I awoke with a startle to Karen's soft gasp of surprise. She had just come upon me curled up belly-to-belly with Jay, half asleep, heads resting on each other's inner thighs. Karen. My oldest friend, my nursing school buddy, my unrequited lust object, seeing me with a stranger. Our eyes met in the semidark of the room, dawning realization in hers, love in mine.
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I groaned softly as I turned on my pad on the dock. My thigh was really aching. The warm sunlight was only slightly helping the pulled muscle from yesterday's hike. "I'm getting too old for this," I murmured to myself.
A soft voice appeared from nearby. "Do you want some help with that thigh?"
I gasped, sat up and looked around. Nobody was in the house, but then I saw the smiling swimmer about ten yards out on the lake. "You startled me!" Without thinking, I wrapped my towel around my body.
"I'm so sorry. I was just swimming by when I saw you trying to stretch."
I nodded, suddenly aware of the sweat beads between my breasts. "I didn't know anybody else was out here today."
"My family went off on a canoe trip but I didn't want to go."
"Yes, my husband and our friends are off hiking again."
I rolled on my belly to see her better, groaning softly again.
"That hamstring must really hurt you."
I nodded.
"Can I help? I'm pretty good at massage."
I looked skeptically at her. She looked to be about 17, from what I could see without my glasses. "Are you sure?"
She nodded, approached the far end of the dock. Seemingly without effort, she lifted herself almost entirely out of the water with one push. I realized she had been swimming nude. She was long and slender, small breasts, dark hair to her shoulder blades, light brown thatch over her mound. She moved with an almost unnatural grace. I blushed as she caught me looking.
"I hope you don't mind, we always swim nude here. I've been coming up here longer than I can remember, and I'm 24 now. Oh, and a massage therapy student," she added as she saw me grimace again.
Slowly I nodded. She approached slowly as I laid on my belly, trying to relax my leg. A few drops of lake water dropped from her hair onto me.
“I’m Jay, by the way.”
“Charlotte,” I half groaned as her hand made contact with my aching thigh for the first time.
She touched me gently for a few moments. "Do you have any lotion?"
"I have some massage oil up in the cabin. My friend Karen worked on my leg earlier."
"OK if we go up there? I think you're getting a little sunburned anyway." She gently tugged my tankini strap an inch to the side to demonstrate.
I winced a little as I turned to get up. She offered me a muscular arm and helped me up with ease, and helped me hobble the stairs up to the deck. I found myself staring at her nipples, and blushed when she caught me.
"My room is in the back," I indicated which with my chin. "The oil is on the night table."
She looked around the main room. "There isn't a good place to massage you here. The love seats are too short and the floor too hard. How about your bed?" She took my hand and led me back. Her strong arm helped me balance as she removed my tankini and shorts.
I laid out on the bed. I briefly considered covering up with the towel before deciding it would be impolite. Instead I laid on the towel.
Taking the oil, she carefully warmed some between her hands before starting on my feet. I groaned softly. She was better than “pretty good.” My entire spine and scalp lit up with her first strokes, and I started tingling between my thighs. Her hands next went to my right calf and thigh, then left calf before gingerly approaching the sore left thigh. She was very gentle here, hardly putting any pressure at first, but gradually increased until the knot unraveled and the pain reduced a lot.
As she worked, my mind dissolved in reverie and, yes, arousal. At some point Jay’s hands became my husband’s hands on me, then Karen’s. As Karen’s hands approached my bottom, I became aware of a distinct warming all over, and worried briefly if Jay could smell the faint scent of arousal I was exuding. She seemed not to notice, as she continued up my back and shoulders, and started working on my neck and scalp.