The W.O.H.P., Part 7b: Barb vs. Laurie - Spa Treatment / Desert

By Gark

We had dinner reservations for 7:00 pm at the Easton Roundhouse, a circular, slowly revolving restaurant at the top of the Easton tower on the 32^nd floor with a beautiful view of Atlanta. We arrived a couple of minutes late and were seated immediately by the maitre de, who seemed to hover nearby throughout dinner. The Roundhouse was a three-star restaurant with a nationally regarded chef. We elected the Steak Diane for two, and the maitre de was clearly pleased to be able to perform his magic for us at tableside, cooking and flaming the dish while we watched in amazement. I’m sure he got a lot of action at a place like this… and maybe he was hoping for a threesome or something, but we had other plans for the evening.

The meal was delicious, as tender and tasty as any meal I could remember. The mushroom sauce was to die for and I savored it slowly. A glass of dry Riesling was the perfect accompaniment. Later, when the waiter asked about desert, I could see Laurie was undecided, so I spoke up. “I’ve made other plans… we’ll have our desert later.”

The waiter frowned, but Laurie followed my lead, as tonight was up to me. We returned to the room briefly to change into gym clothes, and then proceeded to the second floor exercise area. It was Saturday night, and the place was pretty much deserted. We were off to the side, well away from the few other patrons. I wanted to ‘walk off’ the meal, so we climbed aboard treadmills alongside each other and started to walk, slowly for the most part. We chatted freely, more so than ever before. No topic was out of bounds, and we got to know each other better than few persons ever managed.

Later, we decided on a sauna and light rubdown before returning to our room. We stripped naked and entered the women’s sauna. It was hot, without being steamy, the way it was meant to be. Thankfully, there was no water nearby to throw on the heated rocks and we were able to enjoy a soothing, dry heat. Laurie & I were alone for the time being, but we had no way of knowing how long that might last. Before long, I found myself holding hands with Laurie.

“You know… this is perfect,” I began. We both have husbands… they like for us to be together… they like for us to wrestle…”

“But maybe not the way we are this weekend,” replied Laurie softly. Then thinking on it some more, she continued. “You know though, maybe they wouldn’t mind so much… if they got to watch.”

“No way. I want you to myself. I’d be too inhibited in front of Bill or Ted. And I wouldn’t want to risk having them making us quit.”

“Yeah, you’re right, of course,” replied Laurie. “You know, it’s funny, but I don’t feel like I’m cheating on Ted or anything…”

“Um hmm, I know what you mean,” I replied. “I don’t feel like my marriage is threatened in any way. This is the perfect setup - two women spending ‘quality time’ together while our husbands are away on a fishing trip.”

“Yep, quality time is right,” she retorted, staring luridly upon my body.

I returned her gaze and for some time we just stared at each other quietly, sitting side by side, our bare thighs resting against the other. I could feel the sexual tension rising and decided it was time to move on. “Okay, time for rubdowns!” I began, before rising to my feet.

Laurie stood up and looked straight at me. Soon we were wrapped around each other in a standing embrace, our bodies pressed tightly together from head to toe. After a moment, we heard movement from outside, and quickly parted. The door opened suddenly, a couple of young twenty-something girls giggling as they jumped inside with a bucket of water. Clearly it was time for Laurie and I to leave. The girls seemed to be staring at us as we left and as I turned for a last look, saw them stripping off their swimsuits & giggling wildly. I could only imagine…

We wrapped towels around ourselves and stepped over to the rubdown area. The two studly males from the afternoon were gone and a couple of women were in their place. They were probably in their late twenties and seemed quite fit. Carol introduced herself first and then her partner Heather. They seemed pleasant enough, so we introduced ourselves as well.

Carol motioned for me to lie down on a massage table, and then said. “You can drop your towel fully if you wish. I can lock the door from prying eyes.”

I wasn’t sure what was going on, but at a glance from Laurie, I decided to play along. Heather motioned for Laurie to take the other table nearby. We dropped our towels and lie down naked on the massage tables while Heather locked the door.

