This is another installment in my series called "The Affair". It have moved between categories. It's kind of like a TV series, you can get by with just jumping in, but it makes a bit more sense if you start from the beginning. If you do want to read them in order this is the 12th chapter. This story is a bit of a stretch because I'm not a lesbian, I'm not a woman and I've never been to a spa. If anyone has experience as a spa going lesbian I welcome you comments. Actually I welcome any comments. Enough babbling, I hope you enjoy the story.
Thanks to Cheer_Smartie526 and others for editing help.
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The house was strangely quiet as Charlotte settled into her chair and opened her book. She found herself putting the book down and listening for her name, but she heard only silence. Her husband was away with his friends and both of her children were away on a school trip. She picked up the book again; the story was good but she simply could not focus on it. The house was unusually silent. She looked at the book again. Her thoughts kept returning to a conversation that had occurred a few days earlier with her husband and his mistress. The three of them had agreed to a ménage a trois. Ever since that day she had been unable to put it out of her mind. She wondered what it would be like to be naked in front of another woman and what it would be like to have someone watching her get fucked. She also wondered how her husband Brad would behave if presented with two nude women instead of one. Charlotte felt she was just as attractive as Sherry overall. Sherry had larger breasts, but wasn't quite as fit. Much to her surprise, Charlotte felt slightly aroused as she imagined seeing Sherry's D cup breasts. The phone rang. Charlotte glanced at the caller ID before picking it up. The call was from Sherry.
"Your booty call is not here," she said.
"I know, I called to talk to you," Sherry replied.
"Are your ears burning?" Charlotte asked.
"No, why? Are you talking about me?" the voice on the other end replied.
"Kind of, I'm thinking of you and our conversation with Brad the other day."
"I've been thinking about that too, and I think we need a little girl time before it happens. How would you feel about a day at the spa, my treat," Sherry offered.
"You don't have to do that."
"I know, but I want to. It will give us a chance to be more comfortable around each other," Sherry explained.
"I'm guessing you won't take no for an answer," Charlotte said.
"I'm taking that as a yes. I have the spa's calendar in front of me, they have openings on the second and on the fifth," Sherry said.
"Today would be great, nobody's home and I'm having trouble focusing on anything. Do they have anything this afternoon?" Charlotte inquired.
"The calendar shows today as full, but I know the owner, let me see what I can do. I'll call you back in a few minutes." Sherry then hung up.
Charlotte let out a sign. Of course Sherry knew the spa's owner, it seemed like there was no limit to Sherry's connections. She always had a way of getting what she wanted without seeming pushy. Less than five minutes later the phone rang again.
"Great news, I managed to get us a spot. Would three work for you?" Sherry asked.
"That doesn't give us much time, don't they close at five?"
"They do, but I worked out a deal so we can stay a bit late, as long as you are okay with a little clean up when we're done,"
"I'm sure I can handle that, see you at three."
"See you at three," and once again, she hung up.
With a big grin on her face, Sherry set the phone down. Her ears had not been burning, but other parts of her anatomy had been quite warm as she called Charlotte. Ever since Charlotte had brought up the idea of a threesome Sherry had been unable to stop thinking about being naked with her friend. At first she had imagined watching Charlotte fucking Brad, but lately her fantasies have included more and more of Charlotte and less and less of Brad. She had managed to tease a bit of information out of Brad about what his wife looked like without clothes. The most intriguing part of his description was what he said about Charlotte's breasts. He used words like perky and firm, never saggy or floppy. Sherry thought back to times when she had seen Charlotte in a swimsuit or without a bra. While they did not defy gravity like the tits on a co-ed, Charlotte's breasts looked amazing considering she was over forty. Sherry recalled that Charlotte had reluctantly agreed to kiss her during the threesome, but did not seem receptive to much more. In fact Charlotte insisted on quid pro quo; anything that Brad wanted the two women to do he had to do to another man first. Sherry had made certain to mention that to the man that Sherry and Brad were going to hook up with.
The spa anchored one end of an upscale shopping center. A smile spread across Charlotte's face when she noticed a parking spot by the door. She considered it a good sign that she was getting rock star parking. She also noticed Sherry standing by the front door of the spa. Her friend was wearing a T-shirt and jeans. As usual the shirt had a deep v neck and showed off Sherry's ample cleavage. The cord from her ear buds trailed from her ears to her phone and her head moved from side to side as she sang along with the music. Charlotte was slightly better dressed in a button down blouse and a mid length skirt. She parked her car and joined Sherry at the front door. As her friend approached she smiled, but continued signing, "...Last Friday night...We went streaking in the park, skinny dipping after dark, then we had a ménage a trios..."
Charlotte blushed at the thought the threesome, and then found herself staring into Sherry's cleavage.
"Letting the girls get some sun?" Charlotte teased.
"I didn't seem reason to get dressed up, we are not going to be wearing these clothes for very long," Sherry replied, wrapping the cord to the ear buds around her hand and then stuffing them into her pocket.
"What?" Charlotte replied, wondering exactly what her friend had planned.
"The spa provides robes and towels. Most of the treatments don't go with street clothes,"
Charlotte followed her friend in. Despite the last minute booking they were taken to the changing room almost right away. The attendant handed each of them a robe and then left.
"Normally we would each get a room, but since this is all about getting ready for the threesome I thought sharing a room would be a good idea," Sherry said the moment the door shut.
"You have a point, "Charlotte replied, suddenly feeling nervous.
