The Police Raid The Building

There was a loud bang and scream from the front room.

"POLICE! Hands where I can see 'em! Don't move!"

"Oh shit!" Nairobi hissed. "It's a raid!"

Boots stomped through the building, doors flew open. As someone kicked down the door, they glanced inside and saw nothing.

"Clear!" he yelled.

The Invisible Woman held her hand over Nairobi's mouth. They were both still naked, but the sudden appearance of New York's finest had taken some of bloom off the rose. Sue whispered in Nairobi's ear.

"Stay close to me. We're going to get our clothes and sneak out, okay?"

Getting out was easier said than done. The massage parlor wasn't exactly spacious. Sue held Nairobi's hand as they tip-toed out the alley in their bare feet. There were cops stationed there, and they noticed the door open and close on its own. Immediately investigated. But by then, Sue had an invisible platform carrying her and Nairobi up to the roof. Then, just for safety, three roofs over, where they could go visible and dress in peace.

"God dammit," Nairobi muttered. "I needed that job."

"They won't rat on you, will they?" Sue said, in sympathy.

"Probably not. All of the payments for happy endings and stuff was under the table or in cash. If they look up your credit card, it'll just be for massages, beauty treatments. The owners were clever like that. The cops don't have anything on us unless they catch us in the act," Nairobi said, matter-of-factly but somewhat bitterly.

"So what will you do?" Sue asked, as she tried the roof door. It wasn't locked.

"Find another massage job, I guess. Not like I have any other marketable skills, until I get my degree," Nairobi said.

That twinged Sue's conscience a little. Sure, she hadn't been responsible for the raid, and if she hadn't been there Nairobi might have gotten caught. Jailed, fined, maybe gone to prison. But she had been taking advantage of the young woman, using her for her own pleasure, and the first time it came for her to give back...this happened.

"What if you had another option?" Sue asked, as they entered the stairwell. There was no one around to hear them.

"What do you mean?" Nairobi asked.

"I mean, if I gave you money for rent, groceries, enough to live on—so you could go to school fulltime and...I could drop by when it's convenient. For a massage," she said.

Nairobi touched Sue's shoulder. They stopped, mid-flight, with Nairobi standing above Sue.

"You want to...keep me? Like a mistress?" the dark young woman's face split into a bright grin. "That would be fucking great! I'm going to give you so many orgasms! I'll eat your pussy any time, day or night!"

Sue grinned as the young woman drew her in for a hug—and a kiss on the lips.

Not sure how she would explain this to her husband—or Dr. Stone.