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to Lovers immersive erotic Fantasy. Ever since accepting investors into
their business, Suzanne and Natasha have had nothing but stress.
Gone of the relaxing days of running the Latin lit
bookstore they both loved passionately. Now it was all long
meetings with accountants. Suzanne could feel her mind collapsing under
the stress. But when her business partner and friend suggests
her own solution to the problems, Suzanne's mind becomes a
turmoil of shock and curiosity. Could this really work or
will it just destroy the last remnants of their business relationship. Hi,
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The minutes on the clock on the office wall clicked
laboriously around, killing the minutes of yet another Friday evening.
Suzanne sighed deeply as she watched the clock and her
life ticking by. Already come seven, another four o'clock meeting
that was meant to only last an hour, and yet
here they were, when her and Natasha had sold a
share of the business to investors. This sort of life
hadn't figured in their plans. They had thought it would
stay being fun. Of course, they realized that having investors
involved would mean some changes, but they hadn't realized that
their little coffee and bookshop would become so well corporate.
The male voices around the table droned on as if
they were somehow enjoying the prerogatory of working so late
on a Friday. Suzanne had given up listening to exactly
what they were saying an hour before, and now was
only trying to plan how she could salvage what remained
of the weekend in the back of her mind. Eventually,
the voices seemed to come to an end, and the
gray suits at the table stood on mass and began
filing out of the room, leaving just Souon and Natasha
looking over the board table at each other in disbelief.
It wasn't that anything bad was happening, unless you considered
the heart and soul of Latin lit being dragged painfully
from its corpse bad in unison, The two ladies looked
at each other from across the shiny veneer of the table.
This stress is killing me. This isn't what we planned,
Suzanne ventured, after the office door slid shut. How do
you deal with it, Natasha? You love this business as
much as I do. It must be killing you too,
Suzanne asked in a pained voice. For a moment, Natasha
just looked sheepish, her gaze falling and her cheeks reddening
with a subtle embarrassment. Well, she started a couple of
weeks ago, I discovered this man with magic hands, and
every Friday night I go for a massage after these meetings,
and it really makes a difference to my stress levels.
For a moment, Suzanne really didn't know what to say.
She'd known Natasha for years, and out of the two
of them, she had always seen the most prudish, so
the thought of her letting a strange man put his
hands on her body seemed so alien. Natasha shuffled some
paperwork on the desk before raising it to hide her
face as she whispered, why don't you come with me?
It will really help. Suzanne opened her mouth, trying to
find words to explain that she wasn't sure of both
women being in the same room together in just their
underwear was the best thing for their business relationship. She
was even more shocked when she heard her lips utter sure,
why not? In what could only be described as a trance,
Suzanne collected her paperwork, packed a briefcase, and joined her
business partner. As she left the office, following her through
the empty bookstore and into the dimming light of the
evening sun as they braved the sea of pedestrians that
went about their business outside. Eventually, the two women found
themselves at the entrance of a non descript hel salon,
the warm lights from within casting an inviting glow onto
the gray of the sidewalk. Natasha just turned and smiled
reassuringly towards Suzanne as she pushed the door open, to
be heralded by a gentle ring of a bell holding
it open. Suzanne followed her into the warm waiting room beyond.
