed staring at the wall. Finally, I heard her making noises at her table, and she called out, “Okay.”

I turned around, stark naked, and saw her fine ass sticking up in the air, and she remembered to spread her legs but it was far too dark for me to see anything. I could see the side of her breast, though, as it lay there squashed. Her breasts seemed much bigger than I was previously aware of. My cock noticed this, too.

Brooke was face down on table, resting her cheeks in the opening of the table. She rose up to look at me as I still stood there. She saw my lengthening cock and quickly buried her face back in the hole.

“What the hell? You just gonna stand there?”

“I’ve got to tip the gals beforehand. That’s how it works. That $200 was for the house and a basic massage. We want the extras.”

“Well, stop looking at my ass, at least.”

“Nope. Can’t help myself. It’s a glorious ass.”

The two gals walked in at this time. “You want couple massage?” one of them asked me.

“Yes we do, but we want the special massage. Body-to-body, everything.”

“Special massage yeah, on lady too?”

“Yes. Massage her everywhere you massage me. Same-same.”

The two girls looked at each other for a moment. “Okay, but lady tell us.”

“Brooke, they want to hear you say it.”

She rose up a little so she could turn her head properly. “Yes, I want the special massage. What is your name?”

“I’m Sara. She Lily. Okay. You okay special rub, lady?” Sara rubbed her own pussy on the outside of her shorts with a questioning look.

Brooke laughed a little. “Yes. I am okay with you rubbing my pussy.”

The other girl looked at me and made the universal sign for a blowjob; her thumb and forefinger making a circle and moving back and forth near her open mouth.

“Yes, I want oral,” I replied. “So does she.”

Brooke’s eyes shot open impossibly wide as she looked at me and then at Sara. “You, you don’t have to do that…”

Sara smiled. “You want that, yes?”

Brooke settled down and whispered a tiny, “yes.”

Sara smiled even bigger. “I do that. You like.”

“So,” I said as I moved to my table to lie down. “Can you two do the same things at the same time to each of us?”

“Yes. In the sink. Si-hunnid.”

I smiled. “Yes, in synch.” I got my wallet and gave her three hundreds and gave Lily three also. “Okay. Thank you very much.”

I reached over and grabbed Brooke’s hand. “Relax, enjoy, stop thinking and just be.” She gave my hand a good squeeze back.

- - - - -

Personally, I don’t like having my face in that hole in the massage table. They put towels down and protective paper so it’s clean, but I just seem to get blow-back when I breathe and it feels claustrophobic. I like breathing fresh air. So I usually lie with my head turned to one side or another. Since Brooke was to my left, I turned left so I could sort of watch. 

The gals worked well together. For the first several minutes, they gave us each a nice all-over rub-down. They weren’t in a hurry, they took their time. I could see Brooke’s breathing slow down, which I took as a sign that she was relaxing. Good.

A few minutes later the girls positioned themselves right near our heads so they could give us proper upper back and shoulder rubs. When they do this, I always reach forward and rub their thighs with my hands. So I did this, and Lily’s legs felt firm and soft and so smooth.

“Hey Brooke. Reach forward with your hands.”

I watched as she did so but then stopped as she felt Sara’s legs. 

Sara simply grabbed Brooke’s hands and placed them on her own thighs. Brooke stayed still for a moment. Then she began to explore Sara’s legs a little. 

I moaned in bliss as Lily worked on my shoulders and my hands slipped up inside her shorts. I peeked at the clock, we were ten minutes in. I felt it was time for things to happen. I was about to say something when both girls came down in the area between our two tables and stopped halfway down. Presently, I felt very warm oil dripping on my ass cheeks and then directly on my asshole. Lily’s hands immediately followed, kneading my ass cheeks hard. And her fingers kept straying around my asshole. Both Brooke and I moaned at the same time.

Then, both of Lily’s hands concentrated on my butthole, playing and rubbing and driving me fucking crazy. I was pleasantly surprised by her question. 

“Okay I go inside, mister?”

I cleared my throat and croaked out, “Yes. Brooke, say yes.”

I heard a muffled “Yes” from Brooke’s direction.

Lily slipped the tip of her finger inside me.

“Fuck, that’s nice,” I moaned. 

“Jesus Christ,” was all Brooke had to say.

Lily gently fucked my well-oiled asshole with her finger, taking her time and sinking in a little farther every few strokes. I couldn’t help but raise my ass in a bit off the table, subconsciously encouraging her to keep fucking me. She slipped her hand underneath and gently stroked my cock. 

“Oh my God, thank you, thank you,” I managed to whisper. Her fingers lightly dancing on the stretched skin of my cock was driving me crazy.

“Okay I go inside here lady?” Sara asked Brooke. She was already inside Brooke’s ass, she obviously was asking to finger Brooke’s pussy.

“Yes, for the love of God, yes!” Brooke rose up on her elbows and turned to look at me; her eyes looked sleepy, as if she were in a dream-state.

“You good?” I asked.

A sexy smile spread over her face. “Abso-fucking-lately. Never better. And I mean never.” Brooke plopped back down on her front, but kept her head turned towards me. We looked each other in the eye as we received our pleasure. 

