EXTRACT FOR
Three's A Crowd
(Beth Kean)

"Oh my poor feet," groaned Helen as she reached for a tissue to wipe away her last tear as the end credits rolled on the TV screen, "They are so sore... I've been running around all day."

Ruth didn't hesitate, she reached out and drew the dainty feet towards her and started to massage, Helen's eyes widened at the touch but she soon relaxed, it felt so good.

"Oh Ruth, that's magical," she sighed, "You do that so well." Ruth grinned and increased the pressure slightly producing a soft moan from her friend as she closed her eyes and submitted to the pressure of Ruth's strong but gentle fingers.

"Oh sweetie... you can definitely do this again." 

Ruth chuckled, "I'm happy you like it, I love massaging." she lied, she had never given a massage before in her life but the look of ecstasy on Helen's face was so wonderful she never wanted to stop.

"Really?" answered Helen, "If you love it so much maybe you want to work on my back and shoulders after... I get so much stress at work, sometimes I feel like I've been wound up tight as a spring."

Ruth trembled, did she really mean it or was she just being nice?

"If you think it would help you, yes I would love to massage you there." she agreed.

Helen opened her eyes and smiled. "Oh wow yes, it's so long since I've had a good massage, where do you want me, here or on the bed?"

"Anywhere," Ruth stuttered, she was out of her depth. "I mean whichever is more comfortable for you."

Helen grinned, "The bed is probably best, there isn't much room on the sofa to stretch out... there's some baby oil in the bathroom cabinet if you want it... I'll get myself ready." and standing quickly she skipped through to the bedroom leaving Ruth in a daze.

Ruth found her friend face down on the bed waiting, she was naked from the waist up and there was a beautiful smile playing on her lips.

"You have no idea how much I'm looking forward to this," she sighed, "I feel like I'm tied in knots." 

Ruth perched beside her and dribbled oil onto her hands. Please stop shaking she begged silently willing her nerves to calm.

"Are you OK sweetie?" asked Helen as she felt the trembling fingers, "I hope I've not made you feel uncomfortable." 

Ruth pulled her hands away from the soft flesh and clenched her fingers tight, "I'm fine" she whispered not trusting her voice, "I just shake sometimes if I'm nervous."

"Oh sweetie, I don't want you to be nervous, you don't have to do it." Ruth pressed the palms of her hands tight on Helen's shoulders,

"Oh no, I want to, honestly." she cursed her own timidity, Josie would be laughing at her now, the thought strengthened her resolve and she ran her hands down Helen's spine feeling the bumps of bone beneath her fingers, Helen gasped softly and then sighed and relaxed.

"Oh Ruth, your fingers are amazing," she sighed as Ruth worked on the knotted muscles in her shoulders, "You should do this more often, you're a natural."

Ruth smiled, she was loving the feel of Helen's silky skin beneath her fingers, she felt as though she was exploring a wonderful new land, she traced her fingers from the slender neck slowly down the length of the spine and ended the journey gently tracing across the firm mound of Helen's buttocks, the gasp she heard was of pure pleasure, she repeated the movement and was delighted to hear the same gasp as her fingers completed their sensual journey, with a growing confidence she eased down the covering towel and dribbled oil across the perfect ovals and began to knead them softly, the groan that escaped Helen's lips shocked her and she stopped instantly.

"Oh sweetie please don't stop," groaned Helen again, "It feels so wonderful." Ruth smiled and softly laid her fingers on again and began to massage, she placed her hands flat at the base of Helen's spine, thumbs touching and slowly pushed down towards her thighs, her thumbs following the contours and almost disappearing between the firm cheeks, Helen's reaction startled her, she felt the beautiful ass rising to her touch, she repeated and her touch produced the same reaction with the addition of a soft moaning. 

"Is that good?" she whispered, Helen's eyes were closed and there was a smile on her lips.

"Oh my God Ruth, you have no idea how good that feels, I think your thumbs are going to make me explode soon."

