Charlotte's Conversion (closed for Iwasagoodgirl)

Sally Diamond

It was hard to believe I was nearly forty years old, where had all that time gone? I'd been married to Steve for nearly twenty years and had two children with him whom we both loved. But Steve had left me for that whore at the pub and I had returned to work to support my children.

I dressed well, kept myself fit and knew one day I would meet someone else. Meanwhile I enjoyed flirting and chatting with men. And I loved children, all children. So it was with pleasure I chatted with Sebastian about little Grace. I chatted, I flirted a little but what harm would that do?

As I turned I had that sense Sebastian was following me with his eyes so I wiggled a little and let him see my bottom and full legs. Just before I went to my office I turned and gave him a smile, a cheeky smile, a flirty smile. That's all. Sebastian is happy with Carol and I wouldn't do anything to damage that having been betrayed myself. So what is wrong with a harmless saucy smile? Nothing!
 
Sebastian

I was having a serious case of cognitive dissonance. I was earnestly trying to work, while my cock was still insistently hard in my pants. What had Sally done to me?

Nothing. She had smiled at me, just smiled.

Ironically, my boss resolved my conflict. He walked by my cube and informed me that I would be working late tonight to catch up on everything I hadn't done during my stay at the hospital. I acknowledged him, and waited 'till he was out of the room to text Carol about it. I was not surprised to hear that you were at the hospital with Charlie and would then be going home with her and Chris to help settle the baby. I gave you my love and told you I would see you sometime tomorrow.

I settled into work. Around 6, I was getting hungry and thinking about ordering out. I looked at the sound of heels clicking in the empty corridor and saw Sally peaking in at me. "Well Hi!" I said surprised.

You looked in at me, smiling, and asked, "Hungry?"

My cock sprang to attention, and all I could manage was, "uh huh..."

"Well, Mr Sunshine told me I was working late tonight, on your project, so I was going to order out, on the company tab. What would you like?"

Inwardly I groaned, looking at the ways your blouse subtly accented your breasts. "Thanks you for thinking of me," I smiled, "surprise me."

You giggled, and I swear I could see your breasts jiggle with the vibration. You looked past me, onto the top of a filing cabinet behind me, and asked, "Is that Stan's takeout menu? Could you hand it to me?"

Without thinking, I turned in my chair and grabbed the menu. I stood up and offered it to you. You stepped into the room to take it, and I saw your eyes look down at my outstretched hand and then lower. I blushed. Well, now you knew.

You took the menu and smiled, commenting that you were sure you would find something you wanted, then walked out.

I sat down, silently groaning. No, you were not flirting with me. Not flirting with me.
 
Ezra

It wasn't exactly the proclamation I had wanted. Then again, I wasn't sure what I was expecting. But it was an affirmation in the right direction.

As I unbuckled your restraints, I ran my hands over you. Your skin was moist and flushed, evidence of your multiple climaxes. You had given your body to me, a body that made me the envy of every man that saw us together. So often, I felt like you were a Goddess, risen from the sea, and had smiled on this mere mortal. You could have anyone...

You stretched as I released you, which was stunning to watch, in and of itself. I didn't press my question any further. As you dressed, I sighed, and you looked at me questioningly. I grinned, "It is just a crime to cover your body with clothes."
 
Sally Diamond

To me flirting and teasing should be an Olympic Sport. I'm sure I'd get on the team, might even win a medal! Right now Sebastian needed cheering up. I resented the way the boss treated him which is why I volunteered to help him with his work and organise a bite to eat.

I analysed what needed doing and got the work in order. When we relaxed with some food I sat opposite allowing my tweed skirt to give a small hint of thigh while my white blouse gave a hint of cleavage. But this was not seduction. It was giving the man an ego boost. Never ever would I shit on another woman.

"I bet Carol is enjoying herself with the baby" I said as I took a slice of pizza and dipped it in the sour cream dip "she's had a hard time and lucky to be with a man like you." You smiled embarrassed by the words but I added "You're a good man Sebastian, you deserve to be happy and from what I hear so does Carol."

We ate and we worked and then you phoned Carol who asked if you would mind if she stayed with Charlie and the little family just for the night. I could see you were a little put out so I asked "Fancy a drink?"
 
Charlie

The day came for Grace to be taken to her home, the home where her parents fell in love, the home that would see her grow into an incredible young lady. My Chris arrived early with Mum and after we said goodbye to the nurses, midwives and doctors Nurse Pat Roberts, back on duty did the the usual duty of carrying Grace to the front of the hospital. She told us this tradition predates Florence Nightingale and affirms the hospital is responsible for the baby until the official handover.

