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Speaker 1: since accepting investors into their business, Suzanne and Natasha have
Speaker 1: had nothing but stress go one of the relaxing days
Speaker 1: of running the Latin lit Still they both loved passionately.
Speaker 1: Now it was all long meetings with accountants. Suzanne could
Speaker 1: feel her mind collapsing under the stress. But when her
Speaker 1: business partner and friend suggests her own solution to the problems,
Speaker 1: Suzanne's mind becomes a turmoil of shock and curiosity. Could
Speaker 1: this really work or will it just destroy the last
Speaker 1: remnants of their business relationship. Hi, it's Devlin and welcome
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Speaker 1: The minutes on the clock on the office wall clicked
Speaker 1: laboriously around, killing the minutes of yet another Friday evening.
Speaker 1: Susanne sighed deeply as she watched the clock and her
Speaker 1: life ticking by. Already come seven, another four o'clock meeting
Speaker 1: that was meant to only last an hour, and yet
Speaker 1: here they were. When her and Natasha had sold a
Speaker 1: share of the business to investors. This sort of life
Speaker 1: hadn't figured in their plans. They had thought it would
Speaker 1: stay being fun. Of course, they realized that having invested
Speaker 1: as involved would mean some changes, but they hadn't realized
Speaker 1: that their little coffee and bookshop would become so well corporate.
Speaker 1: The male voices around the table droned on as if
Speaker 1: they were somehow enjoying the prerogatory of working so late
Speaker 1: on a Friday. Susanne had given up listening to exactly
Speaker 1: what they were saying an hour before, and now was
Speaker 1: only trying to plan how she could salvage what remained
Speaker 1: at the weekend in the back of her mind. Eventually,
Speaker 1: the voices seemed to come to an end, and the
Speaker 1: gray suits at the table stood on mass and began
Speaker 1: filing out of the room, leaving just Susanne and Natasha
Speaker 1: looking over the board table at each other in disbelief.
Speaker 1: It wasn't that anything bad was happening, unless you considered
Speaker 1: the heart and soul of Latin lit being dragged painfully
Speaker 1: from its corpse bad in unison, the two ladies looked
Speaker 1: at each other from across the shiny veneer of the table.
Speaker 1: This stress is killing me. This isn't what we planned,
Speaker 1: Suzanne ventured, after the office door slid shut. How do
Speaker 1: you deal with it, Natasha? You love this business as
Speaker 1: much as I do. It must be killing you too,
Speaker 1: Luzanne asked in a pained voice. For a moment, Natasha
Speaker 1: just looked sheepish, her gaze falling and her cheeks reddening
Speaker 1: with a subtle embarrassment. Well, she started a couple of
Speaker 1: weeks ago, I discovered this man with magic hands, and
Speaker 1: every Friday night I go for a massage after these meetings,
Speaker 1: and it really makes a difference to my stress levels.
Speaker 1: For a moment, Suzanne really didn't know what to say.
Speaker 1: She'd known Natasha for years, and out of the two
Speaker 1: of them, she had always seen the most prudish, so
Speaker 1: the thought of her letting a strange man put his
Speaker 1: hands on her body seemed so alien. Natasha shuffled some
Speaker 1: paperwork on the desk before raising it to hide her
Speaker 1: face as she whispered, why don't you come with me?
