Saving Their Marriage

Seth and Melissa barge into the massage parlor, looking like they've been fighting for days. Tension crackles between them like a live wire. They spill it all to their masseuse, Jennifer—rough patch in the marriage, kids, jobs, the usual crap. Hoping this couple's Nuru massage reignites the fire. Jennifer flashes a knowing grin, promises she'll work her magic, and ushers them to the shower. Clothes hit the floor. All three strip bare, steam filling the air as water cascades. Seth and Melissa fumble awkwardly, eyes avoiding each other, but Jennifer jumps in, urging soft touches—hands on skin, lather sliding everywhere. They start washing one another, soap slicking over tense muscles. A quick spark flashes; his fingers linger on her curves, she bites her lip. But yeah, still some clumsy hesitation. Jennifer nips that in the bud, gets them rinsed and out before they chicken out. Side by side on the mats, Jennifer pours on the Nuru gel, bodies gleaming like they've been oiled for sin. She kneads deep, coaxing confessions—Seth gripes about her endless nagging, Melissa fires back about his late nights. Apologies tumble out, raw and real. That spark? It's roaring now. Jennifer keeps the hands flowing, and suddenly Seth and Melissa lock lips, devouring each other right there, lost in the heat. They pull back, cheeks flushing red as reality hits. Embarrassed as hell. But Jennifer's all smooth support, offers to bounce so they can get freaky in private. Nah, they rope her in—grateful little thank-you, they say. What follows? A steamy threesome that blurs every line, bodies twisting in a slippery tangle of moans and thrusts, rediscovering that naughty edge together.