Just before she handed her to Mum, again the baby is rarely given to the mother, another quaint British tradition she asked Chris about club membership and the cost etc. He told her she would be welcome to attend for a week for free to see if she liked it. He then handed over invitations for any doctor, midwife or nurse to attend for free for the first week. Pat said she would pass it on.

Chris drove us home gently and on arrival he opened the door to let me in before we formed a mini guard of honour for Grace. Mum put our baby into her cot and told me to rest. She called Sebastian to say she was staying one night with us and could he look after himself for one night.

It was not long before Grace was awake and I changed her, fed her and put her back in her cot. While Mum was making us a pot of tea I walked up to Chris and kissed him passionately. "Just because I'm a mother doesn't mean I can't be a naughty girl. I love being naughty!"

We drank our tea and Mum prepared a meal for us. Chris went to Grace the next time she woke up and showed what an incredible father he would be by changing her, and feeding her with a bottle. Mum got us to sit on a settee and took a photograph that would be in our album.

When it was time for bed we took Grace into our room and placed her in the carry cot next to me. We said goodnight to Mum and then cuddling each other Chris and I looked at each other. "I can't have sex until I get the follow up appointment in a fortnight" I whispered "But if I can do anything to please you you must tell me." I love giving my man a hand job.
 
Natalie

I saw the look of disappointment on your face and it was obvious you wanted me to agree to marry you. You told me how much you hated seeing my body covered up and I teased you "Whenever you get me home alone you can take my clothes off for me." I kissed you, hugged you and then teased you again "That's if you want me in your life!"

You tried grabbing me but I raised my hand "Naughty Boy!" I moved backwards against the wall but spun round when you moved towards me. I could see you getting fretful and I couldn't hurt you anymore so I brought it to a quick end "Do you remember when you took my innocence?" You nodded "We went to a Game of Thrones Party didn't we?"

Moving forward I asked "How do you fancy a Game of Thrones themed wedding?" You looked at me stunned so I pulled you closer "I'm saying 'YES!' I want the world to know I'm your woman!"
 
Sebastian

"Sally," I laughed, "you have made my day, twice now. I would love to buy you a drink."

We put our work to bed and elected to go Simians, a watering hole across the street, frequented by all the local companies. As we walked, the lights accentuated your curves. Your breasts bounced deliciously beneath your blouse and my pants grew tight again. I saw you glance down once and wondered if you knew the effect you were having on me.

Simians was mostly empty. It was late. We settled into a comfy booth and ordered drinks. Service was fast and I was grateful to hold my glass and give my hands something to do. Had I been with Carol, my hands would have been all over her, teasing her, enjoying her. And now, much to my guilty surprise, they itched to do the same to Sally.

One drink lead to a second and soon we were merry. We leaned shoulders together at one point, and I felt an electric shock run through me. I looked into your eyes, and we paused, visually 'kissing' each other. I saw your eyes widen, and realised my hand was on your thigh.
 
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Chris

Home. It meant something different now. My wife and child lived here now. Before it had just been a place, but now.. it was home. The hour or so before Charlie and I settled into bed was a blur to me. I had not really slept in a couple days, and it was catching up with me.

I had to chuckle softly when you made me an offer. I turned you on your side and snuggled up behind you, wrapping my arms around you. You felt so good...

I murmured softly in your ear, "I am quite sure you are naughty, my luscious MILF, but for this one moment, I need you, just like this."

I squeezed you tighter against me, sensually enjoying your body pressed warmly against mine. I closed my eyes, inhaling the scent of your hair, exhaling a quiet "mmm," and drifted off.
 
Ezra

I caught you this time, squeezing your stunning body against mine hard, as my smile tried to stretch from ear to ear. I panted into your ear, "I will love you forever Natalie!"

"Yeah?" you teased, "Take me upstairs and show me."

I kissed you quickly, and then we parted. I took your hand and we walked out of the 'dungeon.' As we made our way through the Club towards the stairs, I mused, "Game of Thrones theme huh... finding a dragon is going to be a bitch..."

You giggled, "If you really loved me..."

"And does this mean I have to deflower you?" I asked, "in front of everyone?"

"Only if your lucky," you riposted.

Back and forth we went as we ascended the stairs, both of us laughing. As you turned the key to your flat, I whispered in your ear, "You are going to be so much fun to be married to."
 
