Karen falls asleep on the massage table

"Slide it into the back, Joe. Gently, gently now."

Anne hands you her gym bag, which is starting to accumulate more and different balms and supplements as she shops ahead for the Fit Woman's Modern Pregnancy Plan. You follow her directions and slide Anne's bag into the back seat of her mini sports utility vehicle to rest on top of your matching bag with the health club logo. Karen's goes next to it, a slimline designer gym bag with her kickboxing shoes and gloves tucked in discreetly beside her everyday clothes.

And lastly yourself.

Karen Yoshida settles in the front passenger seat. Anne gets behind the wheel.

"Something amusing?" Anne asks.

Karen is grinning. "My mother would be so angry with me if she knew I was running off all sweaty from exercise, still wearing this top, clinging to my boobs. Much less where we're going and why."

Anne laughs. "You're a big girl, you can make your own messes now. Joe's helping me get over one of mine. More than one mess of mine. Aren't you, Mr. Campion?"

Karen looks around. "Joe?"

You nod to Karen. "It's not official yet, but we're getting married. So I'm still Joe Kelly until then."

"He's taking my name," Anne says. "I insisted."

Karen has a look on her face. You don't know if it's Are you guys kidding me? or Do I still want to be here? or even Wait, I saw him first!

"Wait, you two are getting married?" Karen says.

"It was the only thing to do," Anne says. "I fell pregnant after Joe gave me a mercy fuck. After my neglectful, useless, cheating ex did the same with one of the crazy little bitches he calls therapy clients."

Karen laughs. "No, really?"

"No, really!" Anne says. "So Joe and I are living in sin until we can tie the knot. But the divorce settlement was quite generous. I think my lawyer intimidated him."

"Ha ha ha ha ha!" Karen laughs. "Well done, then."

Ulva Lupino could certainly intimidate a man. You still don't know if she actually cornered Anne's ex for a woman-on-top revenge fuck capped off by pissing all over his shirt and trousers. You had a more congenial relationship with Anne's divorce and remarriage attorney, as one of the women in Anne's mercy fuck party.

Karen gives you another look. You can't even guess what it means.

"How about you first, Anne?" Karen says. "I want to see Joe's technique."

"Oh, I don't mind if I do," Anne says. "Mind you, Joe, I'm being very rude, jumping the queue in front of our guest. If you'll forgive me, Ms. Yoshida."

Karen giggles. "Of course, Ms. Campion."

Anne fixes up her long dark-red hair in a ponytail. She strips off her shorts and leotard and lies down on the massage table.

In a few minutes, Anne is purring with your kneading, pressing, and long strokes down her back and legs. Your chub from before fills back up, and firms up as the front of your shorts brushes against Anne's body as you move alongside the narrow massage table.

"Hmmf, Joe, if you keep pressing into me like that," Anne says, "it's going to be the giver getting the happy ending massage, not the receiver."

"I'll hold on, Mrs. Campion," you promise. You hope you can.

"Oh, you darling," Anne says. "Speaking of holding on, I think it's Karen's turn. I'm glowing all over, and I can wait for my happy ending. It would only be proper, after jumping the queue."

Anne curls up in a chair by the side, wrapped in the bath sheet you used for the massage table cover. You excuse yourself to wash your hands. It takes a bit to get the oil off, the nail brush to get the business end of the fingers squeaky clean. And the stiffie in your shorts goes soft, to your relief. There is a little damp spot, if you look close.

You grab another bath sheet from the closet for Karen's massage. Before you step back into the room, you hear Anne holding forth to Karen.

"So yes," Anne tells Karen. "Joe is a dear boy, so loyal and full of energy. As you just bore witness. "

You pause, waiting for the other shoe to drop. You worry, sometimes.

"But you're marrying him?" Karen asks. "Why? How does that work for you, I mean, um, that he's, well."

"That he's a pool boy, a lifeguard, a spotter for exercise classes?" Anne says. "I had my divorce lawyer run a background check. Practically a Boy Scout. Not a bad word from anyone, even the ex-girlfriend. And the story you told me is just as much an endorsement as the rest. Up the arse to climax, well done."

"Omigod I can't believe I told you," Karen says.

"So with a baby on the way, a pre-nuptial agreement to keep me safe as houses, and a glowing background check, plus a dick that gets hard for me whenever I want, of course I want to marry him." Anne laughs. "And if he's mine, I get to share him. And his big prick."

That makes you go hard again. Oh well.

"Well speak of the devil himself!" Anne says. "Lay out the cover for Karen, it's her turn. Karen, do you want a happy ending?"

Karen giggles. "Um, I don't know. I've never, well."

"Give her the magic touch for a bit, Joe, then ask her."

You spread out the big towel over the top of the massage table.

Anne watches but doesn't talk. You give Karen a long session of slow strokes, kneading her muscles. Her soft parts are a little firmer than Anne's, and her firm parts a bit softer. You listen to her breathing change as you work your way from her shoulders to her hips, then down each arm, then down the legs, and back up again to knead her buttocks.

You wipe the oil from your fingers. "Karen, may I rub your temples?"

Karen doesn't reply. You bend down to bring your head close to hers.

"Ms. Yoshida?"

She's asleep.

You look over to Anne. She's asleep.

You turn the lights down dim and lie on the floor. It's not that late in the evening, but you are a little sleepy yourself.

Soon, you drift off in the warm, quiet room.

Roll +HOT(2) using TELL HER and Group Sex to keep Karen around for another go with you and Anne: 2d6+2 = 10, yes, and take +1 Forward.

You wake up. It's still dim in the massage room at Anne's house.

Anne is still asleep. Karen is sitting in a chair, still undressed, just in her panties, looking at you.

"I'd love you to stay over," you say. "But I'm ready to run you home."

Karen smiles but doesn't say anything.

Anne coughs and looks up. "Joe?"

"Mrs. Campion?" you say. "May I invite Karen to stay over? You never got your happy ending yourself."

Anne yawns. "I am all for it," she says. "Karen?"

"I have tomorrow off," Karen says. "I've heard of this thing called morning wood?"

Anne laughs. "Oh, you. Well, then, let's find us all some proper places to sleep." She looks to Karen. "Master bedroom? We don't really have a separate guest bed, but Joe can sleep anywhere."

Karen is too sleepy to put up a fight. She and Anne get the bed. You collapse the legs on the massage table and drag it to the foot of Anne's bed, anticipating pleasant dreams before an early morning start.

Roll +HOT(+2), and +1 Forward using MAKE HER BEG and Group Sex to roll vs. Karen and Anne together, to see what they want from your morning wood: 2d6 = 11 + 2 + 1 = 14, Anne and Karen each beg you for three things.

When you MAKE HER BEG, on a hit, she wants something from you, she tells you, and you can do it without having to tell her or dominate her.

Things she might beg for: Fuck her . / Cum in her . / Fuck another girl (which one?) / Let her ____.