Special Talents

Melissa’s eyes widened as Lisi stepped into the room. They hadn’t seen each other since seventh grade, when Lisi packed up and vanished. The shock froze them both for a beat too long. Lisi’s cheeks burned because she wasn’t here for a regular massage—she was chasing the climax every other client raved about. Melissa never mixed business with old friends, but the air between them crackled. One look, one deep breath, and Melissa sank to her knees, parting Lisi’s thighs. The first slow lick rolled straight over Lisi’s clit and everything else fell away. Melissa’s tongue circled in tight, wet spirals, pressing just hard enough to make Lisi’s hips roll. Moans filled the quiet room. Lisi forgot the years and the awkwardness; all that mattered now was the steady throb building under her friend’s skilled mouth.