A faint volley of screams could be heard over the traffic as another line of cars plummeted through the loop of the New York, New York Roller Coaster. Kim stared outside blankly; her thoughts were on something else. They were on someone close by.

  "Hmm? Oh, that's fine. I ... uh, I wanted to soak in the hot tub anyway." Kim pushed a small, red button that was by her hand and the bubbling jets of the large spa near the fire place purred into life. The warm water, which was steaming in the the cool, air-conditioned atmosphere of the hotel room, began to churn and bubble. "I'm going to put on a bathing suit. I'll be right back."

  Both of the other women watched her walk back into the bedroom; she turned around briefly as if to say something; but she just smiled and clapped her hands before disappearing through the doorway.

  "That's a huge table. Is it heavy?"

  The blonde turned at Nikki's query and laughed lightly.

  Nikki was a tall woman herself, but she couldn't help but feel intimidated under the masseuse's gaze. She couldn't begin to wonder what Kim might be feeling.

  The blonde shook her head.

  "Not for me; not really." She opened it up and set down the thick wooden legs before slapping it a few times to test it's sturdiness. She opened a small drawer in it's side and pulled out a couple of fine, white towels and a few bottles of scented oils and creams. She held out one of the towels and took a few deliberate steps towards Nikki with a raised eyebrow and warm smile; her cheekbones were high and gave her face a deep richness. "Please take off your robe and wrap this towel around your waist."

  Nikki watched as the Amazon gave her a quick glance up and down then looked back towards the table, wiping away a few patches of dust. Despite all this, Nikki felt strangely calm.

  No, not calm, she felt overwhelmingly comfortable.

  She gave a slight tug on the thin strap around her waist and opened her gown. The smooth fabric glided off of her shoulders and tumbled to the carpeted floor around her delicate feet. Her small breasts slowly moved up and down as she breathed; the light tips were soft and pink. Their eyes met again and Nikki couldn't help but smile. Lightly, she stepped over to the table.

  Nikki was used to being taller than most women she met; even though Las Vegas had an unordinarily large number of unusually tall women, almost all were still smaller than she. This woman, however, towered over her. Strong, tall, and proud, yet so overwhelmingly feminine.

  Nikki shuddered, then sighed as she closed her eyes. The blonde knelt down in front of her and sheathed her waist in the soft cotton. It draped down to her knees and pleasingly tickled the back of her thighs. She could smell the light scent of fabric softener. The woman before her stood back up and smiled as she spoke soothingly; her sensuous voice was breathy and drifted from her moistened lips.

  "Lie down on the table please."

  Nikki looked at the table. The top was level over six strong limbs that left it almost four feet off the floor; even with her long legs, she had a little trouble hopping on to it. But when she did, it didn't even wobble in the slightest. She was comfortable as she lay on her flat stomach, her arms by her sides. The Amazon began sifting through the numerous bottles, opening a few, and oiling her strong hands with their contents.

  "I'm back." Kim came trodding out of the bedroom in a dark, thong bikini. Her lightly freckled skin swelling firmly from the tight material. She stepped over to the the jacuzzi, testing the temperature at first with a toe, then fully submersing herself into the water. "Ooo, the tub is nice and warm." Her large breasts, not possessing the same rigidness as the masseuse's, bobbed merrily to the surface of the spa. Kim looked at her friend and shrugged with a smile. "Don't let me being here stop you guys, I'll just watch."

  Nikki felt a few drops of thick liquid pour on to the small of her back. Long fingers spread it up to her shoulders and halfway down her thin arms. Though Nikki's skin was pale despite the Nevada sun, it glistened under the living room's halogen lighting. The shining quality spread to her legs as the blonde ran her hands up and down the length of her body. When she was sufficiently moist, the blonde began to work on Nikki's shoulders, rubbing with soothing intensity and loving care. She used her whole hand as she glided it up and down the spine.

  Nikki cooed with pleasure. Her head rising slightly as the master pushed the tension away with potent strokes.

  "You're ... unbelievable!"

  "Thank you," the masseuse nodded appreciatively, "I had an excellent teacher." She squeezed Nikki's sides while pressing her thumbs into her lower back. The light strain that had been nagging her there for the past few hours was beginning to melt away.

  After she was done there, she glided her nimble hands towards Nikki's legs where she rubbed each one with the same attention that she had donated to her upper body.

  "So," the blonde looked up at Kim while working around Nikki's ankles, "how did a couple of lovely women such as yourselves snag this wonderful room? I thought they kept it just for annoying suits that the brass wants to impress."

  Kim, who had been staring at the Amazon from her spot in the spa, just blinked. Nikki answered.

  "Actually I'm attached to ... one of the brass. The bastard gives me one of these suites ... hmm ... when we're having an argument in apology."

  "Oh?"

  "It's not all bad I guess," Nikki sighed, "I mean, I get all ... the free perks."

  The masseuse picked up one of Nikki's legs and began to message the calf and shin; she paid close attention to it, gently rubbing the bone and squeezing the muscle firmly. When she was done, she set the leg down a little farther apart from it's partner than it was before. Nikki didn't notice as she continued.

  "Eventually he calls up and gives me a lame excuse and we decide to make up."

  "You don't sound all that satisfied." She began to work along the back of Nikki's thighs, something that brought a pleasant, tingling sensation to Nikki's toes who began to lightly rub her soft cheek against the cool wood of the table.

  "Mmm, I ... I guess not. Could you ... ooo ... could you rub a little ... higher, please?"

  Without another word, she began to slide her fingers underneath the loose, white towel, slowly caressing the smooth curves of Nikki's posterior. The masseuse looked at Kim as she did and slowly smiled.

  Kim's trembling sent ripples back and forth in the heated water. Nikki began to spread her legs a little wider on her own, the scented oil mingling with her own juices as she was rubbed slowly, methodically. Her eyes fluttered for a moment, and then closed as she took in a quick breath and continued to speak.

  "I mean, what kind of husband ... would rather send me away and ... ah ... not worry about our problems until it's ... convenient for him ... um ... to take care of it?" Nikki wet her lips before biting down softly on her lower one.

  "Men," the masseuse spoke as she kept staring at Kim, who was now leaning forward against the side of the spa, "they just don't understand that what we women crave is constant attention, constant ... stimulation."

  She slid her fingers deeper into Nikki, giving careful focus to the swelling clitoris and playing gingerly with the twitching folds with long thumbs. The polished tips of the blonde's nails tickled her inner being and sent waves of electricity down to her feet. Nikki responded by gently raising her hips off of the table and slowly began to grind them in soft rhythm.

  The masseuse raised an eyebrow.

  "We require a loving and affection that's difficult to master."

  Her very stare was stimulating to Kim, who was feeling a strong shadow of the rhapsody Nikki was experiencing. The masseuse smiled at her and shrugged lightly as she continued to labor.

  "A carnal pleasure that only we can perfect."

  Nikki could sense Kim's eyes upon them; she turned her head and looked at her friend. Steam surrounded her and was collecting in heavy beads that dripped down her moist body. Her nipples were hard and bulged heavily from her black bikini top.

  Kim just stood there breathing. Beneath the water, her hand had strewn down to her own crotch and was exploring every crevice with curious vigor.

  Nikki smiled.

  The blonde took a few purposeful steps around the table and knelt down in front of her at it's head. Nikki turned to meet her gaze. They peered at each other for a moment, then briefly kissed. Nikki felt the delicate tip of the masseuse's tongue run along the soft flesh of her upper lip before they separated.

  Again, they both looked at Kim.

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