"Oh Helen, I'm so happy you like it." she whispered and placed her hands again, this time she increased the thumb pressure pushing them down into the valley between the soft cheeks, slowly she descended pushing deeper as she went, they both gasped as she reached the tops of Helen's thighs and felt the difference of texture beneath her thumbs, it was warmer, softer, slippery. Ruth felt the flush of blood as it burned her face.

"Oh God Helen, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that, I got carried away." the look in Helen's eyes was dreamy. 

"Oh sweetie," she gasped, "Don't say sorry, I know it was an accident."

Helen's mind was spinning, the touch had been electric and sent shudders of pleasure racing through her body, she was confused, she knew it was wrong but she longed to feel the sensation again. It's the wine, she told herself in an effort to scapegoat her growing desire.

She turned her head and gazed into Ruth's eyes, "This is the most wonderful massage ever." her smile was genuine, "I hope you don't mind, but please keep doing it exactly the same way." Ruth's concern changed to a small grin.

"Exactly the same way?" she whispered nervously.

"Exactly," Helen smiled, "Your thumbs feel so wonderful."

Ruth swallowed hard, and dribbled a drop more oil into the valley between Helen's cheeks, and taking a deep breath, she laid on her hands and eased her thumbs into position. Starting from the base of the spine she stroked down, delving deeper with her thumbs as instructed, she felt puckered flesh and heard a small gasp, pausing for a second she increased the pressure, Helen gasped again. 

"Oh yes Ruth," Helen sighed, "Keep going sweetie."

Encouraged, Ruth pressed harder, and resumed her descent.

"Oh wow... yes." Helen groaned softly as Ruth detected the slipperiness again. "Keep massaging me there Ruth." 

"Really?" Ruth whispered, maintaining the pressure, "Does it feel good when I massage you here?"

"You have no idea how good it feels," Helen groaned, her buttocks rising against Ruth's thumbs, "Please tell me that you don't mind."

Ruth beamed. "Oh Helen, I don't mind at all, I'll keep massaging you until you want me to stop."

Helen rolled over and propped herself onto one elbow, a small grin playing on her lips. "So would you massage these for me too?" she glanced at her chest and smiled.

"Anything for you." Ruth whispered, and reached forward. 

Helen lay back and sighed deeply, blaming her arousal on the wine again, Ruth kneaded her breasts, and giggled as her figers passed over swollen and hard nipples.

"They suddenly got big."

"They do that when I'm excited," Helen whispered, "Don't you feel yours getting erect?"

"Only when it's very cold." Ruth admitted glancing down at herself.

"Don't they get hard when you play with yourself?" Helen asked as she ran her hand down between her legs.

"I don't ever play." Ruth admitted, her eyes downcast.

"Get the oil," Helen suggested, "Dribble some on your fingers."

Ruth nodded and tilted the bottle. "Now sweetie, will you massage me again?" whispered Helen.

Ruth nodded eagerly and began to reach forward.

"Not my boobs baby," Helen shook her head. "I want you to massage me here." she grinned and spread her legs. Ruth glanced up and confusion showed in her eyes.

"Let me guide you," Helen laughed softly, and taking the soft hand eased it down.

"Will you massage me here?" she sighed as she pressed soft fingers against her sodden hole.

A wide grin broke across Ruth's face, "Oh yes," she chuckled, "I was confused, I thought that's what you wanted, but I felt silly asking."

"Massage me baby," Helen groaned, and lifted her hips to meet the busy fingers. "God Ruth, Your making me cum." she moaned softly. Instantly the hesitant girl paused. "Don't stop," Helen begged, "It's a nice thing, I want you to make me cum."

A shy smile developed, and her gentle rubbing resumed. "I'm happy it feels nice," she sighed, "And I don't think we need any more oil."

Helen closed her eyes and gasped, "Don't stop baby," she urged, "Push down harder... just use two fingers to rub me, and push down hard."

Ruth felt a swollen nub of flesh beneath her fingers and pressed, "Oh Ruth that feels beautiful, now keep pressing hard and stroke down toward my bottom."

"Anything for you," Ruth sighed, her heart swelling with pride to be giving her friend such pleasure. Keeping a steady pressure she eased her fingers lower. Helen groaned and spread her legs wider.