"Hey Jack!" Haley shouted as she walked through the door.
Jack came around the corner into the living room carrying two Rum and Coke's.
"Hey Haley, perfect timing! I just got the movie queued up, and a couple of drinks made. Captain Morgan alright?"
"Yep," Haley replied, sitting down on the couch "but I can't have too many. I'm trying to get back in shape, and booze and pop isn't going to make the process any easier!"
Haley had been working out recently to impress Jack, but it seemed that Jack only had eyes for the typical bleach blonde bimbos that hung around the bars he frequented. She was still a bit overweight, but she was making progress - her figure was getting curvier by the day, and her chest was starting to fill out her shirts better as well.
This fact did not escape Jack. He had always had a bit of a lustful attraction to Haley, but considered their friendship platonic. He always had considered her more of a little sister than anything, but at the same time couldn't help but feel a stirring in his stomach whenever she sat a little too close to him, or wore short shorts or knee high socks, a personal favorite of his.
"The effort is really paying off, you look fantastic!" Jack said as he slid the drink over to her. "What's your secret?"
"Lots of waking up early, and being in constant pain" Haley laughed as she took a sip.
"That sucks," Jack replied, "is there anything I can do to help? I have a couple advil if you want?"
Haley felt her stomach start to turn. She had been thinking about ways to get closer to Jack recently, and while she never thought that she would have the opportunity or the guts, she couldn't pass up such a perfect opportunity.
"Actually, would you mind rubbing my back? I went running, and my back is killing me!" Haley asked, hopefully.
To her relief, Jack immediately replied with "Sure! Here's a pillow, you can lay on the floor and I can start at your shoulders and work my way down".
Haley laid on her stomach on the floor, head under the pillow Jack gave her. Lustful thoughts began racing through her head as she anticipated Jack's hands over her body. She told herself to push the thoughts out of her head, but that just made her mind race even faster.
Jack straddled her hips, noting that his cock was mere inches away from Haley's pussy. He too told himself to push the thoughts out of his head, but too no avail. He felt his dick twitch as it began to grow in anticipation.
Haley felt him adjust his position, and couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking. She felt his hands touch her shoulders and rub deep into her muscles, through her shirt. It felt amazing, but she still felt that something was missing.
The two continued this for a bit, and save for the occasional happy moan from Haley, you would think that it was just a regular massage. However, as the massage continued, Jack's dick continued to grow as he gently moved his hips back and forth across her ass, while his hands worked her back.
"Jack" Haley suddenly looked up.
"Y-yes?" Jack replied, suddenly brought out of his reverie.
"I... I think this would work better if I lost my shirt. That's how they do it in real massage parlors, and while you're doing a great job, I think that the heat from your hands on my back would help the soreness a lot."
Jack could barely contain his excitement. His dick throbbed as the thought of Haley's tits ran through his mind.
"Yeah, I think you're right. If it would make you feel better, I could lose my shirt also? That way we both get a show!" He laughed, hoping he hadn't taken it too far.