Suddenly, she closed her eyes and began trembling off and on. Her face scrunched up for several seconds … and she released a huge breath of air. 

“Coming, dear?” I teased.

“Yesssss,” was all she said. 

I felt great relief that she came. Whatever happened after this was just icing on the cake. I got her to come, so to speak, and now I could just enjoy myself and the delightful sensations of a prostate and penis massage…

Sara’s voice broke my reverie. “Okay you people look our body.”

I felt empty as Lily withdrew her finger. I hoped for her to return, soon.

Both Brooke and I rose up to look at our girls undressing. They were typical Asian cuties; bangs, small breasts with hard nipples sticking straight out, small in stature, and black furry patches between their legs. They took their oil squirters and dribbled oil over each other’s body, then rubbed each other to spread the oil everywhere. My cock stayed at its rock hard level. 

“I’m guessing this is the body-to-body portion of tonight’s program,” I joked to Brooke as I laid back down on my stomach. 

“I can’t fucking wait,” Brooke said hoarsely.

Lily, at the end of my table, crawled up over my feet and rested her torso on my legs. Then she slowly moved up, her rock-hard nipples scraping my backside until her head was right behind mine. She leaned down and licked my outer ear as she ground her pussy against my tailbone. 

“You like me, mister?”

“Yes, Lily. Very much. I give big tip when finish.” I immediately felt like an idiot as I realized I was mimicking her speech. But she just giggled and said, “I like you, you nice man. I suck you cock soon, mister. You like that. Come in mouth.”

I heard Sara’s voice call out as she was in the same position as Lily. “Okay, we come now.”

Lily began grinding her pussy hard on my tailbone. I tensed up to keep myself still so she could get the most out of her grinding. It felt weird to be used like this, but I got over that quickly. It was just a minute or two before Sara came, and Lily came on me shortly after that. 

Both gals got up at the same time and Sara said, “Turn over.” Brooke and I rolled toward each other and got on our backs. I was pleased to see that all of Brooke’s shyness completely evaporated. She smiled at me as her large, luscious breasts swung and heaved as she maneuvered onto her back. I caught her looking at my solid erection, too. The gals provided pillows for us so we could look down at our own bodies. 

The girls oiled themselves up again, giggling as they playfully grabbed each other’s pussies. Then they repeated their earlier move of starting down on our thighs and working their way up our bodies. Except, of course, this time Lily was sliding directly over my cock, for fuck’s sake. She slid slowly up until her face was right in mine, and she leaned down and kissed me gently. I wrapped my arms around her and she ground her little body on my cock. 

Lily pulled back a little and looked over at the other table. “Look your friend.”

I turned to see the definitely-not-a-lesbian Brooke hugging and French-kissing dear little Sara for all she was worth. It was fucking hot. I turned back to Lily and Frenched her hard, also. She adjusted herself so her wet pussy lips lay astride my cock, it felt outstanding as she moved slightly up and down. I knew if I moved a little bit a certain way he could go right inside of her… but I didn’t want to take that risk.

Eventually, Lily slowly slid back down my body and I opened my legs to allow her to rest in between them. Sara missed the signal, or maybe Brooke just had her fingers too deep into Sara’s ass cheeks, but those two were still locked at the lips. 

Lily positioned herself so that she was ready to give me head, mouth open while her right hand was holding my cock straight up. 

“Hey lady,” Lily called out. “Look now.” 

It took a moment but those two came up for air and Brooke looked over at my upright cock. Lily smiled and then, slowly, engulfed my cock with her hot, wet, mouth. She got down about halfway and gagged a little, then came back up. Drool connected my cock to her lips as she smiled and did it again.

Those other two decided that it was, indeed, time for oral fun. Sara slithered down quickly as Brooke brought her knees up and opened herself wide. Sara began licking Brooke’s outer lips, while Brooke just moaned softly.

Lily upped her rhythm and I stopped paying attention to Brooke, I had my things to think about. Lily found her little oil bottle and squirted it on my ass and taint. She followed up with her fingers pushing all around down there and soon my asshole was being penetrated again. Combined with her tongue hitting that spot on my cock just right and I knew I wasn’t going to be long for this world. 

“Hey Brooke, watch me come!”

“Wha-a-a?” she eked out. But she did open her eyes and saw me stiffen as I unloaded a massive amount of semen into Lily’s mouth. Lily rose up, some cum dripped from her mouth and she looked around like, where can I spit this?

“Here,” Brooke said as she waved Lily over. “Give it to me.”

Lily shrugged and climbed off the table and bent down over Brooke’s mouth. Brooke opened wide and accepted it all as my cum dripped from Lily’s mouth into hers. Brooke put an arm around Lily and they kissed…

Well, my cock didn’t go soft, I can fucking tell you that.  

Sara’s tongue picked up the rhythm and it looked like she was fucking Brooke with two fingers. Brooke released Lily so she could say “omigod” about twenty times and then squealed for half a minute. Her legs trembled and quaked and she might have passed out for a few moments.

