She turned every little while so she'd tan evenly. She thought of her upcoming massage, could almost feel Thomas' big strong fingers on her flesh, relaxing her totally. She realized her cunt was throbbing, realized it hadn't stopped throbbing since she'd entered the bathroom with her naked son. Her muscles pumped and tingling, her skin sleek with a sheen of sweat, her pussy pounding like a heart, she felt more and more sensuous as she posed under the ultraviolet light, tanning her smooth skin.

What would Thomas' reaction be if she let him remove her bikini today? It was her choice – to get her massage while wearing her bikini, or to be naked. She'd been getting massages from Thomas for over a year, but always with her bikini on. Thomas never failed to ask her before each massage, though, whether she preferred wearing the bikini or removing it.

The buzzer went off in the ultraviolet booth, signaling Alice that she'd had enough. As she sat up and slid off the tanning table, she felt a tightening in her cunt and a twinge of anxiety in her stomach. After she put her bikini back on, she left the tanning room, heading down the hall to the massage room in a partial daze.

Thomas stood behind his massage table like an alert sentinel. The moment Alice walked into the room, he quickly slid around the table and shut the door behind her, locking it as he always did. He turned down the lights to a cozy glow. The sheet on the massage table took on a slightly yellowish cast.

"Warm oil?" he asked.

"Yes," Alice said. "As warm as you can get it."

"It's heated and ready," he said. "And you prefer wearing your bikini?"

Alice paused for a moment. "No," she said. "No, I think I'd be more comfortable with it off today. I'd like to try it that way once."

The boy didn't respond for a few seconds, just looked at her as if he couldn't understand what she'd just said, as if she'd spoke in a foreign language. "Off?" he said, almost with a frown.