Massage with Extras Ch. 04

Nicky had purposely taking her time getting into her gym stuff after two girls left the changing room and now she sat down to gather her thoughts. Had the girls really been doing what she thought they had been doing? She was sure from the guilty looks and the atmosphere that something had been going on, especially as the door had been locked. Had they really being "enjoying" each other? Nicky quivered at the thought. She knew such things went on and her boyfriend Joe had often teased her about this. He had tried to persuade her to try a threesome with him, as he liked a bit of "girl on girl action" as he called it.

Nicky shuddered again, this time at the thought of Joe. Her friends had no idea why she stayed with him as they were all aware of how he treated her. She was very rarely allowed out by herself and this trip to the gym in the daytime was one of her few times alone. The trouble was that Joe was fantastic in bed and he knew it. She had threatened to leave him many times but as soon as he started to stroke the back of her neck she melted into his arms, knowing that he would bring her to several orgasms before the night was out.

Perhaps there was something to be said after all for a threesome. Hadn't she felt a frisson of arousal when she first came into the changing room and saw the two girls in their towels? Hadn't she lingered over getting changed while she watched the girls dried themselves and get into their day clothes? She had no idea who Joe had in mind when he talked about a threesome -- she was certain that he was having relationships with other girls as well as her, and she dreaded to think who he would bring home if she agreed to his suggestion.

Nicky went out into the gym and could not see the girls there. There was of course no reason for them to be there as they had obviously finished their session but Nicky felt a little disappointed. She made a desultory attempt at a workout but her heart was not in it and she finished after only 20 minutes. She quickly got showered and toyed with the idea of playing with herself there in shower. However she was terrified she would be discovered and she hoped the buzz between her legs would soon subside without her having to do anything about it. She went up to the café for her usual cappuccino. To her delight the two girls in the changing room were sat there with empty coffee cups on the table. One of them looked up.

"Hi there. Sorry about locking the changing room door...the latch must have caught." Nicky knew this to be a lie but smiled readily and gracefully accepted the apology. The other girl invited her to join them which she happily did.

"I'm Angela by the way," said the girl who had first spoken. "and this is my friend Caroline." They exchanged nods.

"My name's Nicky." She replied, and after these stilted introductions she sat down, not quite sure what to say next. She caught a look passing between the two girls and then suddenly Caroline said,

"I hope you don't think we were doing anything silly in the changing room?" Nicky shook her head vigorously.

"No not at all...." Then Angela spoke.

"It's just that some people might get the wrong idea if they saw two girls naked together in a changing room." Nicky blushed deeply. It occurred to her that there should be nothing strange about two women naked in a changing room at the gym, but did not question this.

"And I'd hate you get the wrong idea." Angela continued, this time resting a hand in what appeared to be a reassuring way on Nicky's knee. A shock ran through her body at this intimate contact and she lowered her head to hide her blushes. The hand remained on her knee and to her own surprise she willed the contact to continue, enjoying the intimacy and thrill. The buzz between her legs had not gone away.

"I think you're making her a bit nervous!" Caroline muttered and Nicky glanced at her, grateful for her understanding.

"Nonsense!" declared Angela. She squeezed Nicky's knee. "You saw the way she looked at us in the changing room and I'm sure it is not a coincidence that she came up to the café to look for us." Nicky thought that Angela seemed to be reading an awful lot into the situation but plucked up her courage and gazed at Angela.

"Are you lesbians?" There -- she had said it. To her secret delight it was now Angela's turn to blush and Caroline coughed to stifle her laughter. Angela suddenly looked very angry and gripped Nicky's knee tightly.

"You cheeky little..." Nicky put her hands up to apologise but to her shame found she could only mutter a few words as her body had been taken over completely by the grip on her knee. Suddenly she was back at home with Joe. Suddenly it was his hand gripping her arms and shouting at her. She felt the familiar thrill go through her, the thrill of anticipation at what would happen next.

"Would you like that?" Angela whispered to Nicky. "Would you like us to be lesbians so we can have a bit of fun?" Her grip on Nicky's knee relaxed and to her horror she felt Angela's fingers inch slowly up the inside of her thigh. She was only wearing a short denim skirt and the feel of Angela's fingers on her bare flesh was tantalising. She could not reply to Angela; she knew her voice would be reduced to a croak and betray her true feelings.

"Leave her alone Angie." Caroline muttered to her friend. Nicky again warmed to the other girl, and felt gratitude at this intervention but part of her did not want Angela to stop. And Angela knew this.

"Don't worry Caroline; I think she's enjoying this!" Her fingers continued to travel up the inside of Nicky's legs until they ventured under the hem of her skirt. "You are aren't you? You're shaking!" Nicky looked up to meet Angela's smug expression. They were alone in the café and the waitress behind the counter seemed more interested in her newspaper than what was going on amongst her customers.

"Tell me to stop and I will..." Angela whispered and started to withdraw her hand. Nicky opened her mouth to speak but could only whisper breathlessly,

"Don't stop..." Angela beamed at her triumphantly.

"I knew it!" With that her hand slid back under Nicky's skirt and Angela quickly dragged her chair closer.

"What the bloody hell are you doing?" Caroline muttered, looking around the café.

"She knows..." Angela replied, holding Nicky's gaze. "She's gagging for it can't you tell?" As she said this Angela casually extended her middle finger and stroked the nail down the taut cotton material that covered Nicky's pussy. Nicky closed her eyes and tried not to cry out. It was as if this woman had touched a button in her, a secret button that no one knew about. To her embarrassment she immediately felt her pussy flood.

"Bloody hell!" Angela exclaimed "You are up for it aren't you?" she turned to look at Caroline. "Her pussy is sopping!" She muttered in a hoarse whisper. Nicky's mind was in turmoil. She was sat here in a café with a strange woman's finger caressing her pussy and she had no idea what she could do about it. Indeed she didn't think she wanted to do anything about it. She felt she could quite happily sit here, slumped in the chair, with this woman doing anything she wanted to her.

Then her eyes flew open as in one swift movement Angela tucked her finger under the material of her panties and slid it into her wet pussy. It was all she needed. She clamped her legs together and grunted, clutching the edge of the table for support as her orgasm powered through her. For a few brief seconds she neither knew nor cared where she was and gave herself up to the wonderful feelings that were coursing through her body. She gradually came down and felt almost sorry when Angela's finger slid from her pussy and the contact was suddenly broken.

She opened her eyes again and gazed at Angela. Once again Angela and Caroline exchanged glances and it was Caroline who spoke first.

"I think it would be rather nice if she joined us don't you?" Angela returned her gaze to Nicky.

"Oh yes...I think she's ready alright!" Nicky looked at her quizzically. "Our little group. Our little ladies' circle!"

"Don't worry we don't knit and bake cakes!" Caroline explained with a smile.

"What do you do?" Nicky asked nervously. She of course had no idea that this so called "ladies circle" had been nonexistent until Angela and Caroline, only a few minutes before, They had spent the last 20 minutes fantasising about what each of them would like to get up to

"Perhaps you would like to come to our next session?" Nicky worried how she would be able to get away from Joe but assuming the sessions were in the daytime she should be able to manage it. She nodded and Angela scribbled down a phone number and address on a piece of paper and handed it to Nicky who glanced at it before putting it in her handbag.

She stood up awkwardly and said her goodbyes. It seemed oddly formal after what had just happened but she walked unsteadily out of the café, her mind reeling at what had happened over the last 10 minutes.

"Do you reckon she'll get in touch?" Angela asked Caroline as her eyes followed Nicky's pert backside as it left the café.

"I reckon she will; after what you did to her I reckon she'll come back for more."