Rose Tyler

Rose had been an army girl from her cadet days and joined the Catering Corps when she was eighteen. She served her nine years but at age twenty seven she did a stupid thing. She had a brief lesbian affair with a junior rank, been discovered and brought before the disciplinary committee. She was given a straight choice, be dismissed or, as her time was up, leave with dignity.

Rose chose the latter and as many ex army personnel do she joined the police. Her promotion was rapid and by the age of thirty she was a Detective Sergeant. Wanting to make an impression she knew undercover work was noticed. But how would she get it?

Luck paid her visit when the chief inspector called her in to the office. "You've heard of Chris Devon and that so called 'Social Club' he runs?"

"Yes Sir"

A member of a local Church, Luke Paul has made a complaint. He says its nothing more than a den of vice and it needs closing down. The Mayor's Office want it investigated. How would you like to go in undercover?"

"Sir, would I have to ...?"

"Only if you wanted to and from what I hear that's not very likely is it?" Rose looked at him strange but he added "I know your past, and I hasten to add it means nothing to me. You're a good Cop and that's all that matters. If you want to go they're looking for a new bar maid. I'm sure you'll get the job."

Rose stood up and said "Count on me Sir, I'll do my best to suss this out."

"Once you're in I'll send another Officer to join you so you're not alone. Good luck!"

Rose was the right person, she knew she was. She had had a few lesbian affairs but she had always been the dominant partner. She had never been with a man. And no one at this club was going to change that. Driving home she set her sight on success and promotion. This was going to be good.
 
Liz

There is something about having a military professional for a lover that makes a girl's heart race. But when that lover is a US Marine a girl finds herself in warp drive.

Of course I had no idea where this was going, Bruce was a professional man who knew he could be dispatched to a war zone at a moment's notice. I also knew he there were many girls much more attractive than me who would give ten years of their life to have him. It might not last, but I was going to enjoy it while it did.

I was so grateful for the time Bruce took to take me away for just a two night stay near his base. Many of the Marines rented rooms to take their women and this one was a gentle place where we could be together making love.

He was so caring, introducing me to the real excitement and enjoyment of sex. I was able to forget my past for that brief period. I knew Luke would not take this laying down and would take his revenge some how, somewhere. Meanwhile I was going to made love to by best lover a girl could wish for.
 
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Nurse Pat Roberts

I was glad I had an extra day off work after the night I'd enjoyed with those two marines. It was a night I'd never forget and although it would never be repeated I knew my life be the same. I was a woman now, I knew what I wanted and I had self confidence.

My sex was still buzzing on my first day back and I think I had an extra spring in my step. I helped Charlie Devon take Grace to the car and when Chris gave me the invitations to the club I took them back and shared them with the staff.

The following night I turned up at the club, showed my card to the doorman and was given a week's free membership and an application form for full membership. I went to the bar and found something very strange happening.

Last year when I was working in A&E a woman detective was brought in for treatment following a ruckus with a criminal. I remember putting stitches in her wrist and felt she was undressing me with her eyes. I never gave another thought until now. Now I saw her being inducted into the bar staff at the club. Was she moonlighting? Had she been sacked? I would never know because I was bound by confidentiality from asking her or telling anyone else.

Meanwhile I sat with my drink and soon a very attractive man came up and sat next to me. I was going to enjoy my post virginal life.
 
Edward

I had been bartending at the Club now for over a year now, and was, by now, had seen about everything. It was a good gig. The boss was cool and the staff really tight. I no longer spilled drinks when I saw gorgeous things sprawl on my bar. I was hip and professional, as Mr. Devon demanded.

So I had sympathy for the new hire on her first night. Rose was her name, a cute girl with an edge and a vibe I couldn't quite place. She was watching Everything, wide eyed, and dropped more than one drink.

We chatted periodically as she had questions. She was the curious sort. At one point though, she tells me that a guy wants her to make him a Special.

I chuckled, "ah, your first special. Its a bit of a performance beverage. "

"Pour a few fingers of XO cognac into a martini glass," I instructed. You did as you were told, several customers looking on eagerly.

"Now, remove your panties and have a seat facing him," I continued. You looked at me like I had lost my mind, but obeyed.

I reached into a drawer and produced a honey wand. I handed to you, "now flip up your skirt and insert this into your 'honey pot''"

Rose gave me a disbelieving look, than glanced at the customers on the other side of the bar. You were the center of attention as you pulled your short skirt up. "Ooo, a natural girl," someone commented, and your entire body blushed.

