It was late when I came home that day; somewhere around 8 p.m. I heard Michael and another man talking in the other room when I closed the door behind me and took off my jacket. I kicked off my shoes and watched them flying into a corner. And I left them there, too tired to pick them up to put them where they belonged.
When I walked into the living room, I saw Michael and Pete sitting on the floor by the sofa playing cards. They looked up when they saw me come in, and I walked over to Michael to give him a quick kiss on his cheek. 'Hi,' I said, and even my voice sounded tired. Michael gave me this intense look of his that showed me how pale I must have been. 'Pete came by two hours ago to hang out, and he brought Chinese food for all of us. Are you hungry?' I shook my head before I ran my fingers through Michael's brown hair and smiled at Pete. 'I ate at work!' Then I turned around to walk out of the room. 'I'm beat! I'll jump into the shower.'
The hot shower relaxed my muscles and washed away half of the stress of the day. My mind started to wander and as my hands spread soap over my slick wet body, I thought of Michael and how I wished he came in right now to shave my legs and pussy for me. But he did not come and I had to admit that knowing of two men being just in the other room excited me tonight for some reason. Pete was one friend of Michael's who could turn me on. But before I could start imagining what could possibly happen, I shut off the water and stepped out of the shower.
I dried myself off while I tried to get these thoughts out of my head. After all, I had never had sex with two men at the same time, and I was not even sure I could do it if it came down to it. Not tired but lazy now, I put on a shirt and a pair of sweat shorts, and I walked back into the living room and sat down on the sofa to watch Nick and Pete play cards. After finishing the game, Nick walked behind the sofa until he stood right behind me. I could feel his hands moving my blond hair to one side before he started massaging my neck very gently.
'Tough day at work?' I heard him say softly while I closed my eyes to simply enjoy his hands on my back. 'Hmmm,' I sighed, relaxing quite a bit under his massaging fingers. 'Did you know that Pete gives incredible massages? He should be the one standing behind you here.' I opened my eyes after Michael's remark and looked at Pete who still sat next to the sofa on the floor. He was looking right at me with these incredible blue eyes, and I smiled at him lazily. 'Do you have a specialty?' I asked and wondered what made me become so outright inviting. Yes, I wanted to feel his hands on me, but I had never thought it would ever happen. But now, Pete moved closer towards me until he sat right in front of me and lifted my feet up onto his lap.
'I like to start with your feet,' he said, starting to rub around my ankle. 'Let me show you!' For a while, I watched Pete massaging my feet but then I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of four hands on my body. It was incredible, and I was sure I had never felt that relaxed before in my life. Pete's hands were gentle but firm, and he knew what he was doing. Slowly, his hands moved up over my ankles to my knees, and it took a while for me to notice that my feelings changed form being purely relaxed to becoming mildly excited.