Brett Rossi walks up to the counter of the massage parlor and is greeted by Kenzie Taylor, an old friend who she hasn’t seen since school. Surprised to see each other, they greet each other warmly. They both seem eager to small talk except when the masseuse asks Brett how her husband is doing, she rushedly says he’s fine and then asks about how the parlor is faring these days. Kenzie clearly notices her changing the subject but chooses not to say anything. Eventually, the subject gets on to Brett’s back being sore. It’s so stiff that she needs a good…pounding. She was hoping maybe Kenzie could help her. ‘Of course!’ Kenzie exclaims.Kenzie leads her friend to the private massage room and instructs Brett to get undressed, explaining that she doesn’t want to get any oil on her clothes. Brett takes some time alone to undress and look around the room with curiosity before settling down on the bed. She places the towel over her, but she doesn’t do a great job of positioning it to cover everything and so some of her ass and pussy is peeking out at the bottom of the towel. Kenzie knocks gently on the door and Brett says softly to come in. Kenzie enters and starts preparing for the massage. When she rounds the table to stand behind Brett, her eyes go straight towards the towel not-quite-covering Brett’s private areas. Kenzie raises an eyebrow – could it be that Brett is trying to hint at something? But she shakes her head, no, of course she’s married so that can’t be it. ‘I’m just going to adjust this slightly,’ Kenzie says as she pulls the towel down to properly cover up her friend’s private areas, and then gets started on the massage.As the massage goes on, Brett is really loving it. Nobody touches her like this. Dreamily, she calls it positively orgasmic. Brett says how great it is to have a good, experienced woman handling her. She recounts to the masseuse how the last time she received a massage it was from a gorgeous woman. ‘Oh, is that so?’ Kenzie plays coy, flipping Brett over to massage her perfect tits. Kenzie sees how much Brett is enjoying it and decides to take the hint, moving her hand lower to caress Brett’s pussy. But to her surprise, Brett freaks out. ‘What are you doing?!’ she gasps and sits upright. Kenzie apologizes in a panic – she’s so sorry, she thought for sure Brett was coming on to her. ‘What?!’ Brett says. ‘How on earth did you get that idea?!’ Kenzie explains that it seemed she was dropping hints all over the place – the misplaced towel, all the talk about preferring the touch of a woman’s hands… both of them are mortified, it seems like Brett was talking about massages the whole time after all. ‘What about when I asked you about your husband?’ Kenzie eventually asks, ‘You seemed to want to change the subject pretty fast.’Brett sighs. Well at least that part was true – she and her husband have been going through a rough patch ever since he got a promotion, and he’s been so stressed out all the time. She can’t remember the last time they were intimate together. Kenzie suggests that maybe she DOES need the touch of an experienced woman in her life. Brett argues that she’s not a lesbian, but Kenzie remarks that just like with the massage, nobody knows a woman’s body better than an experienced woman like herself. And Brett wouldn’t believe the things that Kenzie can do with her mouth. She could make Brett feel things she’s never felt before. Brett isn’t sure, but as Kenzie begins to lick her pussy, her hesitation falls away, and soon, the two old friends are both feeling things that they’ve never felt before.