Last-Minute Switch

Lucas Frost and Reena Sky are shooting the breeze at the spa's front desk, swapping notes on their packed days. Lucas groans about his upcoming nightmare client—this insatiable vixen who won't quit hitting on him. Reena, the proud lesbian, perks up and sighs, 'Damn, I wish I scored a steamy babe begging for more than just a rubdown.' He cracks up. 'Girl, there's only so much of this prime meat to share. Can't burn the candle at both ends or my girl's gonna leave me high and dry.' He winks. 'But hell, if I could swap you in for me, I'd do it faster than you can say 'switcheroo.'' Minutes later, Reena heads off, and in struts Judy Jolie, all sultry confidence and sex-kitten vibes. She eyes Lucas like he's dessert, dropping innuendos left and right—'Bet those strong hands of yours know exactly where to press'—while flashing flirty smirks and crowding his space. He keeps it pro, dodging her advances, but sheesh, the heat's cranked up. He escorts her to the massage room. 'Get comfy and undress, I'll give you privacy.' Judy smirks, 'Why bother?' and whips off her top, her perky bare tits bouncing free—no bra in sight. Lucas mutters he'll be back and bolts out the door. He sprints to Reena. 'Help! This chick's a total nympho. Take my slot? Pretty please?' Reena arches a brow, curious. 'She'll flip if it's not you.' Lucas grins wickedly. 'Trust me, she's smoking hot—you'll thank me.' Sold. Reena smirks and agrees to the sneaky switch. Back in the room, Judy's sprawled face-down on the table, waiting. 'Thought you bailed on me,' she purrs, clueless it's not Lucas. Reena pauses, drinking in that killer body—curves for days, ass like a peach begging to be bitten. Hot damn. She slides over, silent, and lays her hands on Judy's smooth back, kneading deep. 'Mmm, yeah,' Judy moans, low and throaty, tossing out teases like 'Deeper, make me melt.' Reena works her magic, oils slicking up those tense muscles, building the tension. Then Judy flips onto her back quick as a flash—too fast for Reena to pull away. Eyes pop wide. 'Whoa, you're not him!' She freaks, sitting up. Reena stays cool, hands up. 'Easy, he got called away on an emergency. Asked me to cover—figured you'd be cool with it.' Judy snaps, 'Hell no! I'm not into girls!' Reena leans in, voice smooth as silk. 'You don't gotta label it to enjoy a pro handling your spots. I was nailing it, right? So let's wrap this up proper—let me finish you off.' Judy bites her lip, hesitant, but nods. Reena dives in, tongue teasing her slick folds, lapping at that sweet pussy until Judy's gasping, hips bucking wild. Passion hits like a freight train—she's lost in it, grabbing Reena's tits, fingering her deep. They flip into a steamy 69, mouths devouring each other, moans echoing off the walls. Judy's all in now, a full-on convert to the girl-on-girl life. Lucas? He can breathe easy—no more chasing that firecracker.