Work Wife

Receptionist Gia Derza slouches at her desk in the massage parlor, glued to her phone with that glassy, dead-inside stare. Custodian Seth Gamble struts in like he owns the place, leaning hard on her desk to shoot the shit. 'Whatcha doin'?' he asks with a grin. 'Oh, the usual: NOTHING,' Gia fires back. 'What's he up to?' she shoots at Seth. 'Saaaaame,' he groans, stretching it out. He just wrapped up mopping, so he's officially got jack shit left to do. 'You're my work wife—ain't it your job to keep me entertained?' he teases, all playful charm. 'They don't pay me enough for THAT,' she jabs, flashing a wicked grin. He chuckles low. 'Where is everybody anyway?' he asks. The masseuses? All tangled up with clients, Gia says. 'Lucky them—their gigs are way spicier than ours,' she adds with a sigh. 'Yeah... but at least we've got each other to kill the boredom, right?' Seth says, locking eyes. Her bored mask cracks into a real smile when she glances his way. 'That's true... if you weren't around, I'd LITERALLY die,' she quips. 'You DO know what 'literally' means, right?' he ribs her. 'Haha,' she snarks, slapping his arm with a playful smack. But seriously, save her from this soul-sucking boredom, she groans, rolling her eyes like a drama queen. 'Ok ok,' Seth laughs, lighting up. He's got an idea—why not prank Dawn when she wraps her massage? 'Again? Nah, it's too damn easy now,' Gia shoots down. Yeah, she's spot on, Seth agrees. Plus, topping the last stunt? Impossible, he laughs, remembering. 'Seriously, did you see her face?' Gia cracks up. They could hit the work fridge for snacks, Seth suggests. 'We already swiped all the good stuff yesterday,' she laughs. Oh yeah, he says—his memory's a total trainwreck. But hey, at least he's easy on the eyes, he smirks, flexing that cocky vibe. 'Pffffff,' she scoffs, rolling her eyes hard. 'You're breaking my HEART here!' he fake-whines. She arches a brow. 'As far as I know, you've gotta HAVE a heart for it to break—so you're golden, judging by how you ditched those last two girls,' Gia zings him. 'Oooooh, touché,' he concedes with an approving nod, impressed. Since the masseuses are slammed, why not sneak into the NURU room and mess with the gear? Gia nods—hell yeah. In the NURU room, they chuck a grimy towel at each other, cracking jokes like idiots. 'We need a shower,' one says, and boom—they actually strip down and hop in. Water cascades over them as they scrub up, inching closer, bodies brushing. The air thickens fast; Seth can't hold back, reaching out to stroke Gia's skin, tentative but hungry. 'Um... WHAT are you DOING?' she asks, grinning like she knows. 'There's a reason those other girls never had a shot,' he purrs, voice dripping seduction. She smiles wide, pulling him in for a deep kiss. Heat builds quick—hands roaming, breaths mixing steamy. 'Since the masseuses are still tied up, let's do the full NURU thing,' Gia whispers, eyes sparkling naughty. Seth's all in; they rinse off quick and step into the massage room. She slides her slick body over his, testing the waters—tentative at first. 'Ohhhh,' he moans, already hooked. 'No complaints?' she whispers, teasing. 'NOPE, you may continue,' he grins back. 'Oh, well THANK YOU for the green light,' she sasses sarcastically. She keeps gliding, skin on skin, all slippery and hot. But it ramps up fast—she straddles him, guiding his hard cock right into her tight pussy, sinking down with a gasp. Looks like these two just turned boredom into their personal playground—work'll never drag again!