Have you ever been to a health club or gym? Most of us have...the last decade has seen an increased public awareness in health and fitness, and more people than ever are going to these places to try to get in shape.
As you can imagine, all of this flexing and sweating can make for a very sexually-charged environment, from which lots of interesting situations can arise...
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Lori peeked out from behind the door, looking into the corridor between the men's and women's locker rooms. All clear!
She pulled back and closed the door behind her. She was now in the area reserved for the club's therapeutic massage staff and their clients. Technically, she wasn't supposed to be in here, but she had a good excuse prepared just in case. Clutched in her hand, Lori had a pink slip of paper from a telephone message pad. Terry, her boss, had received a telephone call just as he was coming in for his regular scheduled massage... Lori knew it could wait until after his appointment, but this gave her a good reason for stalking around here looking for him.
Although Lori was head over heels in love with her best friend, Clarissa, she couldn't get Clarissa's excited description of their boss' massive cock out of her head... she had to see it for herself. The problem was, she wasn't sure which room he was in.
The hallway before her was lined with doors, four on either side. The club only kept two massage therapists on staff at the moment, but Terry had planned for growth when he built this facility, so that meant at the moment several of these rooms were unused for anything other than storage. The petite blonde walked slowly down the hallway and came to the first door. She put her ear to the door, listening intently. All she could hear was the quiet sound of water running across rocks, with a harp and a pan flute in the background. Damn background spa music, she couldn't hear anything in the room.
She nervously grasped the door handle and turned it quietly. She opened the door a crack and peeked in.
Like all eight other rooms in this area, the room was smallish, being just large enough for a table to hold the assorted massage oils needed, a rack on which the client could hang their clothes, and the central massage table which was draped with towels. There was a small closet against the back wall where spare towels and sheets were stored. Karl, the club's masseur, was standing, leaning forward over the table, his large, strong hands kneading the shoulder muscles of the woman prone on the table, face up. Lori couldn't see the woman's face, but from her red hair, she guessed it was the soccer mom who had walked in on she and Clarissa in the shower yesterday. Lori's pussy tingled with the thought of how naughty that experience had been.
Lori was about to back away and close the door, when Karl casually reached down and rolled back the white towel that was covering the woman's upper chest. Her pert breasts where now fully exposed. Lori's eyes glittered with excitement as she watched Karl's hands slowly move from the woman's shoulders, down to her tits. The woman let out an appreciative moan as his hands began to rub gently around the sides of her breast, squeezing them together, and then letting them fall back down. She had sharp, pointy rosebud nipples that stuck out nicely from her firm mounds.
After a few moments, Karl rolled the towel back further and moved down the table to the woman's abdomen. Lori could see that he was sporting an impressive bulge in his crotch, obviously enjoying his work. The woman on the table had her hands laying forgotten by her sides, forgotten that is until Karl's erection brushed up against her hand as he rolled the towel back further, exposing a smooth, bare pussy mound.
Lori grinned, biting her lip... just yesterday when she and Clarissa had been enjoying each other in the shower, this sexy lady had walked in on them. At the time, she had possessed a smooth, red patch of silky hair on her pussy, but it looks like she must have liked the sight of Clarissa's shaved goods, and it must have inspired her to shave herself bare as well.
Karl's hands confidently moved across his client's stomach, working at the firm muscles just below the smooth surface of her stomach. As he did so, the bulging front of his white pants rubbed again along the woman's hand. Even though the woman was lying on the table with her eyes closed, Lori could see that she was aware of what was touching her hand, since the redhead turned her hand slightly and began to gently caress her fingers along Karl's zipper. Karl didn't react, other than to curl his lips into a knowing smile.
Lori could feel herself getting wet watching this hot scene before her. She lowered her hand and snuck it below the waistband on her jogging pants. She wiggled her fingers past her panties and began to rub herself, sliding her fingers along her moist slit.
The woman on the table was now rubbing the front of Karl's pants more aggressively. She must have been getting the right signals from Karl, as she raised her hand and, by feel, found the top of his zipper. She pulled his zipper down and fished her hand into his pants, pulling his cock free. Karl continued as if nothing was out of the ordinary, and slowly moved lower to begin to rub his client's bare pussy. From where she was standing, Lori could see that Karl wouldn't need any massage oil, since the woman's cunt was already sopping wet. Karl dipped his fingers into her honey pot and began to rub gently along both sides of her labia, spreading her lips apart and then pushing them close together. Each time that he pulled, the woman's legs would roll slightly apart and Lori would get a clear view of her glistening pussy and her swollen clit poking out.
The woman's hand continued to pull at Karl's cock, where it sat hard and stiff in her grasp. Lori could see pre-cum leaking from the tip, and the woman's fingers reached up to wipe at it, lifting her fingers to her red lips, tasting him.
Suddenly, a door at the far end of the hall opened and Lori gasped. Karl looked up from his work and, seeing Lori in the doorway with her hand jammed down the front of her pants, smiled and winked at her. Lori grinned and winked back, and then she stepped back, pulled her hand from her pussy, closed the door, and left Karl to finish with his client.
Walking down the hall towards her was Sheila, the club's female masseuse. Sheila was wiping oil from her hands on a white towel. When she saw Lori, she smiled with a quizzical look on her face.
