She does and she's hot

"Ohmigod, are you two back together." Eliza arrived with her usual enthusiasm.

Rick checked out his former sister-in-law. She'd always been the energetic one of the bunch. She'd been a dancer, never quite making the professional ballet ranks but not losing out by much. She was flexible enough that she liked to show off by putting her ankles behind her head... which had always given Rick obvious ideas, and she'd gone on to be some hotshot corporate lawyer. Now she was wearing a little summer dress that showed off her incredible dancer's legs and her slender waist and small tits.

Her hair was a little darker than her sisters but still on the blond side of the spectrum. Her eyes were hazel rather than Jan's blue, and her muscles were a little harder. But her face had the same generous lips and the same high cheekbones.

Jan grinned at her sister and hugged her. Rick was pretty sure Eliza noticed the marks on Jan's wrists where he'd tied her to the bed but she didn't say anything. "We're not back together, exactly, but Rick has been helping me out. Look at him. Hasn't he changed for the better?"

"You do look good, Rick," Eliza said.

"You too," Rick admitted. "Not that you weren't always beautiful."

"You big goon." Eliza giggled at him. "You always were a flirt."

Only because he'd wanted to get into her pants. He'd first fantasized about a threesome when he'd met Eliza after he'd dated Jan for a couple of months. And that fantasy hadn't left him in the years since. He wasn't sure how he was going to make it happen but he sure wasn't giving up on the idea.

"Anyway," Eliza continued, "Jan said it was important that I come over this morning. What's going on?"

"You know I got laid off from bio-DNA?" Rick said.

"Yeah, Jan told me. I'm so sorry. You worked so hard for them."

"Yeah, I did. And I'm planning on taking them down. I might need some legal advice."

"Jan already told me she had to haul you out of jail. I'm sorry I was out of town or I would have come down to lend my support."

"No problem. I just thought I'd give you a heads-up. But there is one other thing."

"Yeah? What's that?" She didn't look suspicious, exactly, but she did look cautious.

"I have a new job. I'm going to be a masseur in an exclusive women's fitness center. But I--"

"You need a license for that. Five hundred hours of training. Not that the training isn't mostly bullshit."

"Yeah, well that's not happening. I figure the State of Texas has more important things to do than worry about what happens in an exclusive, meaning rich women, women's gym. Unless there are complaints, of course."

"Your point?"

"I need some practice. I can't afford complaints."

"So massage Jan. I'm sure she wouldn't mind."

"Nope," Jan said. "Massage away."

Eliza was saying no but Rick was watching her. The slight increase in her pulse, the quick intake of breath when what he was asking penetrated her consciousness, and the pink flush on her face all signaled that she was interested.

"I will," Rick said. "But you've got more muscle than your sister and I'm going to be working in a gym so I'll be seeing some women with more of your body build. I need some experience working with both types."

"Oh, fine. I'm not going to complain about a free massage. When do you want to do it."

"How about now?" he asked.