“So, what’ll it be tonight?” asked Heather.

“Just a light rubdown… work out the kinks and all,” I replied.

“So what brings you guys to the Easton on a Saturday night? Husbands off somewhere I bet,” chuckled Carol as she began to knead my neck area. She had surprisingly strong hands, and it was a few moments before I could respond, the intense kneading momentarily disabling my senses.

“Um hmm. That feels great. Fishing…” I managed to say, “our husbands have gone fishing.”

“You’re really tensed up,” replied Carol surprisingly. “I thought I saw you guys in here earlier. I’m surprised you could be this tight after only a few hours.”

“Yeah, that was us,” replied Laurie. “We had quite a workout after the earlier rubdown.”

“I can tell,” chimed in Heather as she scrunched Laurie around the neck area. “You’re pretty tight yourself.”

“Tell me, what did you guys do to tie your muscles up in knots this way?” asked Carol. “It must be pretty intense!”

Now I was on the spot. I wasn’t sure what to tell a couple of women I’d never met before. But Laurie chimed in before I could respond, saying, “Wrestling… we get our exercise by wrestling each other.”

Maybe the truth was best, as neither Carol nor Heather said anything for a few minutes, both probably too shocked to speak. Soon they were working on our thighs and calves, sticking to our wishes for a light rubdown. As they finished up, Heather piped up, “Hey Carol… ever thought about wrestling?”

“Nope, at least not until now. Wanna give it a try?” replied Carol.

“Sure. I’m game,” Heather replied excitedly.

“Can you guys coach us maybe?” asked Carol.

“I’m afraid not,” I replied. “We have other plans for the evening. But we can give you a few guidelines before we leave.”

We spent a few minutes with them going over the fundamentals of basic wrestling, etc.

“So, what do you wear?” asked Heather.

“It depends on the type of match,” replied Laurie. “For basic wrestling, a one-piece swimsuit or leotard is best. Bikini’s work well, too. Or thongs, even.”

“You mean topless?” asked Carol.

“Um hmm,” I replied. “A lot more freedom that way.”

“I imagine so,” replied Heather tentatively, recognition starting to dawn on her face. “So, what other kinds of matches are there?”

“There’s catfighting, of course, where often you rip off each other’s clothes, pull hair, squeeze boobs, or whatever you’ve decided beforehand is acceptable.”

“Yeeooww,” gasped Carol. “Talk about intense. We should really try it sometime,” she told Heather. “Anything else??” she asked, almost afraid to hear the answer.

“Well, there is erotic wrestling… even sexfighting,” Laurie replied softly.

“Cripes. Is that what you guys were doing this afternoon?” asked Heather unabashedly.

“Hey, we aren’t gonna answer that one. You guys mind your own business now and enjoy your own match,” I scolded.

Heather & Carol frowned briefly, and then grinned. They handed us our towels before unlocking the door to let us out. As we left, I heard the door lock behind us. Clearly Heather and Carol were going to try some sort of wrestling. It might have been fun to stay and watch, but we had plans of our own.

We showered quickly, threw on our clothes and returned to our room. I went over to the sunken bathtub in the middle of the living room and started drawing a bath. The tub was one of the oversize, heart-shaped ones commonly found in honeymoon suites.

I motioned for Laurie to take over monitoring the water temperature of the bath while I made the preparations. I opened my duffel bag and pulled out a half-dozen scented candles. I positioned them strategically around the room where they’d be nearby, but wouldn’t get knocked over. I lit them with the barbeque lighter I’d brought, and then turned off all the lights in the room. Since it was dark outside, and we were so high up, the only lighting in the room was that provided by the candles. The effect was devastatingly sexy. The heart-shaped tub literally glowed in the soft candlelight.

The tub was nearly done filling, so I dropped all my clothes to the floor and tossed them aside. Laurie did the same and stepped into the tub. I pulled a couple of imported beers from the refrigerator and then joined her. The tub was hot, but not too hot. Laurie flipped on the jets, and we just basked a while, each of us in our own piece of the heart.

