Chapter 19

“How would you like to go to an adult massage parlor tonight?”

“I don’t know, what happens at a massage parlor?”

“We get our bodies rubbed, that’s what happens princess. Are you game to get your body rubbed, and lay and watch me get my body rubbed?” Lisa’s handsome husband leered.

“I’m game for anything, you know that. Where and when is the mutual rubbing take place?”

“Don’t know for sure until I make a couple of phone calls, then we can decide if we want to go or not. Give me a few minutes on the phone and then we’ll see,” Bill settled into the den and started calling.

In a few minutes he came out and told Lisa that they were waiting for a call to tell them where to go.

The phone rang about seven o’clock, Bill answered, talked a few minutes and then hung up.

“We have an eight thirty appointment in the city, with some girls and the owner for a private room massage, we get our choice of the girls. Shall we go or shall I call him back and say that we’re not interested?”

“Are you kidding, of course we’ll go. I like to get my body rubbed as much as anyone else does,” Lisa rushed from the room to get ready for her new adventure.

“Before we go in, is this the kind of place that ends up in a real swinging orgy?” Lisa asked her husband.

“I really don’t know, Princess, but we could get lucky!”

Lisa punched his chest with her small fist.

“You know what I mean, is this a fuck festival or a massage parlor?”

“I don’t know for sure, but I got the address from Angela, who said that they are very entertaining here.”

“Now, that’s very interesting! How would your secretary know something like that?” Lisa’s eyebrows rose.

“You’d be amazed at what Angela knows!” her husband leered at his beautiful blonde wife.

“It sounds like you’ve finally got into her panties, and she’s trying to keep you horny,” Lisa giggled at her husband.

“A gentleman never tells,” Bill said virtuously.

“You’d better tell me, if you’re getting into her panties, I want to know it. There shouldn’t be any secrets between us.”

“Well, if you must know, then I didn’t get into her panties, yet. But, she did give me a blow job a week ago Saturday, at the office,” her husband confessed.

Bill told her the story about Angela hiding under his desk while Sam and Sam’s secretary Marian came into his office, and how Angela had sucked his prick until he came, with Sam not the wiser.

“But Marian knows that Angela was under your desk?” Lisa asked.

“You bet she knows. She almost insisted that she get equal time in the future.”

“You’d better watch your ass with that baracuda, she’ll eat you up and spit out all the pieces if she gets mad at you. One thing I’ve learned at my office, is never to get on the wrong side of the Boss’s secretary,” Lisa grinned at her husband.

“I’ll watch my ass,” her husband replied.

“You won’t get into trouble fiddling with Angela, but be very careful with Marian!” Lisa smiled at her husband, “You can fuck anybody you want to fuck, just be careful and don’t get either of us into trouble. She’s like a sailing ship under full sail.”

“You know that I wouldn’t do anything to harm us, Lisa.”

When they arrived at the massage parlor, they were greeted by a mature grey haired lady who introduced herself as Miss Abigale, who asked them to follow her to their room. They were ushered through a door into a bar, small but comfortable, with stools and a copper clad highly polished bar top. The bartender was a small nude red headed lady. Miss Abigale told them to order whatever they liked from the bartender and left.

“My name’s Julie, and what would you like to drink first, and second, I’ll present our other choices,” the red head drawled with a southern accent.

Lisa and Bill ordered and were served, expertly and quickly, by the naked bartender. As the drinks were set on small coasters on the copper bat top, Julie leaned forward, her tits resting on the bar in front of Bill.

“Miss Abigale said that you were to have your pick of the girl’s here tonight. Would you like to see our menu of choices now, or would you rather wait a bit?”

“Now!”, said Lisa “Wait a bit!”, said Bill looking at her titties on the bar.

“O.K ... to both orders. I’ll let you look now and then pick later. How will that be?”

They both agreed that would be perfect. Julie touching a switch dimming the bar lights to a glimmer, another switch and the entire back bar split into two pieces and rolled open to viewing a one way glass mirror.

They were looking into a room occupied by several young ladies wearing short shorts and halter tops. The shorts were extremely tight and well cut to hug shapely rear ends. The halter tops just covered the nipples and under sides of their breasts. With the cut and the fit of the outfits, there was no doubt that each of the girls had an excellent figure.

“Now if you’ll just be patient, you’ll see more of our ladies, the time periods are either a half hour or one hour. In that time period you will see all of the ladies that work here. If you see someone that you particularly like, then let me know, and I’ll reserve her for you. If you have any questions, please ask.”

Julie went to the other end of the bar, leaving them to their conversation and choices. They started the game of ‘who do you like, dear’, both determined to please the other.

In a few minutes they had both picked one girl and were about to talk about another when several girls left the room and a new covy entered. They were both almost speechless by the beauty of one of the new arrivals.

The lady had long red curly hair all the way down her back, long enough to rest on the swelling of her most shapely ass.

Her firm breasts quivered when she walked in, quivering as she sat and lit a cigarette.

She was beautiful. She could have won any beauty contest hands down with blind judges. Her skin the flawless peaches and cream complexion that everyone talks about, but that’s never seen, set off by her large green luminescent eyes.

“That one?”, both said almost in unison.

Julie laughed and said, “I thought you might like Mary Lou, she’s a premium lady and most people can’t pay her price but I understand that you have your pick of any of the girls, so I’ll reserve Mary Lou for you now.”

“Look dear, why don’t we let Mary Lou pick the girl she would like to work with. That way, she’s happy and she’s bound to make us happy, too,” Lisa smiled at Bill.