Prep My Ass

Gracie walked into the spa already tight in her shoulders and tighter still in her ass. Jade Nile met her with steady hands. She worked the shoulders first, then slid lower along the muscled legs, each stroke patient and sure. Gracie shifted, lifting her hips just enough to show what she needed next. Jade read the signal and answered it. She brushed past the usual boundaries, circling the rim Gracie offered. Gracie finally spoke: her husband wanted her ass, but her body refused to give. Jade said nothing. She coated her fingers with oil and pressed the first one past the ring, slow and constant until she felt Gracie open around her. The muscle fluttered, then eased. Jade added a second finger, curling to stretch the heat inside. Gracie breathed through it, her thighs relaxed, her voice low when she said she was ready for more. Jade reached for the smallest toy on the tray and coated it the same way. She slid it in with the same calm rhythm, holding it steady while Gracie learned to take it, the muscles gripping, then softening again. Gracie’s breath caught, her body learning what her husband wanted before the next, larger shape ever touched her.