Nairobi Offers Sue Storm Extra Services

As was often the case, Sue Storm was contemplative as she left Dr. Stone's office. The young woman at the desk of the massage parlor checked her in with a smile, and Sue changed, still distracted. Nairobi was happy to see her, and Sue was happy to see Nairobi, happier for the dark young woman to get her hands on her.

Nairobi wore a green vest today, secured with small black buttons, with a high collar. Her arms were bare, and Sue had the distinct impression that the young woman wasn't wearing a bra. Something about the set of her small breasts against the shiny fabric.

The Invisible Woman laid flat on the table as the masseuse systematically worked her way down her body. Sue could hardly believe that she had gone so long in her life without getting massages. They now felt more like routine maintenance than a luxury treat. Nairobi, for her part, seemed to enjoy touching Sue. Digging her fingers into the pale skin. Really working those muscles.

Sue even gave a little moan. Half in appreciation. Half in anticipation of what was to come next. Those familiar two words that heralded pleasure and release...

Except Nairobi had other ideas.

"You know, Mrs. Storm," the masseuse said. "I also offer...other services. For a special client only."

Sue Storm blinked, surprised. Nairobi guided her to turn over onto her back, so that the dark-skinned young woman could stare into her eyes.

"What...kind of services?" Sue asked, intrigued despite herself.

Nairobi licked her lips. One hand came to rest on Sue's thigh. Deliberately not touching Sue's pussy.

"I thought we might try an oral massage," the dark-skinned young woman said smoothly. "It's a little more expensive than the manual massage, but it gets into all those hard-to-reach places."

Sue Storm's heart fluttered in her breast. This went right back to what Dr. Stone was talking about. She couldn't remember the last time Reed had gone down on her willingly. Their anniversary? No, the Blood Skrulls had invaded. They'd had to cut things short. Her pussy squeezed, as if in anticipation.

What was it Dr. Stone had called this? A healthy outlet. Yes, Sue needed one of those.

"I...guess that sounds...good," Sue said, with a smile. "I'll cover the extra cost, of course."