"Your valuables. I'm going to put them in the safe." I gave her my stuff and watched her put them, together with her own, into the safe. She twiddled the dial, did something, closed the safe door and spun the dial, locking the thing. While she was doing this I undressed and wrapped a towel around my waist, grateful that it was thick enough to keep my semi-hard on, firmly in place. I mean, I'm not used to casually undressing with women. It affects me.
I'd barely got the towel on, when there was a soft knock on the door and our talking friend was back. "You ready?" In the hallway was her companion who led us to one of the other doors. She opened it and cloud of steam came out. Meghan led the way in, and gracefully relinquished her towel to one of the girls as she did so. The other girl put her hand on the back of my towel and I left it behind. The door closed and there we were: in a small room billowing in steam. Meghan's voice brought me to the far side which had a wooden bench from wall to wall. Meghan was sitting on it, legs splayed, calmly nude. I sat next to her. Luckily, my penis did not spring to attention; it just lay there - a bit larger than normal, but not really embarrassing.
We just sat there, saying nothing and not moving. After a short time I could feel the sweat starting to break out. After about five minutes or so, I was really sweating. I looked at her and saw that she was the same way. Another five minutes or so and I was dripping wet and my erection a distant memory. Just when I was starting to feel faint, the door opened and one of the girls said: "You come."
Meghan again led and stepped out, buck naked into the hallway. The girl handed her a towel, which she wrapped herself in. The other girl, apparently quite indifferent to this large, sweaty, naked male right in front of her, gave me a towel, which she watched me wrap around before leading the way to another door.
This new room was not huge but was large enough to contain a tiled table about the size of a single bed, a teak chair and two large sinks. "Lady go first?" said our talker.
"Sure," said Meghan, pointing me to the chair, which stood at the foot of the tiled table. I felt exhausted after all that steam and gratefully sat. Meghan stood by the bed while both girls, put on rubber boots and, using small wooden pails, sloshed water over the table. Meghan took off her towel and handed it to one of the girls. She looked totally at ease. I was beginning to get nervous. Both girls stood by as Meghan got on the bed face down. "You want hair wet?"
"No," she murmured, her head turned to one side flat on the table. One of the girls poured a little water on her.
"Water warm, OK?" asked the talker. Meghan nodded 'yes' and they both started to dip and pour water all over her. After she was good and wet, they both took some soap and started washing Meghan by simply rubbing her body with their soapy hands. Acting in unison, they washed her hands, carefully doing each finger, then the arms and on to her shoulders. The hands ran all over Meghan's back and then down to her ass, both girls taking turn to spread her cheeks and rub their hand up and down the crack. Ohmigosh, they're going to do the same to me. I started to get scared. Having finished the ass they each did a leg, finishing up with a careful soaping of the toes. Meghan was now covered in soap suds which they removed by sloshing water all over her, being careful to avoid her hair. As they sloshed both of them ran their hands over her body, chasing off the suds and, again, both of them ran a wet hand up and down the crack of her ass.
Satisfied that she was suds free, the talker said: "you turn over, please." She did so and I'm looking straight up her legs at her sex and then her breasts. My little friend started to rise up. I tried to think of the last set of accounting standards that I had read. Anything to stop that erection happening. Meanwhile, our two friends were sloshing water over her again. When that was done they both lathered their hands and started doing her toes. Then up her legs. Ohmigosh. Two pairs of hands casually rubbed soap into her groin, getting her bush nice and soapy. Then they carried on up across her belly to her breasts, which they casually lathered, two-handed; one girl to each breast. In spite of Meghan's show of cool, I saw that her nipples quickly got hard as those little, wet hands played over them. After that they finished the rest of her off but each girl, every now and then, slid a hand back to a breast or between Meghan's legs. They finished soaping her by, again, rubbing her whole body and, again, paying good attention to her groin and her breasts. All this time I was frantically trying to think of other things in a somewhat losing battle against an erection. Finally they were done. The sloshed water over her, again and again and, when satisfied, the talker said: "OK, you stand up now." Meghan swung off the table, and stood by the side. One girl toweled her back and one her front, each squatting down to do her legs. That done, one of them handed her a towel and she wrapped up.