Speaker 1: It will really help. Suzanne opened her mouth, trying to
Speaker 1: find words to explain that she wasn't sure of both
Speaker 1: women being in the same room together in just their
Speaker 1: underwear was the best thing for their business relationship. She
Speaker 1: was even more shocked when she heard her lips utter sure,
Speaker 1: why not? In what could only be described as a trance,
Speaker 1: Suzanne collected her paperwork, packed a briefcase, and joined her
Speaker 1: business partner as she left the office, following her through
Speaker 1: the empty bookstore and into the dimming light of the
Speaker 1: evening sun as they braved the sea of pedestrians that
Speaker 1: went about their business outside. Eventually, the two women found
Speaker 1: themselves at the entrance of a non descript hel salon,
Speaker 1: the warm lights from within casting an inviting glow onto
Speaker 1: the gray of the sidewalk. Natasha just turned and smiled
Speaker 1: reassuringly towards Suzanne as she pushed the door open, to
Speaker 1: be heralded by a gentle ring of a bell holding
Speaker 1: it open. Suzanne followed her into the warm waiting room beyond,
Speaker 1: A young man appeared from the back room and smiled
Speaker 1: warmly at Natasha in recognition as he wrapped his arms
Speaker 1: around her and gave her a friendly hug before saying, Natasha,
Speaker 1: good to see you again, and you bought a friend. Yes,
Speaker 1: I have she could really do with your magic touch, Warren,
Speaker 1: can you fit her in? Natasha replied in a surprisingly
Speaker 1: upbe voice. The young man, who Susanne presumed was called Warren,
Speaker 1: turned and walked towards the open diary laid on the
Speaker 1: wooden desk at the side of the room, before taking
Speaker 1: a shadow breath in and saying, I do have other
Speaker 1: clients in this evening, but if you don't mind sharing
Speaker 1: the room and me getting my assistant to help, then
Speaker 1: I'm sure we can satisfy your need. Natasha turned to
Speaker 1: face Suzanne, who was unable to speak at all, and
Speaker 1: she just nodded in agreement. Natasha, wanting to share a
Speaker 1: room she hadn't even volunteered, to share hotel rooms when
Speaker 1: they had been on business trips, let alone in such
Speaker 1: a personal manner. Just smiling gently and turning to face
Speaker 1: Warren again, Natasha simply said, okay, that sounds great, before
Speaker 1: following him through the door at the back of the
Speaker 1: room along a well lit corridor decorated with sensual images
Speaker 1: of men and women relaxing in the beauty of nature. Eventually,
Speaker 1: he stopped at the door, turning the handle and letting
Speaker 1: it slide open. He held his hand up in a
Speaker 1: gesture of invitation before saying, just in case you'd forgotten, Natasha,
Speaker 1: change in here. There are plenty of robes for both
Speaker 1: of you. I will prepare the adjoining room with the
Speaker 1: second massage bed. Just you and your friend come through
Speaker 1: whenever you are ready. The door swung shut, and Suzanne
Speaker 1: just looked with disbelief at Natasha, who had already slipped
Speaker 1: off her suit jacket and placed it on a hanger
Speaker 1: and was unbuttoning her shirt as if this was the
Speaker 1: most normal natural thing to do. Hesitantly unbuttoning her own shirt,
Speaker 1: she found herself watching Natasha curiously, as if seeing the
Speaker 1: woman for the very first time, almost expecting leather lingerie
Speaker 1: to be hidden beneath her. Starched off his suit, Suzanne
Speaker 1: was almost disappointed to realize that she wore a very
Speaker 1: normal cotton bra, which she unfastened with remarkable ease, Suzanne
Speaker 1: so close to her releasing her own bra, Suzanne was
Speaker 1: surprised to realize how comfortable she felt. It is not
Speaker 1: like another woman had never seen her breast before, but
Speaker 1: she had never expected to undress in front of Natasha.
Speaker 1: Grateful both women were of a similar age and showed
Speaker 1: the same ravages of time, she slipped her skirt over
Speaker 1: her thighs. Suzanne suddenly wondered whether she should be leaving
Speaker 1: her panties on for the massage, suddenly conscious that she
Speaker 1: hadn't had a lady to rimp for over a week.
Speaker 1: After all, she was single, so who would ever know
Speaker 1: but her. Looking for a cue from Natasha, Suzanne watched
Speaker 1: as Natasha slid her own skirt over her legs, repressing
Speaker 1: her gaps. She realized Natasha wasn't wearing any panties at all.