A young man appeared from the back room and smiled
warmly Natasha in recognition as he wrapped his arms around
her and gave her a friendly hug before saying, Natasha,
good to see you again, and you bought a friend. Yes,
I have. She could really do with your magic touch, Warren,
can you fit her in? Natasha replied in a surprisingly
upbe voice. The young man, who Susanne presumed was called Warren,
turned and walked towards the open diary laid on the
wooden desk at the side of the room, before taking
a shadow breath in and saying I do have other
clients in this evening, but if you don't mind sharing
the room and me getting my assistant to help, then
I'm sure we can satisfy your need. Natasha turned to
face Suzanne, who was unable to speak at all, and
she just nodded in agreement. Natasha wanting to share a
room she hadn't even volunteered to share hotel rooms when
they had been on business trips, let alone in such
a personal manner. Just smiling gently and turning to face
Warren again, Natasha simply said, okay, that sounds great, before
following him through the door at the back of the
room along a well lit corridor decorated with sensual images
of men and women relaxing in the beauty of nature. Eventually,
he stopped at the door, turning the handle and letting
it slide open. He held his hand up in a
gesture of invitation before saying, just in case you've forgotten, Natasha,
change in here. There are plenty of roads for both
of you. I will prepare the adjoining room with the
second massage bed. Just you and your friend come through
whenever you are ready. The door swung shut, and Suzanne
just looked with disbelief at Natasha, who had already slipped
off her suit jacket and placed it on a hanger
and was unbuttoning her shirt as if this was the
most normal, natural thing to do. Hesitantly unbuttoning her own shirt,
she found herself watching Natasha curiously, as if seeing the
woman for the very first time, almost expecting leather lingerie
to be hidden beneath her. Starched off his suit, Suzanne
was almost disappointed to really that she wore a very
normal cotton bra, which she unfastened with remarkable ease. With
Suzanne so close to her. Releasing her own bra, Suzanne
was surprised to realize how comfortable she felt. It is
not like another woman had never seen her breast before,
but she had never expected to undress in front of Natasha.
Grateful both women were of a similar age and showed
the same ravages of time, she slipped her skirt over
her thighs. Suzanne suddenly wondered whether she should be leaving
her panties on for the massage, suddenly conscious that she
hadn't had a lady to remp for over a week.
After all, she was single, so who would ever know
but her looking for a cue from Natasha. Suzanne watched
Natasha slid her own skirt over her legs, repressing her gasps,
she realized Natasha wasn't wearing any panties at all. She
had been sat in the office with her all day,
with the breeze blowing up from the bookstore below, her
pussy exposed to its gentle kiss. Knowing this now was
something she would have a perpetual image of every time
they sat in the meeting together, Suzanne felt a tingle
between her thighs and the curiosity of how that would
feel to be naked beneath her skirt whilst engaged in
serious business meetings. Following her lead, Suzanne slipped her cotton
panties down her thighs, comfortable with herself as she noticed
Natasha was even less trimm than her. The two ladies
took their ropes from the hangers and placed them over
their naked bodies before Natasha turned to Suzanne and said,
you'll love this. Just go with it. It will do
wonders for your stress, and then turning, she opened the
door to the adjoining room and Suzanne followed her through,
a little unsure about what she meant, soft, relaxing music
played echoed gently around the room. Beyond the warm glow
of candles, and an atmospheric downlight bathed two massage beds
in an inviting light. The fragrance of warm massage or
drifted in the air, helping Suzanne to relax with just
the hint of its smell. On the other side of
the room, Warren was stood with a broad smile, and
next to him a slightly older gentleman. He was taller,
maybe three inches taller than Wren, and much broader. Beneath
his white tunics, Suzanne noticed movements of his muscles. Not
the muscles of a gym bunny who did nothing but
locked himself in the mirror as he worked out, but
the muscles of a mature man who had taken care
of his body more than most. Presumably the tunic had
been designed for someone a little shorter, as it barely
covered the waist of his white linen pants, leaving little
to the imagination. Beneath the flowing white material, Warren stepped forward,
holding out his hand in a now familiar gesture of
invitation as it hovered over the please take your robes off,
and laid face down on the beds. Marcus will help me,
as there are two of you, he said, with a
smile that seemed to simply stretch from ear to ear.
A little cautiously, Suzanne slipped out of her robe and
quickly laid face down on the bed, ensuring her Ladygarden
was suitably hidden, conscious of how much silly light might
be exposed by her naked ass, she sighed in relief
when she felt the soft touch of a towel across
her ass had ANDed over the top of her thighs,
a little surprised when she realized that one of the
men turned a fan on at the bottom of the beds,
his gentle touch caress in the inside of her thighs
in the most indecent manner. Turning her head, she looked
toward Natasha for reassurance they were doing the right thing.
