A much needed massage.

Jonathan was not surprised to see the triplets wearing only towels wrapped around them when he walked up to the corner of the fitness center where the two massage tables were located.

"Welcome to my office!" Amber chirped. Crystal was lying face down on the stationary massage table with face cradle cushion with Jade standing over her. Amber pointed at the low solid wood Thai massage bed. "Lie down, Jon."

Jonathan hesitated for a moment, knowing he was walking into a den of hungry lionesses, before he did what he was told and laid face down on the low wooden bed with his face resting on the face hole of the mattress. He felt Amber climb up onto the massage bed and then sit on his thighs (he could tell she was not wearing any underwear under her towel!). He was in no position to protest (even if he actually wanted to) when she immediately began digging her elbows into his knotted back muscles, causing him to let out a loud grunt.

"You're really tight," Amber noted as she continued to dig her elbow deep into his latissimus dorsi muscles.

"It's usually the guy who says that to me!" Jade joked, causing groans of disapproval of her humour from her sisters.

"Muscle tightness can limit flexibility, increase pain, and cause future injuries," Amber informed Jonathan while she rubbed his back muscles. "You should get a massage at least once every two weeks."

Amber continued with the Swedish style of massage — which consisted of stroking, rubbing, kneading, and rhythmic chopping — to sports massage, which focuses on enhancing circulation, increasing tissue elasticity and reducing muscle tension.

"Do you feel less tense now?" Amber asked, reaching over to grab a bottle of lavender massage oil to rub it across his shoulders, arms, and back.

"Yeah..." he sighed.

"Good," she asked as she kneaded his broad, muscular shoulders.

Jonathan could feel her bare breasts against his back but he did not complain because it felt so good to have her soft body slide across his back. He was so relaxed he began to drift off to sleep.

"Don't fall asleep on me, Jon," Amber whispered into ear before licking his earlobe.

"I'm awake," he replied, snapping back to consciousness.

"Good, now I want you to turn over," she said while she stood up over him.

Jonathan rolled over onto his back and noticed that the lights in the gym had dimmed. He forget that his towel had only covered his butt so semi-erect cock was exposed. He reached down to cover his penis with his hands but Amber swatted them away, giving a nice long look at his cock before she covered it up with his towel. He could not take his eyes off her Amber's naked body — particularly her large breasts, wide hips, and bald snatch, which was exactly the same as Crystal's except for their different tattoos — while she lowered herself down on top of him.

"This is very different type of massage," he remarked, looking up at the ceiling to distract himself when he felt her loins rub against his massive bulge under his towel.

"This is a tantric massage," she giggled, pressing her tits against his pecs while rubbing his temple with her thumb.

Jonathan closed his eyes and let Amber rub her body and caress her hands across his body — he had not felt this peaceful in a long time. He was so lost in the mediative nature that he either did not notice or cared that Amber had removed his towel and began moving her hand along his thighs before caressing his long, thick shaft and balls.

"Amber..." he moaned softly when he felt her lips brush against the tip of his cock.

"Do you want me to stop?" she asked while she slowly stroked his hardening dick in her small hands.

Jonathan paused for a moment and thought about telling her that they should not go further because of fraternizing but he already had the conversation with Crystal and if Amber was just as headstrong as her sister she would not take no for an answer. "No..."

Amber smiled at her sisters, who stood naked at either side of the Thai massage bed, before she began licking the length of his hardening shaft. However, Crystal and Jade were not going to stand idly by while their sibling was relieving tension from Jonathan. They knelt down on the wide table and leaned down to press their ample cleavage against him — Jade hovered her tits over his face while Crystal lightly trailed her nipples across his. He tried to reach up to touch their breasts but they brushed his hand away. Jonathan had to summon all of his will power not to cum in Amber's mouth while her sisters smothered him with their mounds of soft flesh.

"I think he's hard enough now," Amber giggled, popping his cock from her lips. Her sisters cheered at the sight of his raging erection pointing proudly upwards like a flesh monolith.

"Hard enough for what?" he asked, after regaining some lucidity.

"Sex," Amber replied bluntly she lowered herself to hover her snatch over his cockhead.

"We're not suppose to have sex!" he blurted out.

"Even NASA expects us to have sex during our two years here," Jade responded.

"What do you mean?" he wondered.

The three sisters pointed to the small bumps under the skin of their left shoulders.

"What's that?" he asked.

"That's the contraception implant the directors made all of the female crew have last night," Crystal answered. "Lauren explained it was a 'preventive measure.'"

"Okay, but it doesn't mean we have to have sex," he said, trying to **** his cock to soften by thinking of nasty images of mangled bodies he had seen both on the battlefield and ER but to no avail.

"Well, we want to have sex," Amber said as she rubbed her wet pussy lips along the underside of his veiny shaft. Her sisters nodded in agreement. "And from the looks of it so do you..."