You flirt

"Don't worry about it." Keiko laughs. "Things like this happen all the time when I'm working with patients."

"To be fair I can't blame them, you're an absolute knockout. Having someone as beautiful as you placing her hands on a guy is going to get this reaction everytime." I say to her deciding to be bold instead of trying to hide my reaction that they've already both seen.

Keiko's face lights up with a genuine smile, her green eyes bright with amusement. Her fingers pause their work on your thigh, pressing in slightly as she leans forward just enough to make her cleavage more prominent.

"Well thank you," she says softly. "That's... very sweet of you to say."

Sara watches with interest, her arms crossed over her chest. You can see her smile growing wider as she watches the interaction.

"I mean," Keiko continues, her fingers resuming their work on your leg, "I'm used to men reacting to me, but it's rare they admit it so openly."

Her touch is light but confident, her hands sliding over the hard muscle of your inner thigh with practiced ease.

You know," Keiko says as she works her hands up and down your thigh, her fingers pressing into the tight muscle. "A hot tub would really help with this. The heat would loosen you up and the jets would help massage out the knots."

Sara chuckles, rocking back on her heels. "Sounds like a plan. You two should head back to Dan's place and get in that tub." She looks between you and Keiko with a knowing grin.

Keiko meets your eyes, her own carrying a spark of interest. "That would be nice," she says softly. "If it's not too much trouble..."

"Of course not," you answer quickly.

"Oh, but I don't have a suit," Keiko says.

As Sara helps me up she laughs and says, "I don't think that will be a problem."

We start walking back to my house.