Reed Is Glad That Sue Seems Happier

Sue Storm smiled more. She seemed to almost float at times, her body more relaxed. Laughter came more easily. Reed Richards noted and improved. He had been pleased when Sue had begun therapy. The regular massage parlor visits were something he hadn't expected, yet he couldn't argue with the results.

Being her husband, Reed thought that he knew his wife better than almost anyone. He had seen her struggle with the stresses of her myriad roles—wife, mother, superheroine—and he knew, as Johnny and Ben also did, that she was the linchpin that held the team and the family together. So to see her deal with that stress positively was a relief for him. Certainly, there was a bit of expense involved with that particular massage parlor, but Reed had enough passive income from his patents that it wouldn't even make an appreciable dent in their lifestyle.

"Good morning, darling," Reed greeted her at the breakfast table, stretching his neck across. She turned her head, having just put her makeup on, and he kissed her neck. "What's on the agenda today?"

"I'm taking the children to tour one of Tony Stark's factories this morning," she said. "And after lunch I have an appointment with Nairobi at the massage parlor. At 3 o'clock, I have an appointment with Dr. Stone, unless anything comes up."

"Nothing on the interplanetary scanners," Reed said. "How are you getting along with your masseuse?"

"Oh, Nairobi is wonderful. She really makes me feel good," Sue said with a hint of a blush. "It's practically orgasmic."

Reed chuckled.

"Almost sounds like I should be jealous. But I'm glad she's helping you, darling. You deserve it."

"Thank you, Reed," Sue said with an almost sad smile. "That means a lot to me. Ever since I've started seeing Dr. Stone and getting these regular massages—I feel like I've uncovered a whole side of life I've been missing. Anyway, what are you doing today?"

Mister Fantastic sighed. "Hank Pym sent me a message in the middle of the night about using an anti-tachyon beam to scan for Skrulls in the past. I think he's off his meds again. You know how he gets."

Sue reached out and gave his hand a squeeze.

"I'm sure you'll figure it out," she said.

"So he has no idea?" Nairobi said, as her well-oiled fingers squelched inside of Sue Storm's cunny.

"N-no," the Invisible Woman shuddered in the young Black woman's gasp. "He trusts me implicitly...oooh..."

Sue was on her back on the table, legs spread wide as Nairobi carefully massaged her g-spot with the pads of her fingers. The tight walls of her client squeezed on her, and the young Black woman smiled as her free hand groped the Invisible Woman's breast.

"Well, there's no reason for him to get upset, is there?" Nairobi said. "Just a little extra service. Nothing unusual about that. You know women used to pay doctors for this exact same kind of manual manipulation?"

The Invisible Woman's body arched a little.

"Yes," Sue agreed when she had collapsed back onto the table. "It's not like...not like I'm cheating...really..."