After 8 or 10 minutes, the jets shut themselves off, and we were free to talk, just soaking in the tub next to each other.

“I wonder what Heather and Carol are doing right about now?” asked Laurie. “I’d give a tidy sum to witness their first wrestling match.”

“Yeah, I know. It brings back memories, doesn’t it?” I replied.

“Um hmm. But hey, tonight is about us. What’s the plan?” she asked

“Glad you asked. I think I can keep your attention with some sex wrestling,” I teased, before downing the rest of my beer.

“Yeah, that would certainly work,” she smiled, swigging down the rest of her brew as well.

“Okay, tonight we’re doing the exact opposite from this afternoon,” I began. “We wrestle anywhere and everywhere, and I do mean ‘wrestle’. All types of sex holds are allowed, with the exception of pussy to pussy. The one who forces the other to orgasm first wins the round. It’ll be four out of seven falls.”

Laurie gasped visibly, then smiled wickedly. “Incredible! Hand-to-hand erotic combat in luxurious comfort!! And by candlelight, no less.”

“Um hmm. Only the best… By the way, we start as soon as we get out of the tub. No drying off, or whatever.”

I’d chosen seven falls, as I knew we’d both succumb much faster in this type of match versus the earlier pussyfight. Laurie gave me a wicked look, and then said, “Catch me if you can!” and jumped quickly out of the tub.

But I was ready for her, jumping out nearly simultaneously. I managed to trip her up briefly before she had gotten far. Then I chased her around the room, but there was little space for her to escape me for long. Finally, I tackled her from behind and we plopped to the floor. I was all over her sopping wet body and she was all over mine. We tumbled around, wrapped around each other. I managed to lock my thighs low against her right thigh in a sort of scissors. My pussy was protected, but hers was vulnerable. I pressed my body against hers and forced her most of the way onto her back. Her boobs pressed against mine as she tried to reverse the hold. I reached for her pussy with my right hand, but she deflected it with her left hand. I strained against her, but couldn’t break through to her pussy.

So, then I grabbed her left arm with my left arm, keeping it occupied so my right hand could go to work. Laurie’s right arm was trapped behind my back, flopping around futilely while I stroked upon her rock hard clit. Laurie struggled mightily, but there was nothing she could do. I soon had her convulsing in orgasm, crying out loudly in pleasure.

“I win the first round,” I told Laurie after releasing my grip over her. “I’ve got your number. It’ll be over before you know what hit you,” I teased.

“Yeah sure. Just keep telling yourself that and see how well you do,” she mocked. “I’ll have you down and squealing so fast that you’ll be dizzy.”

“I can hardly wait,” I mocked, quickly jumping up and running for it. “Catch me now,” I shrieked excitedly, liking nothing better than to be chased.

Laurie didn’t disappoint. She was up like a flash chasing me around the bed, and then over the bed, followed by us slipping into the water-filled tub briefly, before finally tackling me from behind onto the lush carpeting. I tried futilely to escape her clutches, but she was all over me. Soon I found myself on my back with Laurie sitting atop me, her sopping wet body straddling me at the waist. She was facing away from me, using her ankles/calves to hold my shoulders to the floor. Her butt rested firmly upon my boobs. My arms were of little use as she held me down steadfastly with her legs. Both of Laurie’s hands were free to do with me whatever she pleased. I was about to raise my legs in an attempt to ensnare her neck in a scissors lock, but her right hand found my pussy before I could act. Laurie steadied herself upon my left thigh with her left arm as my will to resist melted away. I felt helpless before her as Laurie firmly plied my clit, getting me off in very little time at all. I gasped and gushed as I came fast and hard, still reeling from the suddenness of it all.

Laurie noted the look in my eyes. “Just like I said… squealing and dizzy,” she teased as she rolled off of me.

“Harumph,” I mumbled softly, rising to my feet. “I’ll have you again soon enough. C’mon, I’m ready,” I told her, anxious to get at her again.