A woman walking by stopped to gawk, leering at you, "C'mon sugar, put it in."

You locked eyes with her as you took the wand and ran it along your furrow. As you eased it gingerly inside you, the notion that you liked women clicked in my head. Ah!

You worked the wand in an out several times, your eyes clinging to hers, your face still beet red, until I said, "Alright, that should do. Now take it out and swirl it in the glass."

You gathered yourself as you pulled the wand from your pussy, standing and letting your skirt fall back into place. You tried not to look at your customer as you put the sticky wet bulb of the honey wand into the cognac and swirled it several times.

You looked up as your customer slid a large bill next to the glass for you. He took the glass, swirled the wand a number of times more, then removed it and brought it to his lips to suck clean. He purred happily, smiling and taking his drink elsewhere to enjoy.

Rose took the large tip, and looked at me embarrassed. "Welcome to the Club," I grinned.

The rest of the customers at the bar returned their attention elsewhere, one woman I hadn't seen before asking the guy next to her, what the male version of the Special was. I piped up, "The Very Salty Dog."
 
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Rose Tyler

To say my first day was an education would be not the understatement of the year or even the century. This was the understatement of the whole third millennium!

The dress code was obviously designed to excite the men. White blouse, black bra, black mini skirt, shaved legs and no stockings or tights. My colleague Edward seemed ok, he was more than willing to teach me the various drinks. There was a undertone from every man I served "Do you offer extras?" "Can I have your number?" They were just a few suggestions. Of course it won't work, I've never been with a man, I have no intention of ever letting a man breach my defences. Now give me a cute dolly bird and I'll soon bring her to the boil ...

From my army days I was used to horny men wanting a quick peep up my skirt when I was in dress uniform and I even had men wanting to watch while I made love with a fellow girl. But this 'Special' was just perversion for the sake of perversion! No wonder the boss wanted this place shut down! I took a mental note of everything and ensured I wrote it down when I got home.

I just hope Edward won't expect some favours in return for his help.
 
Edward

By the end of the evening, Rose was looking a bit overwhelmed. I attempted to tell you that the various offers you had received were sort of a welcome at the Club. You didn't look convinced and seemed to keep your guard up all night. To myself, I gave you 50/50 odds that you would last a week.

Your mood did brighten a bit when two women came to the bar. I had seen them around for a while, both together and with other people. At the moment, they were clearly looking for you. One, a shorter, curvy brunette stepped to the edge of the bar, giving you a clear view of her cleavage, and extended her hand, "Hi! I'm Jen. Welcome to the Club."

I kept a straight face as I saw your eyes glance cleavageward, then smile back at her, asking her what she would like. Jen cocked her head, "Hmm, what can you make me that Eddie can't?"

I saw you think, then suggest a Special. Jen giggled, "Ooo, I've heard about your specials."

She reached out to touch your cheek, "Will you make one for me? Make it like you mean it?"

I could see your skin flush, when Jen's friend sighed, "I don't know what I want."

Her skin had a subtle sheen to it, as though ever so lightly coated in oil. She looked at Rose, "I need a post massage drink, a post really fabulous massage drink."

Jen laughed at her, "Did you see Juuuulian again?"

She raised her eyebrows, "Who else? My goddess is he good! I tell ya, when I am lying on his table, I am so tempted to switch teams."

Jen squeezed her around the waist, "Don't you dare! I have plans for you."

They laughed and looked at you, "OK Rose, make us glad we are Women!"
 
Sebastian

Time slowed, and the bar seemed quieter. I felt my hand squeeze your thigh, my fingers moving the hem of your skirt up an inch in so doing. I felt the heat of your body and caught the scent of you. I inhaled slowly.... What was I doing???

I teetered on the edge, my body driving me forward, my conscious trying desperately to stop. I wanted you. I wanted to fuck you, cum in you. The animal in me wanted to mate!
 
Sally Diamond

I enjoy male company and love the gentle art of flirting especially when the guy was as attractive as you are. I know how to sit seductively and I love the way even at my age I can use my tweed skirts to tease. And boy I was teasing you.

Your hand on my thigh rose higher and I felt my nipples begin to harden and my sex was getting moist. I could see your eyes full of lust, full of need and I knew it would not take much for me to ask you back for coffee.

Looking down at your crotch I saw you hardening and I wanted the feel of that hardness inside me. But I know what it's like to be betrayed and I would never knowingly do that to another woman.

