Seducing My Sister's Friend

Carter Cruise walked in like trouble. She didn't recognize Aali Kali behind the counter. When she did, Aali smiled and they started talking about the years that had passed since they'd seen each other last. Then Carter asked the question outright—were you the one doing my massage? Aali checked the schedule. She nodded, and took Carter to the back. Aali told her to undress. When she turned to leave, Carter told her there was no need. Carter stripped and stretched out naked on the table. Aali rubbed oil into her hands and went to work on tense muscles. Carter was firm all over. She mentioned yoga and weight work, and Aali let the compliment land with just a smirk as she moved lower. Carter's breathing changed as Aali reached her thighs. She asked for more pressure, right there, and lifted her hips to meet the hands. Close enough, Carter purred. Aali hesitated, but Carter caught her wrist and pressed two fingers straight onto wet heat. Aali froze, but Carter rolled over, pulled her in again, and started kissing her neck. Aali pulled away once and said they were friends, that they shouldn't do this. Carter answered by biting her lip and pushing past that mouth. This time Aali didn't step back. She let herself sink into it. The next minute the table rattled beneath them, the girls tangled, Aali grinding into Carter's open thighs like she'd wanted her for years.