Mary was ever so proud, winning best-in-sales and the Full Spa Treatment.
A warm-oil massage first, then the healing herbal sauna.
Mary started when the door opened, framing a smirking, raven-haired woman.
Without a pause, naked body flowing, in she strutted and sat, thigh-to-thigh close.
“Mmm… ready for some fun, babe?”
“But, but… I have a husband…” Mary stammered, blushing beneath guileless eyes.
“Don’t worry, sweetie,” the woman purred, pulling her closer. “So do I.”
At her station, Angie looked up, hearing a low moan building.
Yep, Layla’s found herself a new one, she thought, going back to folding towels.