Speaker 1: She had been sat in the office with her all day,
Speaker 1: with the breeze blowing up from the bookstore below, her
Speaker 1: pussy exposed to its gentle kiss knowing this now was
Speaker 1: something she would have a perpetual image of every time
Speaker 1: they sat in the meeting together. Suzanne felt a tingle
Speaker 1: between her thighs and the curiosity of how that would
Speaker 1: feel to be naked beneath her skirt whilst engaged in
Speaker 1: serious business meetings. Following her lead, Suzanne slipped her cotton
Speaker 1: panties down her thighs, comfortable with herself as she noticed
Speaker 1: Natasha was even less trim than her. The two ladies
Speaker 1: took their ropes from the hangars and placed them over
Speaker 1: their naked bodies before Natasha turned to Suzanne and said,
Speaker 1: you'll love this. Just go with it. It will do wonderus
Speaker 1: for your stress, and then turning, she opened the door
Speaker 1: to the adjoining room, and Suzanne followed her through, a
Speaker 1: little unsure about what she meant. Soft relaxing music played
Speaker 1: echoed gently around the room beyond the warm glow of candles,
Speaker 1: and an atmospheric downlight bathed two massage beds in an
Speaker 1: inviting light. The fragrance of warm massage or drifted in
Speaker 1: the air, helping Suzanne to relax with just the hint
Speaker 1: of its smell. On the other side of the room,
Speaker 1: Warren was stood with a broad smile, and next to
Speaker 1: him a slightly older gentleman. He was taller, maybe three
Speaker 1: inches taller than Wren, and much broader. Beneath his white tunics,
Speaker 1: Suzanne noticed movements of his muscles. Not the muscles of
Speaker 1: a gym bunny who did nothing but look at himself
Speaker 1: in the mirror as he worked out, but the muscles
Speaker 1: of a mature man who had taken care of his
Speaker 1: body more than most. Presumably the tunic had been designed
Speaker 1: for someone a little shorter, as it barely covered the
Speaker 1: waist of his white linen pants, leaving little to the imagination.
Speaker 1: Beneath the flowing white material worn a stepped forward, holding
Speaker 1: out his hand in a now familiar gesture of invitation
Speaker 1: as it hovered over the beds. Please take your robes
Speaker 1: off and laid face down on the beds. Marcus will
Speaker 1: help me, as there a t of you, he said,
Speaker 1: with a smile that seemed to simply stretch from ear
Speaker 1: to ear. A little cautiously, Suzanne slipped out of her
Speaker 1: robe and quickly laid face down on the bed, ensuring
Speaker 1: her Ladygarden was suitably hidden, conscious of how much silly
Speaker 1: light might be exposed by her naked ass. She sighed
Speaker 1: in relief when she felt the soft touch of a
Speaker 1: towel across her ass had ANDed over the top of
Speaker 1: her thighs, a little surprised when she realized that one
Speaker 1: of the men turned a fan on at the bottom
Speaker 1: of the beds is gentle touch caress in the inside
Speaker 1: of her thighs in the most indecent manner. Turning her head,
Speaker 1: she looked toward Natasha for reassurance they were doing the
Speaker 1: right thing. Her business partner and friend, realizing her doubt,
Speaker 1: raised her hand and squeezed Suzanne's in comfort as she
Speaker 1: smiled gently before saying, relax, this will be fantastic. I
Speaker 1: would do it more often if I had the time.
Speaker 1: Suzanne released her friend's hand, pulling her own back beneath
Speaker 1: her head as she felt the first warm caress of
Speaker 1: massagel down her spine. Strong thumbs pressed the oil up
Speaker 1: her back. Her eyes closed, and she moaned gently as
Speaker 1: she could feel her own tension beneath his touch. His
Speaker 1: fingers circled her shoulder blades, gently electrifying the nerves, before
Speaker 1: he pressed down with the heel of his hands, spreading
Speaker 1: relaxation through her back. Essentially, his fingers traced the warm
Speaker 1: oil over her neck, the pads of his thumbs, releasing
Speaker 1: the stress held inside her tight muscles. She had to admit,
Speaker 1: as she surrendered to the pleasure of relaxation spreading through
Speaker 1: her body, that whatever magic he was working was taking
Speaker 1: the stress of the week far away. As his hands
Speaker 1: continued to press relaxation through her back, through her shoulders,
Speaker 1: and down through her arms, a warm glow gently spread
Speaker 1: over her body, a single she had not felt so long,
Speaker 1: even in those intimate moments when she was by herself,
Speaker 1: this had been missing. Suddenly aware that he had moved
Speaker 1: in front of her, Suzanne chanced and opened her eyes,
Speaker 1: hardly surprised that he was at hip level to the bed, However,
Speaker 1: a little shot at how his swollen cock moved so
