A massage gets a pair of twins in deep trouble…

“Hey dear, I’m OOHHHH!”

Dar (her name is really Darlene, but we’ve called her Dar for as long as I could remember) shrieked and averted her gaze. I wasn’t sure what had surprised her more, my holding a very big, very chrome .45 in both hands, or the fact that I was standing in the hallway dripping wet, stark naked and quite fully erect. I’d been pleasuring myself in the shower when my alarm chirped, warning me of an intruder. I hadn’t had the chance to tell Dar about the recent alarm. I was going to have to fill her in so she didn’t get shot in the middle of the night.

“Hey sis! What are you doing here?”

She still had her face and blonde hair buried in her hands. “Uh, do you have any wine? I REALLY need some right now. Oh, and put that weapon away before you shoot someone’s eye out!” She smirked and giggled. “Gosh Jason, I didn’t know you were so well, uh, armed.”

“Yeah, the neighborhood has been going straight to hell, and I thought…”

She cut me off. “Really? you think I’m talking about your gun? Ok, so that’s impressively large too.” She winked exaggeratedly and turned towards the kitchen. “Holster your weapon and find me the biggest damn wine glass you own.”

I quickly put the gun away and stuffed my softening member into a pair of running shorts, throwing on a t-shirt before returning to the kitchen. Dar had found my Octoberfest mugs and was pouring half a bottle of wine into it.

“Damn girl, you’d better slow down if you’re planning on driving home tonight.”

“I was really hoping I could stay with you tonight. I kinda had a bad day.”

“Luckily for you, my date canceled so you’re welcome to stay.”

“Well that explains your activity in the shower. Would I be welcome to stay otherwise?” She tilted her head at me, baiting me.

“Of course! You’d just need to be Mary’s and my servant, bringing us food and drink while we make love though out the night.”

“Ewwww! I don’t want to even think of hearing some woman moan and squirm underneath you! Yuck!”

“Mary’s pretty opened minded. You might learn something. Damn, she’s LIMBER too,” I said, my voice trailing off as I stared off into the middle distance, lost in lusty thoughts.

“Oh my God, Jason, you’re…UGH.” She took a huge swig of the wine. “But honestly, that might not be a bad thing. It’s kinda why I’m here. Doug broke up with me tonight.”

Dar had been married forever and her husband left her for a secretary half her age. It had been devastating and it had taken her a while to get back to dating.

“Oh, so sorry to hear that my dear! So what happened?”

“Part of it is, I really liked him, so it was a bit of a surprise. But we’d started having sex, and…”

Dar tried to fight back the tears welling in her eyes. Her voice broke and she sobbed, “And the asshole had the audacity to tell me I was FRIGID, because he couldn’t – couldn’t…”

“Couldn’t what my dear?” I was pretty sure I knew where this was headed.

“He never made me cum. There, I said it.” She sobbed and leaned into my shoulder.

“Ok, this is really getting weird. Maybe I should just talk to my girlfriends about this.”

“Do any of them have a penis?”

“Uh NO, I said girlfriends, silly.”

“Ok, so you can talk to them for comfort, etc. But if you want answers, you need to talk to a guy. No guy in the world knows more about you than I do my dear.” I kissed the top of her head.

“Well, yes and no. You know an awful lot about me, but our sexuality is not something we’ve ever discussed before. I’ve tried really hard to keep that part of me private.”

“Oh babe, nothing between us is private! I’ve heard you have sex lots of times, seen you naked hundreds of times. I may have watched you have sex once or twice as well.”

“OOHHHH! you BASTARD! Tell me you’re lying!” She shrieked and pulled a pillow tightly over her eyes.

“Uh NOOOOO! Do you remember the time at the lake that you and Marty…” I let her fill in the blanks.

“But, but you were sleeping!”

“No, I said I was tired. I never said I went to sleep. The 2nd floor bathroom window looked out directly over the pool. I had a really good view of Marty’s scrawny butt bouncing up and down on you. BTW, looked like it was a great 2 or 3 minutes!”

Dar blushed a rather impressive shade of crimson. “God, I’m sorry you had to witness that whole thing. He was awful. And hung like a flea to boot.” She laughed with the absurdity of the whole conversation.

“But seriously, you’ve had plenty of orgasms, right? So if a guy can’t get you there, I doubt if it is your fault. And you don’t have any trouble yourself, right?”

“Ewww, are you asking me if I masturbate?”

“Duh! Everybody does it my dear.”