Holding your gaze I said "Sebastian we've got to work together tomorrow and next week and next month, next year. And in Carol you have an incredible woman who loves you very much indeed. I know what it's like to be betrayed, Steve did that to me and I swore I would never do that to another woman. I like Carol, I like you but we need to be honest. In the morning we would both be guilt ridden and life would never be the same." You smiled and nodded. I added "You have no idea how flattered I am and how much you've boosted my ego. Thank you!"

As we got up to leave I raised my phone to my ears after failing a cab firm. "A cab will take you home and I'll pick you up in the morning. You're too drunk to drive home. Goodnight Sebastian and thank you!"
 
Natalie

When we got upstairs I banned you from the bedroom "If you can't even get me something as small as a dragon it doesn't bode well for us doesit? I mean if you really loved me you'd go to Westeros and buy me one!"

You joined in with the fun and asked me what I wanted so I opened the door and stood there showing you my cleavage. "I think I've got the answer" I looked serious "Do you remember when you seduced me? We had Chinese food. I'm sure Chris knows a few Chinese Restauranteurs who will have access to dragons." You moved forward to grab me so I raised my hand "You know nothing John Snow!"

You stepped backwards as I moved forwards towards you. "You've got my agreement to marry you, I've helped you in the quest for a dragon. Now you've got to show me how grateful you are." You looked confused so I stood upright and said "Take me into that bedroom and fuck my brains out!"
 
Rose Tyler

Two women came to the bar obviously lesbians and obviously enjoying teasing me because they had sussed out my sexuality. You were looking on as I struggled because I kept reminding myself I was here to report back the corruption I found in this club.

Jen as she called herself asked for the special which I made as she demanded. But her friend was the one giving me the eye probably to make her friend jealous. She asked me to make her glad she was a woman and I knew if I was given a chance I'd make you very glad.

But I was here on official duty and I had to do whatever was required. I looked at you and smiled, trying to knock you off my trail. "No idea what they're on about" I lied and as soon as I said it you gave me a look which said you had already sussed me out.
 
Sebastian

I took a deep breath. You were... right. I could feel my face blush red, both from a sense of rejection, but more from shame. I had nearly betrayed the woman I love, and all for a moment of pleasure. I really didn't know what to say, but mumbled, "Thank You Sally. You are incredible..."

You were right as well that I was too drunk to drive home. But instead of taking the taxi, I begged off, saying I would walk. It wasn't that far, a couple miles.

An hour later, I arrived home, Carol's home, that she was gracious enough to share with me. I felt like I dog as I entered, mostly sober now. "I need a shower," I mumbled to myself.

The place was so quiet as I put my clothes in the hamper, and padded naked into the bathroom. The shower felt good, refreshing, purifying almost. OK, nothing had really happened. Close call, that was all. I was still Carol's and Carol's alone.

As I entered the bedroom, I saw you had laid your nightgown on the bed. the red one you know I like. I reached down and picked it up, bringing it to my nose. I could still catch your scent, and smiled as I felt myself harden in response. As I took it from my nose, the hem brushed against my cock. I exhaled at the sensation, then grinned with an idea.

I lay the nightgown back on the bed and got my phone from the dresser. I turned on the video camera and set the phone on the dresser, tilting it so it captured the bed. I moved onto the bed, next to your nightgown, and looked up at the camera, "I miss you."

Looking down at the gown, I began to run my fingers over it, caressing the lace which covered your full breasts, pinching it now and again, and then down, over the silky panel that covered your belly. My cock was fully hard as I touched where the gown flared. I caressed the silky fabric, then took part of it and pulled it over to my erection. I encircled my hardness with its softness and began to stroke. It had been weeks since we had had sex, and in short order, I felt my cock swell.

I looked up at my phone and gasped, "I need you Carol..." A moment later, I started to cum. It was startling, semen burst from my cock violently, almost painfully. It splattered the length of your night gown, long ropes of white semen.

I was shaking by the time the last pulses ceased. I looked plaintively at the phone, "I can't wait..."

I sighed, rolled on the bed and wen to my phone. I shut off the camera, and before I could think better of it, sent the video to you.

When it had been sent, I laid back down on the bed, looking at your cum drenched gown. All of that would soon be inside you. I would make you a mother again, no matter what it took...
 
Edward

"Uh huh," I replied, rather surprised that you would try to hide your rather obvious inclinations. Oh well, you were new, and maybe not feeling like you could trust us yet? Whatever...