Speaker 1: freely beneath the white linen as his growing erection tented
Speaker 1: the soft material, she had to admit it had been
Speaker 1: a very long time since a young man had been
Speaker 1: so aroused just by touching her. As she closed her
Speaker 1: eyes to try and shut out the thought and control
Speaker 1: the sensations moving between her legs, all she could imagine
Speaker 1: was how it would be to experience, feeling his cock
Speaker 1: inside her even as his hands worked up and down
Speaker 1: the back of her thighs, his fingertips caressing that soft skin,
Speaker 1: tormenting her sensations even higher. A gentle tingle echoed within
Speaker 1: our sex, accentuated by the gentle kiss of the air
Speaker 1: from the fan. Suzanne was surprised when she realized her
Speaker 1: clip was already throbbing gently. Ways of relaxation moved over
Speaker 1: her body, leaving her no choice but to immerse in
Speaker 1: the pleasure moving through every cell. She let her mind drift,
Speaker 1: to wander into thought, into that gray area between real
Speaker 1: and dream, the place she had lived in so many
Speaker 1: nights as she lay alone in her bed, occupied by
Speaker 1: only the thoughts of her frustrated desires, and resisting the
Speaker 1: urge to open her eyes, that the sound of Natasha's
Speaker 1: gentle moaning and the sensual groans coming from her friend's
Speaker 1: lips only serving to fuel her own desire. As she
Speaker 1: felt the first caress of his fingertips moving beneath the towel,
Speaker 1: his thumbs pressing along the top of her thighs, wom
Speaker 1: moil mixed with the beautifully gentle caress of the fan
Speaker 1: as he found her pussy lips, and Suzanne could only
Speaker 1: fill the fire, igniting her desire further. She heard a moan,
Speaker 1: deep and guttural echo from her lips as his fingertips
Speaker 1: eased the length of her pussy, the whisper of his
Speaker 1: touch as he circled her clit, sending a shock wave
Speaker 1: of pleasure through her whole body. The tingle transformed into
Speaker 1: a throbbing pulsing a need to be fulfilled. Suzanne lifted
Speaker 1: her hips just slightly, inviting him deeply inside. As his
Speaker 1: finger slid between her welcoming folds and pressed on the
Speaker 1: walls for her pussy, trace her desire even higher, her
Speaker 1: sex clutching along those strong fingers easy curled them inside her,
Speaker 1: massaging that hidden spot. Suzanne could sense the lights flashing
Speaker 1: before her eyes as his thumb pressed over the tight
Speaker 1: rosette of her asp, tormenting her with such a beautiful desire.
Speaker 1: She was suddenly aware of the heat of his breath
Speaker 1: caressing her most intimate spot, one hand parting her cheeks
Speaker 1: as a tip of his tongue teased at her rosette
Speaker 1: and flicked it gently, forcing her body to clutch in
Speaker 1: such a needy way as his fingers gently curled inside,
Speaker 1: thrusting deeper and deeper into her wanton pussy. Suzanne's fingers
Speaker 1: dug into the soft material of the bed, parting her thighs.
Speaker 1: She woron him deeper, wanted him to fill every inch
Speaker 1: of her pussy. In compliant reutilization of her need, He
Speaker 1: slipped two fingers, maybe three, between her lips. As her
Speaker 1: pussy stretched and tightened, the electricity flowed between her ass
Speaker 1: and clip. Her body trembled with desire as she pressed
Speaker 1: back against him. Suddenly, he flipped her over the towel,
Speaker 1: falling to the floor as he kissed down her stomach,
Speaker 1: the tip of his tongue forming warm circles over the
Speaker 1: top of her thighs, sucking her clip between his teeth.
Speaker 1: Suzan could do nothing but place her legs over his shoulders,
Speaker 1: wanting his tongue, his fingers, his cock to own her
Speaker 1: desire completely. She writhed with undeniable pleasure as his lips
Speaker 1: sucked along her folds, pulling them slowly between his teeth,
Speaker 1: as his fingertips massaged the rosette of a rasp before
Speaker 1: sliding inside, massaging that most private erosion is sown as
Speaker 1: his tongue tormented heor clit, his lips, sucking at it voraciously. Suddenly,
Speaker 1: she could hear his voice, deep and resonant as he
Speaker 1: spoke filth against her clt reminding her of how good
Speaker 1: she tasted, how sweet her neck truly was. The gentle
Speaker 1: vibrations of his voice echoed through a clit as she
Speaker 1: could hear him asking her to come. She could hear
Speaker 1: the vibration of his voice against her pussy, inviting her orgasm,
Speaker 1: further intensifying her pleasure, forcing her sex to respond in
Speaker 1: such a beautiful rhythm. Suzanne looked down his eyes sparkled
Speaker 1: with a deep and dark passion as he looked back
Speaker 1: up at her, over her pussy, the lust for only hers.