"Your turn," she said. Luckily, I was only semi-hard so I managed to get onto the table and lie face down; I still needed to put my hand down there to get my cock to lie right. Nobody seemed to notice or, probably, care. The water was pleasantly warm and the hands felt wonderful. If it weren't for this sex thing, it really could have been a very relaxing thing. As they moved down my back, I tensed and then felt the delicate touch of a small hand sliding up and down the crack of my ass and soaping me up. I mean, whoa! That got my cock's attention. By the time they had finished my back, watered me down and told me turn over, I was just a little bit hard, but it was manageable. That ended in a rush when the first pair of hands slid up and down my cock. I got really stiff. Glancing at the girls, neither one of them looked the least interested in my erection even though, as I was watching, one of them soaped it, yet again, with two hands. While she was doing that, the other was soaping my balls, which must have been exceptionally unclean, for she did it again and again. I could just about see Meghan, at the foot of the table. She was smiling happily.
After that, it was more water sloshing and numerous needs to make sure that no suds lingered anyway near my cock or between my legs. My serious erection was touched and handled and touched again. A few more minutes of that I would probably have come.
Eventually they were done and I stood up to be toweled dry. As one of them crouched in front of me, drying my legs, my stiff cock bobbed in her face. She just ignored it, except to pat it dry with her towel.
All nice and dry and wrapped in our towels back we all trooped to the original room. Meghan took the talking girl to one side and talked very quietly to her for brief while, asked her a question and got a couple of rapid nods in affirmation. That done, Meghan climbed up onto one of the massage tables and lay face down, relinquishing her towel to one of the girls. "Get up on the table, face down," she said to me. I did so carefully, again having to adjust my cock to make lying face down comfortable. We were lying alongside one another about three feet apart.
Each girl poured some oil onto her hands, rubbed them together to warm the oil and, in unison, started on our shoulders; one girl each. My girl really knew her stuff and, from what I could see, Meghan's was equally as good. I mean these girls were professionals. I'd had massages before, from the male attendants at the gym after wrestling matches, but they were not in this league. The massaging went on for some time - probably fifteen minutes or so and proved to be remarkably non-sexual. I mean I felt her hands on my ass and up and down my thighs, but she made no attempt to do anything but give me a vigorous massage.
It was really good, but I was beginning to worry that I might have to turn over; I'd never had to do that with the guys at the gym. When she finished with my toes, my girl removed her hands. I could see that Meghan's girl finished at the same time. Then Meghan's girl moved and I saw her nod across to my girl. At that, I felt a delicate stroking hand fluttering up and down my upper thighs. I saw that Meghan was getting a similar treatment. The effect on me was immediately arousing and I wiggled my legs apart to give her more access. Her hand went right between my legs and touched and fluttered around my balls. My cock was stiff so I raised my ass off the table to give my cock room. The little hand moved onto my cock playing with it from the back. My ass went even higher and her hand was now sliding up and down my shaft. "Turn over," she said - it was the talking one.
I turned over. My cock was standing upright. Meghan had also turned and she was looking at me. My girl idly stroked my cock while Meghan's girl stroked Meghan's nipples with one hand while gently rubbing her between the legs with the other. As I watched, both girls took their hands away and pulled off their tunics. They were both naked. Meghan said: "you can do anything you want to them; fuck them; have them suck you off; watch them do each other or just let them give you a hand job." I blinked rapidly. I couldn't believe I was actually going to fuck a girl for the first time. Meghan broke my reverie: "when I say 'you can' I meant that in a general sense; I should have said 'one can'. Unfortunately, you can't. But I am going to give you a taste of what 'one' could do. Just remember, you don't come until I say so. Understood?"
"Y-yeah."