Her business partner and friend, realizing her doubt, raised her
hand and squeezed Suzanne's in comfort as she smiled gently
before saying, relax, this will be fantastic. I would do
it more often if I had the time. Suzanne released
her friend's hand, pulling her own back beneath her head
as she felt the first warm caress of massagel down
her spine. Strong thumbs pressed the oil up her back.
Her eyes closed, and she moaned gently as she could
feel her own tension beneath his touch. His fingers circled
her shoulder blades, gently electrifying the nerves, before he pressed
down with the heel of his hands, spreading relaxation through
her back. Essentially, his fingers traced the warm oil over
her neck, the pads of his thumbs, releasing the stress
held inside her tight muscles. She had to admit, as
she surrendered to the pleasure of relaxation spreading through her body,
that whatever magic he was working was taking the stress
of the week far away. As his hands continued to
press relaxation through her back, through her shoulders, and down
through her arms, a warm glow gently spread over her body,
a single she had not felt so long, even in
those intimate moments when she was by herself, this had
been missing. Suddenly, aware that he had moved in front
of her, sand chanced and opened her eyes, hardly surprised
that he was at hip level to the bed, However,
a little shot at how his swollen cock moved so
freely beneath the white linen as his growing erection tented
the soft material. She had to admit it had been
a very long time since a young man had been
so aroused just by touching her. As she closed her
eyes to try and shut out the thought and control
the sensations moving between her legs, all she could imagine
was how it would be to experience feeling his cock
inside her, even as his hands worked up and down
the back of her thighs, his fingertips caressing that soft skin,
tormenting hersations even higher. A gentle tingle echoed within our sex,
accentuated by the gentle kiss of the air from the fan.
Suzanne was surprised when she realized her clit was already
throbbing gently. Ways of relaxation moved over her body, leaving
her no choice but to immerse in the pleasure moving
through every cell. She let her mind drift, to wander
into thought, into that gray area between real and dream,
a place she had lived in so many nights. As
she lay alone in her bed, occupied by only the
thoughts of her frustrated desires, and resisting the urge to
open her eyes, that the sound of Natasha's gentle moaning
and the sensual groans coming from her friend's lips, only
serving to fuel her own desire as she felt the
first caress of his fingertips moving beneath the towel, his
thumbs pressing along the top of her thighs. Wore moil
mixed with the beautifully gentle caress of the fan as
he found her pussy lips, and Suzanne could only feel
the fire, igniting her desire further. She heard a moan,
deep and guttural echo from her lips as his fingertips
eased the length of her pussy, the whisper of his
touch as he circled her clit sending a shock wave
of pleasure through her whole body. The tingle transformed into
a throbbing pulsing a need to be fulfilled. Suzanne lifted
her hips just slightly, inviting him deeply inside as his
fingers slid between her welcoming folds and pressed on the
walls for her pussy, tracing her desire even higher. Her
sex clutching along the strong fingers easy curled them inside her,
massaging that hidden spot. Suzanne could sense the lights flashing
before her eyes as his thumb pressed over the tight
rosette of her asp, tormenting her with such a beautiful desire.
She was suddenly aware of the heat of his breath,
caressing her most intimate spot, one hand parting her cheeks
as a tip of his tongue teased at her rosette
and flicked it gently, forcing her body to clutch in
such a needy way. As his fingers gently curled inside,
thrusting deeper and deeper into her wanton pussy. Suzanne's fingers
dug into the soft material of the bed, parting her thighs.
She wanted him deeper, wanted him to fill every inch
of her pussy. In compliant retalization of her need, he
slipped two fingers, maybe three, between her lips. As her
pussy stretched and tightened, the electricity flowed between her ass
and clip. Her body trembled with desire as she pressed
back against him. Suddenly, he flipped her over the towel,
falling to the floor as he kissed down her stomach,
the tip of his tongue forming warm circles over the
top of her thighs, sucking her clip between his teeth.