Speaker 1: His fingers gently massaged inside, igniting a wildfire throughout her body,
Speaker 1: pressing her feet down onto his shoulders. Her back arched
Speaker 1: as the onslaught of her orgasm cascaded through her. An
Speaker 1: eruption of electricity vibrated and her sex as she clenched
Speaker 1: her thighs around his head, trying to hold his gaze
Speaker 1: before her eyes closed, rolling back into her head as
Speaker 1: a rainbow of sensual pleasure assaulted her senses. Unwilling to stop,
Speaker 1: he slipped his fingers from her ass and press them
Speaker 1: inside her pussy, curling and tormenting that magic spot once again,
Speaker 1: as his tongue flicked more aggressively over a repeatedly assaulting it,
Speaker 1: perpetuating her orgasm until Suzanne thought she might faint. Reaching down,
Speaker 1: she grasped his hair tightly, holding him against her as
Speaker 1: the avalanche of orgasm continued to cascade through every cell.
Speaker 1: Wave after wave of sensual pleasure flooded through her body,
Speaker 1: as her pussy vibrated with an aggressive, desperate need as
Speaker 1: it clutched along his fingers. Oblivious to the room, Suzanne moaned,
Speaker 1: I want to fill you inside me. Without waiting, he
Speaker 1: slid her down the bed, his eyes glimmering with desperate need.
Speaker 1: She moved her hands, her fingers, releasing the ties of
Speaker 1: his pants as she grasped his thick cock and guided
Speaker 1: him inside her, wrapping her legs around his waist as
Speaker 1: she pulled him he and tighter. The throbbing tip of
Speaker 1: his cock pressed along the still trembling walls of her
Speaker 1: pussy as her orgasm continued to grow, the sensation of
Speaker 1: in thrusting deeper, only accelerated, her pleasure, moving through her
Speaker 1: whole body, looking up into his eyes that burned with
Speaker 1: an animal passion, with a need equaled to Susans to
Speaker 1: fill his cum inside her, feeling the muscles on his
Speaker 1: arms clenched as his passion grew, his thrust intensifying more needy,
Speaker 1: the tip of his cock kiss the end of her sex.
Speaker 1: Her pussy clutched voraciously along his swollen length, squeezing him tightly,
Speaker 1: urging his cumb to fill her pussy. Suddenly, he tensed
Speaker 1: against her, moaning her name as his eyes ignited with
Speaker 1: a wild fire of need. As his warm and come
Speaker 1: coated the inside of her pussy, the sensation of feeling
Speaker 1: his pleasure deep inside her intensifying her orgasm even stronger.
Speaker 1: Suzan pressed back against his cock, impaling herself harder deeper.
Speaker 1: As her head rolled back in, her back arched, her
Speaker 1: body collapsing into the depths of her desire. Shrouded in
Speaker 1: the after glow of pleasure, Suzanne could only moan gently,
Speaker 1: giggling to herself that her forgotten passion rekindled here for
Speaker 1: the very first time in many years. Somewhere in the
Speaker 1: distance of the room, she could hear a gentle whisper,
Speaker 1: words spoken so softly they could be right next to
Speaker 1: her ear. I'm sure of what was said through the
Speaker 1: haze of a raft glow. As she tried to focus.
Speaker 1: She suddenly realized her hands were underneath her head as
Speaker 1: she lay face down on the bed, the soft towel
Speaker 1: covering her modesty, while the fan gently caressed a still
Speaker 1: trembling pussy. We will let you rest here for a minute,
Speaker 1: but when you're ready, you can go back to the
Speaker 1: changing room and we will see you out front, Warren said,
Speaker 1: obviously repeating himself as he was aware that Suzanne's mind
Speaker 1: had been somewhere else. A little confused, Suzanne turned her
Speaker 1: head to face her friend, her eyes a mask of questions.
Speaker 1: I don't know how they do it, but I'm guessing
Speaker 1: looking at the flushed complexion on your face, you enjoyed
Speaker 1: it as much as I did. Natasha said, See, I
Speaker 1: told you it would help you relax. Suzanne closed her
Speaker 1: eyes and whispered, well, just fucking wow, as if throbbing
Speaker 1: Clyd echoed her pleasure. So next week, I haven't decided yet.
Speaker 1: If you have a request, if you have something you'd
Speaker 1: like me to help you with then please email me
Speaker 1: devilin at wildin bed dot com. But failing that, I'm
Speaker 1: just going to surprise you with something. So until then,
Speaker 1: and always with your pleasure in mind, this is devil
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