This time we kneeled upright in the warm, water-filled tub, facing each other, instead of chasing around the room. Our pussies were barely above the water line, and as we maneuvered around the tub, the water lapped against my moist, eager clit. My right hand went right for Laurie’s wet pussy just as hers went for mine. My left arm went around her waist, as hers did likewise. I hugged her body to mine tightly, but Laurie had another idea. She started nibbling lightly upon my earlobe with her teeth. We were so tightly wrapped together that I couldn’t retaliate in kind. Her breath was washing across my earlobe as she nibbled. Laurie had found my greatest weakness!! I know it seems silly, but my earlobes are very erogenous! And Laurie had me helpless… plying my clit with one hand, keeping my body pressed hard against her with the other hand and nibbling at my earlobe! I came suddenly and explosively!!

“Gotcha,” crowed Laurie, holding my body to hers firmly as I came. Then she released me, smiling while saying, “Two in a row, even!!”

“I’ll wipe that smirk off your face!” I cried as I lunged at her, knocking her backwards, partway out of the tub and onto the lush carpeting. Laurie was on her back on the carpeting with her feet still dangling in the water of the tub. I lay on top of her using a full body press to keep her in place. Occasionally, my feet dipped into the pool as we struggled.

I was determined to have her right there, so I inserted my thigh between her legs while I held her arms down to the carpeting. Her legs were silky smooth and recently shaven, as were mine - the leg-to-leg / thigh-to-thigh contact was electric! I could hear the thrashing and splashing of Laurie’s feet as she struggled futilely to escape. But I had her down firmly and she had little leverage with her body partway in the tub and partway out. I plied my thigh against her crotch steadily, and then more rapidly. I swear Laurie was foaming at the mouth by the time she screamed in orgasm. I’d really gotten her good! Perhaps this was her weakness, being held down helplessly with a thigh rubbing against her crotch.

We stepped away from the tub to start once more. “I believe we’re tied at two apiece,” I snickered.

“I’ll have my revenge. After all, I know your weakness,” she taunted.

“And I know yours,” I return taunted.

“We’ll see,” she said.

“Yes, we will,” I countered.

We lurched at each other, somehow foregoing any crotch holds for the moment. Our hot, wet bodies clashed together hands to hands and breasts to breasts in a test of strength. We were equally matched and neither of us made much headway. Eventually, Laurie twisted my wrists backward, assuming the upper position in the handclasp. Then she forced me to my knees. Laurie still stood. Her bare crotch was just inches in front of my face. I managed to free my hands from hers, and before she could react, I wrapped my arms around her at butt level. I clasped my hands together and squeezed her body towards my face. Laurie gasped at the contact and then tumbled over backwards. She landed with a thump to the floor and I jumped at her quickly. Laurie caught me in a waist scissors as I approached. I tried to get to my feet, but Laurie was ready for the move and twisted me over so I went down to the floor. I landed on my back with Laurie squeezing my waist from the side. Her boobs were facing towards me and we had a clear view of each other’s face.

“Maybe I’ll just keep you like this and take some of the fight out of you,” she teased, grabbing at one of my boobs and massaging it softly.

I just smiled at her and said nothing. It was really odd being squeezed at the waist and fondled on the breast at the same time - pleasure and pain! I retaliated the best way I knew how and grabbed one of her breasts, massaging it and playing ‘boink’ with her nipple. But she really was getting the better of me and soon I had to really force myself to continue working on her breast.

Laurie must have sensed my weakness. She released the scissors and lunged at my crotch. Her head was between my legs in an instant and her arms encircled my thighs so I couldn’t roll free. To make matters worse, Laurie kept her legs wrapped together so I couldn’t retaliate in kind. Her tongue went to work enthusiastically. It was only a matter of time now, and Laurie knew it. After a moment or two, I was writhing back and forth, Laurie having scored her third victory. So Laurie led our best of seven by three matches to two.

