(A new girl appears) Anne and Sarabeth

"Come in, the door's open!" you call from the shower.

The door opens. You hear the laughter of Anne and another woman.

"Is this the place?" the other woman asks.

"It's the place in his employee record," Anne says. "Joe, are you ready?"

"Finishing my shower," you say.

"Oo, really," Anne says. "Come, Sarabeth, let's have a look!"

Two women's faces appear at the door. Your cheap, clear plastic shower curtain hides nothing.

"Isn't he a nice one," Anne says. "And doesn't he have a nice one?"

Your cock throbs and twitches up at her admiration.

"Oh yes," Sarabeth says.

"Oh, where are my manners?" Anne says. "Joe, meet Sarabeth. She's my regular therapist for massage." Anne grins as she watches the expression on your face. "Yes, that kind of massage. Therapeutic massage. To orgasm."

Anne steps into your bathroom and brings her friend. Anne is wearing a green sundress that goes well with her dark red hair and low-heeled shoes that show off her toes and add a little to her already above-average height.

Sarabeth is a round-faced woman a little shorter than average height, with brown eyes and a mop of curly brown hair. She's wearing a sleeveless sundress with a wild 1970s style pattern of bright-colored paisley and flower shapes. Her dress flaunts deep, bra-less cleavage and curves out over her abdomen, showing the bulge of a pregnancy more than halfway through.

You try your best to recall what the Pickup Artists' Guide says about meeting your boss's massage therapist when naked in the shower. Not very much. Your cock firms up to a full erection as the two of them look you over.

"Pleased to meet you, Ms. ...?," you say.

"Oh, just call me Sarabeth," she says.

Anne continues. "Sarabeth, meet Joe, one of my lifeguards. And meet Joe's cock, which will be joining us tonight."

Sarabeth laughs. "Pleased to meet you both," she says. "Being pregnant really does it to me. It's especially frustrating when I bring my clients to orgasm but don't have time for myself. My husband does his best but he's only good for twice a day and he can't really keep up with me." Her voice is soft and gentle where Anne's can have a harsh edge.

"Oh dear, what happened to your chest, Joe?" Anne asks, looking at your purple-red bruise.

"Fell on top of some equipment on the job yesterday," you say. "I'll be all right, just don't sit on my chest. Ms. Campion, what about your other friend?"

"We'll be meeting her in a little bit," Anne says. "Sarabeth, did you want to get acquainted with Joe, or shall we go fill out our little party?"

Sarabeth is looking you up and down.

"I'm up for anything," Sarabeth coos. "What do you like, Joe?" she asks.

You may fuck Anne or Sarabeth. Roll +hard (+2 for either, +1 for both), make Sarabeth beg for what she wants by rolling +hot (+2) or let the girls move.