She threw a pillow. "Damn! I'm bored." She muttered. She almost threw her laptop but think otherwise. Her parents won't buy her another. Her current laptop was just bought five days ago after she "accidentally" drop her old laptop when in fact she was in the heat of frolicking with her boyfriend, now ex. She giggled at the thought but was short-lived when she remembered how bored she was. Suddenly her cell phone rang. Her friend's name Angela was on the screen.
"Hello, Angela! What's up?" She asked. Her voice tinged with boredom.
"You're bored!!!" She exclaimed. "And I've got the great summer activity to ease your boredom. Let's meet at the old place." And then she hanged up.
She looked at her cell phone as if it was Angela's. "You better have a good reason for hanging up on me like that," She muttered.
She dressed up quickly. Halter tank top, skirt that barely reaches up the middle of her thigh, sandals with three-inch heels. She didn't bother for any underwear. It's too hot for anything like that. She dashed for her cell phone and for her credit cards. She was on the middle of the stairs when she remembered to say goodbye to her mom. She backtracked and was on the act of knocking at her parent's room when she heard a moan. She noticed that the door was slightly ajar. She pushed it a little to give her a minimum view of the room. Her jaw dropped open when she saw her mom moaning wantonly while massaging her breast. Her dad was pounding at her mom, doggie style. Both were oblivious that they're daughter was watching them fuck. From her position she could see her dad's cock slid in and out her mom's pussy.
She clamped her mouth to prevent her giggles. Her hand strayed to her pussy which was now wet and tingling. She sighed, "I really need a good fucking." And idea struck her. She brought out her cell phone and took a video of her parents while her free hand played with her pussy, imitating the tempo of his dad's thrusting. They continued to fuck in different position before they lay spent in the bed. She hurriedly went to her room, brought out her dildo, removed all her clothes and began pleasuring herself. She moaned as she slid the fake cock inside her waiting pussy. It was slippery and her juices where running down her thigh.
"Oh, god...yes...oh! Yeah...hmmm," she moaned as she increased the tempo of thrusting the fake cock inside her wet hole. "Aahhhhhh...." She screamed as she reached orgasm. She let the cock slid out of her pussy as she laid there, her juices running down her pussy and drenching her bed sheets. Minutes later, she dressed again and hurriedly went to their meeting place.
"What's this?" She asked incredulously. "You made me come here just to give me this card?"
"Yes, and it's not an ordinary card." Angela said without even looking from her laptop. She was busy typing as if her world depends on it.
"Angela!" She screamed.
Her friend glanced sideways. "Whitney, you are creating a scene."
"I will create a scene if you are not going to tell me what the purpose of this card is?" She flipped it in front of her friend.
"You want summer adventure right?" her friend asked and had the audacity of looking pissed off. She raised her brow to answer affirmative. "Then here it is your ultimate summer adventure that you haven't done before."
"Angela, massage? I always go to a spa to get a massage and you are giving me a massage advantage card?"
"And not just massage advantage card. By the way, I'm going. Jeff and I have a date. Bye," And without further ado, Angela kissed me in the cheek and playfully massaged her left breast and licked her ear. "Hope you enjoy!"
She looked at the brochure. The massage parlor opens at 2pm until 12mn. Her brows shut upward to the unusual opening time. "Pleasurable, unique, satisfying massage package", it was written on the one-page brochure. "Hope you enjoy!" Her friend's last words rang in her head. It's the way she said them that intrigued her. Unknowingly, she was on her way to the place. It was one-hour drive from downtown. And another thirty minutes wasted because she couldn't find the exact place. She was disappointed to see a rather well used office, not her sophisticated first class spa. A friendly receptionist greeted her.
"Oh, yes. I would like to inquire about your massage package."
"Yes. What massage would you like? Full?" The receptionist asked.
"I really don't have an idea about your packages. My friend gave me this card and she said all I have to do is present this to you to gain access."
The girl looked at the card and flashed a sweet smile. "I'm sorry about that. Please follow me."
She followed the receptionist. All of a sudden, the all-business-like demeanor of the lady was gone. She was ushered to a more comfortable lounging area. The change in ambience was quite dramatic.
"Ma'am, may I see your card please." Another girl was asking her. This one was petite and her dress is a little daring from the other girl. The receptionist was nowhere to be found. She handed her the card and the girl entered another door which was hidden among the ornamental plants. She sat down and went on browsing a magazine. The magazine was three months old issue of Playgirl. That caught her attention. What does a Playgirl magazine doing in this ordinary place? After ten minutes, the girl emerged from where she disappeared. She was holding a clear book.
And she started to present to her the massage packages. Each package has a picture of the person who will do the massage session. A guy, yes a guy would do the massage. Her wild imagination is now at work but then nothing about the entity reveal something to solidify her imagination except for a magazine. A guy captured her interest. This package includes a full body massage, foot spa, and hair treatment. She was surprised with the price. 10,000 dollars!!! "Don't you think the price too much?"
"Don't worry, Miss. Your card can compensate any packages you choose. Miss Angela made sure of that."
"How do you know that my friend's name is Angela?"