I had trouble just getting to my knees, fatigue setting in, so I didn’t stand fully. Laurie seemed to be in little better shape and accommodated me by getting to her knees, too. We waddled towards each other to start. As we clasped hands and exerted against each other, we stood up fully, more or less forcing/helping the other up. We staggered around the room momentarily, and then our boobs impacted hard together. I was momentarily stunned at the power of the contact, but I liked it. By the sly smile on her face, I could see that Laurie did, too. Soon we were smashing our boobs together harder and harder. It didn’t really hurt, at least not that much, but the intensity of it was a total turn-on.

As we fought this way, I managed to push Laurie surreptitiously towards the back of a plush chair. When she was positioned just so, I pushed her up & over the chair so that her head was resting downwards in the cushion and her butt was on the back of the chair with her legs dangling upwards behind it. I was between her legs in a flash and wrapped my arms around her thighs so she couldn’t twist free. I dove in and began to lick upon her clit feverishly. Laurie was mine and there was no escape for her. I think that was what she liked best… captured in a sex-lock with no hope of escape. I worked her over good, and it didn’t take long before the deep moans began, followed by wild screams. I hadn’t got her quite like that before, and I felt pretty good for doing it!

I released Laurie, and with an energy I thought already expended, she extended her legs over her head and backwards-somersaulted off the couch onto the floor. I just stood there spellbound watching her ass roll away from me.

Maybe it was just a show… trying to psych me out with a burst of energy. But it had worked and I staggered out from behind the chair to face her. I motioned to the floor, and said, “We’re tied at three apiece. Want to start the last round from a kneeling position?”

Laurie must have taken pity on me, or else she was just making a good show of it, smiling as she kneeled nearby, motioning with her finger for me to advance. I waddled slowly towards her, before she spoke. “I agreed to start in a kneeling position, so I say we should start in a bearhug.”

“Sounds good to me,” I replied, wondering if Laurie had some sort of plan.

Our breasts made contact and then we wrapped our arms around the other. Laurie’s face came near and soon we were French kissing feverishly, our tongues being the initial battleground. Then our arms started constricting around the other.

The pressure on my chest was ferocious… made all the more exciting by the Frenching. We lurched around back and forth, trying to force the other down, continuing our lip lock battle all the while. Finally our arms came free and we again assumed a test of strength from a kneeling position. Laurie’s boobs pressed ever harder against mine and I had to give ground or be knocked over. Finally she forced me backwards far enough that my feet dangled in the water of the tub. Soon, I fell over backwards into the tub with Laurie atop me. We thrashed and splashed for a few moments, both of us soaking wet.

Now standing, I tried to force Laurie backwards and onto her back on the nearby carpeting, as she tried the same thing on me. We compromised and landed on the carpeted floor on our sides. Soon our legs snaked between each other’s thighs and our arms wrapped around each other. I knew that the neither of us would let go of the hold and that the finale was now upon us.

Laurie’s thigh was on my crotch and mine was upon hers. Fortunately for me, this had proven to be her undoing earlier, so I felt pretty confident in maintaining the hold. I rubbed and pressed my thigh against her clit as she did the same to me. And then it happened!! Laurie latched onto my earlobe once again, biting lightly. I was using Laurie’s weakness against her at the same time she was using mine against me!! Could I outlast her??

I worked my thigh feverishly against her clit, but my resolve was weakening fast. I couldn’t hold out much longer, trying to focus solely on doing her clit to the maximum. Finally my efforts were rewarded by a resounding scream from Laurie’s lips. I came a few seconds later, but I’d somehow managed to win, but only by the narrowest of margins!

A moment later we were rocking slowly back and forth, soft moans emanating from our lips as we continued to knead the other’s crotch slowly with our thighs. Our lips found each other and we kissed lightly in between making moaning and cooing sounds.

We were both completely spent, and it was some time before we parted. I staggered over to the tub and refreshed it with some warm water. We staggered into the tub and I turned on the whirlpool jets. For a few minutes, we were lost in our individual thoughts. I’d never been so thoroughly slaked in my life and I’m sure the same was true for Laurie. We slid our bodies together side by side and held hands, saying nothing for a time, letting the jets of warm water wash over us, smiles firmly set upon our faces.

The End (of Chapter 7B)