The following is a true story told basically as it happened. The names and place details have been slightly changed or left out for obvious privacy reasons. The events happened a little over 10 months ago. I've been prompted to write about them only because of events that have happened since that time. They will be the subjects of a follow up story, but to put them in context this story needed to be told first. I don't claim to be a writer, and if you're looking for a story about a gangbang in the first page, then don't read any further.
The Massage. Allison sighed with relief as she signed in at the front desk and followed the spa attendant up the stairs toward the ladies change room. This massage was a long time in coming, and she felt like her body had never been so tense. Between the merger at work and breaking up with that idiot Brad, she was pretty sure her back and neck muscles would never be the same.
Mark slid from the bed and tried to crawl under. He lept to his feet and glanced at Sara as he made his way to her closet. He opened the door and silently slipped inside.