Test Run Gone Wrong

Maddy May swings the door wide and pulls her wife's brother inside. She wants to learn how to give a decent massage so her wife can feel worshiped, and she trusts Seth to keep it quiet. He drops his keys and agrees. Once the gel hits her palms, she pulls a face — too sticky, too messy. He jokes they'll be scrubbing sheets all night if their clothes stay on. Off go her top, his shirt, everything else. The air cracks between them. For a second they both act casual, but she's already wet between the thighs just watching his dick twitch. She slicks oil across his shoulders, down his spine, and her nipples graze his skin with every pass. Soon her whole slick body slides across his. Heat builds. Excuses fall away. They quit pretending and fuck each other raw on the same table meant for a safer gift.