When Olivia set the brush down, Lydia’s heart started to gallop in her chest. “Lydia, so nice to see you again! Sex Then, while he looked on in lust and disbelief, she dropped to her knees in front of him. Though she had never been attracted to another woman before, she found herself wanting to cup those twin globes in her hands, to feel their softness and possibly help them out of the straining bra cups that held them in check. Abruptly he pushed his chair back and stood up. Yes, I want that. It wasn’t just her. After at least five minutes of manipulating her ass, Olivia asked her to turn onto her back. Lydia admitted to herself that she could get used to this whole massage thing; it was certainly relaxing. After accepting another glass of champagne, John came to collect her and ushered her to room 23 once again. Freshly oiled hands descended and cupped her twin mounds, just resting there until Lydia wanted to squirm. “Hey, pretty lady,” he said, giving her a kiss. “Actually, I was hoping for something midway through the week, Wednesday or Thursday?
