She didn’t say any of them, because far from looking angry or even surprised, Olivia continued her massage down Lydia’s leg, her serene face not g...ving anything away. But she had to have known Lydia just had an orgasm. She had to have. Lydia laid back against the headrest, not paying the least attention as Olivia finished up her massage, removing the towels from her feet and rubbing in some sort of Lavender oil. Her mind was racing with all that had just happened. She didn’t believe Olivia. ‘Oh, just that I had a Greek god client who wants us to do exactly what you would love to do. He just bought a rundown Victorian mansion and wants the full treatment, apparently, money is no object. And, I think he might just be gay as well because he asked to work with me, exclusively. How much do you love me, eh?’ Jumping up from my ergonomically correct, back ache inducing chair, I hugged and kissed Dave to within an inch of his life. ‘You beautiful, crazy fairy, how did you make that. I think I was expecting Allison to offer some kind of advise, or to ask me how I’d felt about my girlfriend’s new found slutty behavior. I would soon learn, however, that Allison wasn’t exactly the introspective type."Just go with it, you know? It's all in fun." she said, finally. It was a philosophy that I would come to remind myself of a lot after that night..-------------------------------------Allison (or "Allie" as she kept telling me to call her after we'd gotten past the formality of. In sexual delirium, he grabbed her to him, and then dropped her on a bale of hale so he could thrust a little harder, feeling his balls already tensing, ready to fill her with his hot seed. He twisted lean stiff fingers in her deep brown curls, shoving deeper and harder into her as she gasped in lustful ecstasy, clinging desperately to him. ‘Puta madre! I’m cumming . . .!’ she wailed. ‘Urrrrggghh…’ he growled long and deep, feeling as if every molecule in his body was exploding when he hit his.