Massage While You Wait

Eliza Ibarra lounges at the spa, twiddling her thumbs while her friend gets rubbed down in a massage. She flips through the morning paper, trying to kill time, but damn, she dozes off quick. Daisy Stone struts in for her shift and spots this cutie snoozing on the couch. She gives Eliza's shoulder a playful tap. 'Hey, sleepyhead, you lost or something?' Eliza blinks awake, cheeks flushing. 'Sorry! Just waiting for my friend—she's in there getting massaged.' Daisy chuckles, waving it off. 'No sweat. Tell you what, I got no clients lined up. Fancy a freebie massage? Gotta keep my hands sharp.' Eliza's eyes light up—who turns down that? 'Hell yeah, I'd love one.' Daisy grins and leads her to the massage room, hips swaying like she's got secrets to spill. Eliza hops up on the table, and Daisy starts kneading those shoulders, feeling the knots. 'Whoa, you're wound up tighter than a cheap watch.' Eliza sighs. 'Blame school stress—it's a killer.' Daisy smirks. 'Alright, strip down and flip onto your stomach. I need to get in there proper.' Eliza hesitates. 'My clothes?' 'Duh, don't wanna slather oil all over 'em and ruin your vibe.' Fair enough—off comes the gear, and Eliza stretches out naked on the table, skin prickling in the warm air. Daisy's hands work magic, gliding over every curve, no spot skipped, from her back to those firm ass cheeks. Then, sneaky as sin, Daisy swirls her tongue around one toe. Eliza jerks up like she got zapped. 'What the—?' Daisy plays it cool, flashing a wink. 'Just coconut oil, babe. Tastes like vacation, right?' Eliza buys it, settling back. Daisy's fingers creep up the insides of her thighs now, teasing closer to the good stuff. Eliza squirms, heat building. 'Think it's time to roll over.' On her back she goes, legs parting just a bit. Daisy doesn't miss a beat—palms cup those perky tits, thumbs circling nipples till they're hard peaks. Eliza moans low. 'God, that feels amazing—don't stop.' Daisy's cocky grin widens as her hands slide south, fingers dipping into that slick pussy, stroking and circling the clit with expert flicks. Eliza's gone, lost in the fire, hips bucking like she can't get enough.