Suzanne could do nothing but place her legs over his shoulders,
wanting his tongue, his fingers, his cock to own her
desire completely. She writhed with undeniable pleasure as his lips
sucked along her folds, pulling them slowly between his teeth.
As his fingertips massaged the rosette of herass before sliding inside,
massaging that most private erosion is sown. As his tongue
tormented her clit, his lips sucking at it voraciously. Suddenly,
she could hear his voice, deep and resonant as he
spoke filth against her clt reminding her of how good
she tasted, how sweet her neck truly was. The gentle
vibrations of his voice echoed through a clid as she
could hear him asking her to come. She could hear
the vibration of his voice against her pussy, inviting her orgasm,
further intensifying her pleasure, forcing her sex to respond in
such a beautiful rhythm. Sizanne looked down. His eyes sparkled
with a deep and dark passion as he looked back
up at her over her pussy, the lust for only hers.
His fingers gently massaged inside, igniting a wildfire throughout her body,
pressing her feet down onto his shoulders, her back arched
as the onslaught of her orgasm cascaded through her An
eruption of electricity vibrated and her sex as she clenched
her thighs around his head, trying to hold his gaze
before her eyes closed, rolling back into her head as
a rainbow of sensual pleasure assaulted her senses. Unwilling to stop,
he slipped his fingers from her ass and press them
inside her puss, curling and tormenting that magic spot once again,
as his tongue flicked more aggressively over a clid, repeatedly
assaulting it, perpetuating her orgasm until Suzanne thought she might faint.
Reaching down, she grasped his hair tightly, holding him against
her as the avalanche of orgasm continued to cascade through
every cell. Wave after wave of sensual pleasure flooded through
her body as her pussy vibrated with an aggressive, desperate
need as it clutched along his fingers. Oblivious to the room,
Suzanne moaned, I want to fill you inside me. Without waiting,
he slid her down the bed, his eyes glimmering with
desperate need. She moved her hands, her fingers, releasing the
ties of his pants as she grasped his thick cock
and guided him inside her, wrapping her legs around his
waist As she pulled him even tighter. The throbbing tip
of his cock pressed along the still trembling walls of
her pussy. As her orgasm continued to grow, the sensation
of in thrusting deeper only accelerated her pleasure, moving through
her whole body. Looking up into his eyes that burned
with an animal passion, with a need equal to Suzanne's
to fill his cum inside her, feeling the muscles on
his arms clenched as his passion grew, his thrust intensifying
more needy, the tip of his cock kissed the end
of her sex. Her pussy clutched voraciously along his swollen length,
squeezing him tightly, urging his cumb to fill her pussy. Suddenly,
he tensed against her, moaning her name as his eyes
agnows lighted with a wild fire of need. As is
warm and come coated the inside of her pussy, the
sensation of feeling his pleasure deep inside her, intensifying her
orgasm even stronger. Suzan pressed back against his cock, impaling
herself harder deeper as her head rolled back in. Her
back arched, her body collapsing into the depths of her desire.
Shrouded in the after glow of pleasure, Suzan could only
moan gently, giggling to herself that her forgotten passion rekindled
here for the very first time in many years. Somewhere
in the distance of the room, she could hear a
gentle whisper word spoken so softly that could be right
next to her ear. I'm sure of what was said
through their of a raft to glow. As she tried
to focus, she suddenly realized her hands were underneath her
head as she lay face down on the bed, the
soft towel covering her modesty, while the fan gently caressed
a still trembling pussy. We will let you rest here
for a minute, but when you're ready, you can go
back to the changing room and we will see you
out front, Warren said, obviously repeating himself as he was
aware that Suzanne's mind had been somewhere else. A little confused,
Suzanne turned her head to face a friend, her eyes
a mask of questions. I don't know how they do it,
but I'm guessing looking at the flush complexion on your face,
you enjoyed it as much as I did. Natasha said, see,
I told you it would help you relax. Suzanne closed
her eyes whispered wow, just fucking wow, as a throbbing
echo to pleasure. So next week, I haven't decided yet.
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