Chapter 6

The massage room was dimly lit, with soft, soothing music playing in the background and the faint scent of oil in the air. There were two masseuses, a woman called Zinhle for Sizwe and a man called Thulani for me. Zinhle was petite, with short natural hair and a professional smile, and Thulani was a tall man with very large arm muscles and strong hands.

They gestured for us to lie down, and we both slipped off our robes. It felt strange to be fully naked in front of these two clothed professionals, and I quickly lay face down on the table so they wouldn't see my breasts and pussy. The softness of the towel-covered table against my bare skin was unexpectedly relaxing, and I let out a quiet sigh as I rested my face in the cradle provided.

The massage began. Firm hands worked across my shoulders and down my back, kneading out knots and tension I didn't even know I had. I could hear Sizwe murmuring occasionally as his masseuse worked on a particularly tense muscle.

The strokes moved lower, and I felt my masseuse's hands slide over the curve of my ass, pressing into the muscles there before working their way down my thighs. His touch was firm but not invasive, each movement sending tiny ripples of relaxation, and something more, through me. He moved my legs apart slightly so that he could work on my inner thighs, and I found myself craving his touch a little higher.

I peeked over at Sizwe; his head turned slightly towards me. His masseuse was doing similar work on him, her hands expertly kneading his ass. He gave me a grin and a wink.