Getting A Threesome After All

Mina's counting the minutes till her last massage of the day. Once she's done rubbing oil on some stranger's back, she's off to meet that hot couple from the app for a no-strings threesome. She can already feel how wet she's getting just thinking about it. Her phone buzzes. The couple bailed. Mina stares at the screen and mutters, "Fuck. I'm soaked and now I've got nothing." Two women walk in—Cindy and Grace, a smoking couple who booked a joint massage. Mina's brain flips from ruined to opportunity in two seconds flat. She starts slow, oiling their shoulders, but her hands drift lower, tracing the curve of tits that barely fit the sheets. Cindy moans first. Grace follows. Mina's fingers slide between slick folds, working them open while her own nipples brush against warm skin. They don't need much convincing. Clothes hit the floor, mouths trade places, and Mina finally gets the threesome she was promised—just not the one she planned.