Paul and Tammy sat on the back porch of the beach house, sipping cool drinks and watching the waves roll in. Tammy, a tall, athletic woman with short blonde hair, turned to Paul with a wicked grin. "You sure this is going to work?" she asked.
Paul, a handsome man with dark hair and a goatee, laughed. "Of course it will. Andrea's been working too hard lately. She'll never suspect a thing."
Tammy raised an eyebrow. "You're not going to feel left out, are you?"
Paul shook his head. "Nah. I'll have my own fun later. Besides, I know how much you've been wanting to get your hands on Andrea."
Tammy grinned. "Oh, I have. I can't wait to see the look on her face when she realizes what's happening."
Paul stood up and mixed a strong drink for Andrea, making sure to get her good and drunk. He added a splash of something extra, just to be sure. "Here you go," he said, handing the drink to Tammy. "Make sure she finishes it."
Tammy took the drink and headed inside. A few minutes later, she returned with Andrea, a beautiful brunette with large breasts and a curvy figure. Andrea was already starting to feel the effects of the alcohol, and she stumbled slightly as they walked.
Tammy led Andrea to the massage table, which was set up in the living room. She had made sure everything was perfect for her "client." Soft music played in the background, and the room was dimly lit with candles.
"Here we are," Tammy said, helping Andrea onto the table. "Just lie down and relax. I'm going to give you the best massage of your life."
Andrea, still unaware of the plan, gratefully accepted the offer. She closed her eyes and let out a sigh as Tammy began massaging her shoulders. Tammy made sure to be extra gentle, knowing that Andrea was already relaxed from the alcohol.
As she worked on Andrea's shoulders, Tammy started to work on her tits, lightly caressing them through her shirt. Andrea moaned softly as Tammy touched her, not realizing what was happening.
Tammy took off Andrea's shirt, revealing her large tits. She began massaging them, making sure to pay extra attention to her nipples. Andrea's breathing became deeper and more ragged as Tammy touched her, but she still didn't suspect anything.
Tammy started to lick Andrea's pussy, making sure to be extra gentle at first. Andrea's hips bucked as Tammy's tongue touched her clit, and she moaned loudly. Tammy worked her pussy with her fingers and tongue, bringing Andrea to the brink of orgasm.
Just as Andrea was about to cum, Tammy stopped. She looked up at Andrea, who was panting and sweating. "Do you trust me?" Tammy asked.
Andrea nodded, unable to speak.
Tammy smiled. "Good. Because I'm about to make you feel even better."
She started to lick Andrea's pussy again, this time harder and faster. Andrea screamed as she came, her body shaking with pleasure.
Tammy stood up and smiled at Andrea. "Feeling better?"
Andrea nodded, still panting. "That was amazing. Who are you?"
Tammy grinned. "I'm your massage therapist. And I'm just getting started."
End of Chapter One.
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