“I haven’t done that in years. Probably since college,” Dar sighed. Back then I was full of hormones and horny 24/7. My stupid husband pretty much fixed that, and I just turned that whole part of me off for 2 decades. I WANT to enjoy sex again, but jeez a girl needs more than 2 minutes to get get there, ya know?”

We both laughed, sipped our wine and just mellowed for awhile.

“What I really need is a nice, long massage. Your last girlfriend said how good you were at that. That’s really what I could use. All the intimacy with out all the hokey-pokey.”

I about spit my wine out. “Hokey Pokey? Did you just say that?”

“Yeah, I’m feeling the wine I guess. But I don’t care who you are, that’s funny, right?”

I gave her a big hug. “I love you, you silly girl. Yes it was funny. Tell you what, why don’t you take a shower and I’ll give you that long relaxing massage. The massage room is the last door on the right.”

“Oh God, how many women have you seduced in that room? Not sure I’m going to be able to get those images out of my head!”

“Oh please, it hasn’t been more than a few hundred. I’m sure all the ghosts and goblins have left the building by now.”

Dar winced, but finally agreed. “Ok, but nothing funny, ok? Promise me you won’t forget who’s on the table.”

“Uh YEAH, I promise. Jeez, I’m not a total whore-dog. Ok, maybe I am a LITTLE bit, but I’ll be sure to stay un-armed this time.” I winked at her, and now it was her turn to about spit out her wine.

She showered and yelled when she was done. I jumped back in and thought about finishing my previous shower’s activities, but Dar was already yelling to hurry up as she was getting cold.

I threw my shorts back on and entered the room. “Jeez girl, you didn’t turn the room heater or the table heater on. No wonder you’re cold! Here, let me fix that.”

I flipped a few switches, turned on the mood lighting and heated the coconut oil in the microwave beneath the table.

“Gawd, you’ve thought of everything, haven’t you? No wonder the women put out in here.”

“I try to make them comfortable, yes. What they choose to do is up to them. I’d never push myself on someone. You know, unless they ask for some pushing!”

Dar made wretching sounds through the head support of the table. “Ugh, I don’t want to think about that anymore. Get to it, my dear brother!”

She’d pulled the sheet all the way up to the base of her neck, so I gently pulled it down until the edge of the sheet slid to the top of her butt. I grabbed the bottle of warm oil and poured some into my hand. I gently dribbled it up and down her spine, from the small of her back to her shoulders.

“Oh God, that feels wonderful,” Dar mumbled.

My hands slowly worked the oil into her dry skin, easing the liquid down her sides all the way to where her skin met the table. Once she was adequately covered I pushed harder, working her tight muscles along her spine and between her shoulder blades.

“So how does this work? You put them to sleep and then have your way with them once they’re unconscious? God this feels amazing, but sex is the furthest thing from my mind right now.”

I laughed. “This is what I call the ‘Wind Down Massage’. It is supposed to put you to sleep. The ‘Wind Up’ one however – well let’s just say that’s a different story.” I let my words trail off.

“Ok, well none of that today!” She laughed and put her head back down into the horseshoe pad. “So what’s next?”

“Normally I’d do your butt, but I wasn’t sure you’d like that from me.”

“No, it’s ok silly. Just behave!” She grabbed the sheet and dragged it down towards her feet, uncovering a quite shapely ass.

“Dang gurl, I didn’t realize you had such a nice butt! I bet your boyfriends love playing with it.”

“They’re all way too interested in rushing to get to ‘The Promised Land’ usually. I think that’s kind of a waste!” With that she wiggled her butt on the table for effect.

I laughed, but I couldn’t ignore the erection that was slowly rising in my shorts. Sister or no sister my weenie loved the view.

Pouring more oil into my hands, I gently worked her glutes with my fingers, looking for trigger points. I found a few and worked on them until they released their tension. One in particular gave me trouble, and I stretched my fingers down the crease between her butt and thigh.

“Uh, hello! That’s a little close dude.”

“Oh get real dear! I’m just using this grip to get to that trigger point.” I squeezed hard, digging my thumb into the knot. Doing so however made my fingers pull against her outer labia, slowly pulling her sex open and shut. The oil I’d been working around had coated her so her lips glistened when they yawned open. I could clearly see her inner lips and clit. I blinked and looked away.

“Uuuuuhhhh,” she gasped. “Ok that is definitely the spot. Resume!” She spread her legs on the table a bit more giving me an even better view.

Dar moaned on the table as I continued to work her butt and thighs.