Sara raised up, her face glistening with girl goo from Brooke. She got off the table and looked at me, pointing to Brooke’s lower half. Then she kissed Brooke, who had roused from her mini-coma. Lily began suckling Brooke’s left breast, and I crawled off my table and onto Brooke’s. My knees bumped Brooke’s legs open.

“May I?” I inquired.

“Huh?” Brooke was still in a fog.

Sara helped out. “He wanna fuck you, lady. He need answer. You say yes, we leave you alone. You fuck.”

“Yes, baby. Please fuck me. Thank you, lovely ladies, so much! You've been amazing.” They each kissed her. 

“Lily, bring over my pants? Thanks. Let me get my wallet.” I gave them each another $200. “Thank you so much. Be done in a little bit.” And they left after profusely thanking us both.

“Well, big boy, weren’t you going to fuck me?” Brooke held her arms up for me to fall into. I maneuvered my cock to her opening and rubbed his head in between her wet lips. Mmmmm…

I slowly sank myself into her pussy, so soft and tight, and slick with her juices. We both let out little moans as I “bottomed out” on her.

“How’s your night been?” I whispered.

“Oh, you know, just the usual lesbian activities and fucking a handsome guy I didn’t think I ever would. Had the best sex of my life. So yeah, maybe the best night of my life. You?”

“Yeah, it was good to break out of the routine, you know. Make love to an absolutely beautiful woman who I’ve fantasized about for over three years.”

“You haven’t made love to her yet. You just stuck your dick in her.”

“I’m workin’ on it, alright sweetheart? I’m thinking about making my move any minute now.” 

“I can’t wait to see what it is—“

My lips clamped down on hers, soft and sweet. Our tongues immediately met in the middle of our open-mouth kiss. I began doing the old in-and-out with my cock, a time-honored move. I let my full weight down on top of Brooke, my beautiful Brooke. 

“That’s,”’ Brooke whispered between kisses. “That’s a pretty good move.” She planted soft kisses on my cheek, leaving little wet swirls on me. “I’d use that again, if I were you.”

“Mmmmm… (kiss)… I’m glad you liked it. I’ve got… (kiss) at least two more.”

She brought her knees up, further opening herself up to me. “I got moves, too.”

A massage table doesn’t have a lot of give like a bed does, so my hard thrusts just pounded Brooke’s pussy into submission. We were both climbing fast, I had to cover her mouth with my hand to try to keep the noise down. But it was like trying to put the cork back into a champagne bottle, lots of bubbles leaked out. 

I grunted into Brooke’s ear, I was fucking her too hard to kiss her. “You’re so … fucking sexy I … can’t take much more.”

I released her mouth so she could respond. “Little more … fuck me … a little more … yes … yes yes fuck me fuck me fuck me Fuck Meeee!”

I gritted my teeth as I tried not to come. As soon as the “omigods” came out I shut her up again with my hand and then I unloaded every drop of semen I had left into her quivering, gushing pussy. 

We spent the next few minutes coming back down, exchanging little giggles and kisses, and reveling in the thrill of a newfound partner. 

The door opened and light spilled into the room. 

“One hour now,” Mama-San informed us. “You want more?”

We declined and scrambled to get dressed.

- - - - -

“Well,” I began as the Uber pulled away from the curb. 

“Yeah. Well, well.” Brooke's face was no more than three inches from mine as we sat all scrunched together in the spacious back seat, my arm holding her close. She leaned in and kissed me softly for a bit. 

“The night is young,” I said quietly. “We will get back to the hotel by about 9:30. I was thinking … we could either fuck, or, make love until we pass out. Whaddya think?”

“Hmm, tough choice. What if … we did some of both?”

I reached up and caressed her breast which unfortunately was back in its unnatural habitat of sports-bra-shirt. Still, she felt very nice.

“You didn’t even touch them before.”

“I plan to make up for that, Brooke. You best prepare yourself.”

She smiled and we rode in peace for a while. 

“What about… “ she began and stopped.

“What about what?”

“You said the nice thing about massages is, you know, no strings, no attachments, you don’t have to worry about calling someone the next day to see if they’re okay…”

“Oh, yeah. Don’t worry. I won’t be calling you in the morning.”

“Oh.” Brooke leaned back in her seat, 

“Yeah, cuz I will be with you in the morning and my face will be buried in your pussy.”

She turned back to me and pulled her tight shirt up and over her big breast. I immediately cupped her yielding flesh and growled. 

“Okay,” she said, smiling in the back of the car. “You don’t have to call me, then.”

“But… maybe I’ll call you the next day… just to see if you got home alright.”

“Maybe I'll be with my boyfriend?”

“Maybe you will re-think your sort-of-boyfriend by then.”

She kissed me again, hard and deep, for a long time.

“Maybe. But.” She paused and looked past me out the window.

“But what?”

“There’s this lesbian thing that has cropped up, rather unexpectedly. Or, I guess bisexual is the proper term. I want to explore that some more.”

“You got someone in mind?” I asked as I played with her bare nipple.

“There’s a hot little Asian gal in my building who has been, shall we say, overly friendly.”

“Oh really? Hey, maybe I could come and see you and we massage her.”

Brooke reached down and grabbed my resurging cock through my pants. 

“Yeah, maybe we could.”