My Wife's Masseuse

James figures his wife's buddy Brandy slings hot stones at the local massage joint, so he swings by after punching the clock for some serious unwind time. He chats up Maya quick, eyes the lineup of girls, and picks Brandy to work her magic on him today. Brandy's eyes pop when she clocks her friend's hubby walking in—talk about small world—but the real jaw-dropper hits mid-rubdown when James starts sweet-talking her into ditching the vanilla routine for something way steamier, his hands wandering with that cocky grin like he owns the joint.