A Personal Masseuse Saves Money in the Long Run

"...when you think about it," Sue Storm explained.

Reed Richards raised a skeptical eyebrow.

Sue sighed.

"Look. The police raided her massage parlor. Turns out some of the women there were doing more than just giving massages. Nairobi needs a little help to make it through school. This way, we both benefit. She gets a steady income and go to class, and I can get someone to fix my back whenever I slip a disk fighting Doctor Doom."

Reed actually smiled at that.

"It's not that we can't afford it, darling," he said. "But are you sure this is the best course? After all, people might talk if they connect you and her and a police raid for prostitution. We have enough problems keeping Johnny off the scandal sheets as it is."

"I'll be discreet," Sue said. "I was thinking of moving her into one of our bug-out apartments. It's not far from the university, it has room for a massage parlor, and having someone actually living there will be better cover if we actually need it in an emergency."

Mr. Fantastic nodded. "Well...alright. You've convinced me."

She threw her arms around his neck and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

The moving men left, with a cash tip. Sue and Nairobi stood in an apartment full of unpacked boxes. There was a brand-new massage table, waiting to be unwrapped. A new mattress and box spring for Nairobi's old bed. The two women stared around at a new life waiting to start.

"Well, here you are," Sue said with a smile. "You have the money in your account, right? Should be enough for tuition, books, food, utilities..."

"Mmm-hmmm," Nairobi hummed. She lifted up her dress and let it fall to the ground. The Invisible Woman's eyes went wide, shocked at the naked young woman who stalked towards her with tigerish grace.

"Getting comfortable already?" Sue said, suddenly nervous. The blonde felt suddenly frumpy in her blue jeans and blouse. Nairobi didn't seem to care. The dark young woman slid her hands down the back of Sue's jeans, grabbing a double handful of ass. She was strong, despite her slim build.

"I think it's time for me to make the first payment on the rent," Nairobi said, her voice husky. Her hungry mouth went to Sue's neck, and the Invisible Woman's breath caught in her throat. Nairobi's hands groped and kneaded the older woman's ass, and Sue's pussy began to burn.

"Take off your pants," Nairobi huffed when she came up for air, voice full of desire. "I want you to use me. Whenever you want. Whenever you need. I want to be your little fuck machine!"

Invisible hands unbuttoned Sue's jeans and whipped off her belt. The pants dropped, and Nairobi sank to her knees, her hot, eager mouth seeking out Sue's pussy. The Invisible Woman fell back and braced herself against the edge of the kitchen island as a strong tongue lapped at her clit with terrible, single-minded intensity.

The married heroine groaned aloud as her mistress ate out her cheating cunt.