I let it go and began tidying up the bar. It was getting late, and the heavy drinking was done for the night. I put on fresh coffee for those trying to sober up before going home.

I put some glasses in the dishwasher and stood up to see Jen and Ann walking towards the bar again. This time, Jen's skin had that subtle sheen that spoke of massage oil. You saw them approaching as well, and avoided looking at me. Jen walked up to the bar, and then behind it. She took Rose's hand and pulled you with her, calling to me, "New girl gets a massage, OK Eddie."

I waved you all off. I could see you protesting, and they not taking no for an answer, as they dragged you towards the massage suite.
 
Rose Tyler

Edward had obviously sussed me out and knew which side I batted for even before the two women returned and suggested a massage. Of course I had to protest and I even said to him "I'm not that kind of girl!" Then I realised what I'd said and worried that you might try to be the first man to get into my knickers.

But you gave me the time and the girls would not accept 'NO' for an answer. I was taken to the massage area and saw the guy they call Julian and had to admit if I was that way incline he would be an excellent catch.

I was led into a private cubicle and the two girls started teasing me, soon one pulled me into a kiss while the other began removing my top. I reversed the tables and pushed the first down and ripped at her top then her bra. My lips teased her nipple as my hand reached upwards and found her shaven pussy. She came as soon as I touched her.

As I span round I took the other one who was already stripped to the waist. Again the whole process was over in seconds and it was obvious they had been as horny as hell before I even began.

It was then that Jen spoke up "You've never been fucked by a man have you?" How did she know? I felt myself blush as I lowered my head. "We'll have to rectify that won't we?" she said to her friend as I tried to force my way out of the room.
 
Carol

This was one of the most surreal experiences of my life. Not only was I in the spare bed listening for any sign of restlessness in my granddaughter but I was missing my lover so much. Then my phone buzzed and I saw it was you. You were in our room with my favourite night dress showing in such positive terms how much you loved me, how much you missed me.

I had to lower my left hand to my sex and join in the excitement of the moment. Next I played it again and ensured I came in unison with you. Grabbing my phone I replied "I love you! And I'll wear that nightdress on our wedding night when you give me a baby."

I laid back dreaming of my wedding and my husband to be and fell asleep with you on my mind.
 
Sam

I loved being with you my wonderful man, a man every woman I knew would give ten years of their lives to have between their sheets. It was a strange feeling going into the massage parlour changing towels, cleaning bed linen and ensuring the lotions were topped up and ready. I felt so proud as women whispered to each other and said how much they wanted you.

Then something strange happened. Three women, the new bar girl and two I had not seen before went into a private cubicle and shut the door. I heard some moaning, some groaning and then one orgasmic explosion followed by another. What should I do? Send for security? Interrupt you and ask you? Or just let it roll?

I didn't really have much choice because I was only there to help you. The door opened, the women came out and one of them, Jenny puckered a ghost kiss at me. I felt myself blush with embarrassment and got on with my work.
 
Julian

I had just been gone a minute to get a snack. When I returned, I smiled at Sam, who was blushing pink, and saw three women exiting my suite, in various shades of undress. Jen and Anne looked at me and giggled.

I scowled lightly, "Of all the places you could have gone for tryst?"

I saw a very fit woman following them, and said, "Ah, you must be the new bar tender. Off to a good start I see."

You colored a little, and I continued, "Alright, Liz and Anne booked a session for you. You're next. Please remove your clothes and lie down under the sheet. Ring the bell when you are ready."

I closed the door and glowered at the two troublemakers, "OK you two, into the waiting area."

I watched as they both laughed and departed, flirting with Sam on the way out. I reached over to touch my girlfriend's chin, "You are so cute when you blush."

Then I heard the bell, and leaned over for a quick kiss, "duty calls."

I entered the room to see Rose's very fit body beneath a sheet, very fit... I came to side of the table and you asked about the bruise on my face. I sighed and gave a quick recap of the events of last week, concluding, "the perps in jail, but hasn't told us who hired him. We strongly suspect that Paul guy, Liz's ex, but can't prove it yet."

You had a curious look on your face as I asked you to turn over. I started by washing your feet with a warm cloth. Once dried, I started my massage there. I could sense your resistance at first, but after being on your feet all day, soon you succumbed and began to relax.

As I worked my way up your muscled calves, I asked what you did to stay in such good shape, and very much looked forward to exploring the rest of your body...
 
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