'Huh? Oh yeah, honey. Yeah, I'm still here.'
There was another pause, even longer than the first.
'Marni, I'll tell you… we've got a bunch of friends at the house for a week. I'd really like [missing text].'
'Beth,' Marni said, adding a note of despair to her voice. 'This is really sad… I mean, really. I've got to get out of here. I swear, if all of this keeps up one of us will probably kill the other one.'
She arrived by cab, bag in hand, that afternoon. Tim met her at the door. She didn't know her brother-in- law very well but when he pulled her into his arms and then guided her upstairs to a room all her own, he was the most welcome sight she had ever seen.
'Listen, kid, don't worry about a thing. We were able to put our friends up next door at Grace and Tom's place. You don't know them but they're a great couple.'
'Thanks, Tim,' Marni said. 'Thanks, more than you'll ever know.'
'Pretty rough, huh?' he said, his blue eyes twinkling as they gazed directly into hers.
'Yeah,' Marni nodded. 'The roughest.'
'Well, don't worry about a thing. Everything's cool around here and you've got the run of the house. Hey, you really look beat.'
'I am.'
'Why don't you grab a bath and some sleep this afternoon.'
'I could use it,' Marni replied.
'Better yet… did I tell you about my walk-in sauna in our bedroom?'
'You'll love it,' he said, grabbing her hand. 'C'mon, I'll show you.'
He took her down the hall and into the bedroom. In the bath he opened a side door and there it was, complete with benches along the side and a massage table in the center. It was steamy and warm. She could almost feel its heat surging through her body when she saw the room through the tiny glass in the door.
'Isn't it a beauty? I had it modeled after the one at my club. It's almost as big and the same in every detail.'
'I'll love it,' Marni said. 'I can almost feel it already.'
'Tim… TIM?'
It was Beth from downstairs.
'I'll be right down, honey,' he called, and turned back to Marni. 'You help yourself, kid. Towels are here… turn the heat on here, and you can sleep like a baby.'
'Wonderful.'
'I'll wake you up for dinner.'
'Tim, you're a doll,' Marni said, raising up to her toes and kissing him on the cheek.
'You'd be surprised how much of a doll I can be,' he said, smiling and giving her ass a playful pat. 'Oh… by the way.' He stopped at the doorway and turned back to her. 'We're supposed to go next door for a little party tonight. Since you're here anyway there's no sense calling a babysitter. You don't mind, do you?'
'Of course not,' Marni replied.
'Coming,' he replied to Beth. 'See you later,' When he was gone Marni undressed quickly and wrapped herself in towels. She adjusted the heat in the sauna, entered, and crawled up onto the table. As she stretched out and felt the steamy heat seep through her body she thought how lucky Beth was to have a husband like Tim.
The warm solitude soon took its toll and she drifted off to sleep.
Soon came the dream.
Marni sat at a desk in a starched white uniform.
She was running the sauna at the country club.
Tim had gotten her the job. Now she had independence from not only her parents but Homer as well.
The tiny bell on the door chimed. Marni looked up as it opened to see Tim.
'Hi,' Marni said.
'Hi,' Tim replied. 'My dear, I am in a state of total exhaustion. Anybody in the sauna?'
'It's empty. Will you be wanting a rub?'
'Yes,' Tim said.
'Go on back,' she said.
Tim started stripping off his clothes halfway to the door of the sauna. By the time he got there she could see the white, bouncing cheeks of his ass as they disappeared into the steam.
She gave him about twenty minutes and then called the answering service. 'Hold all calls for about an hour.'
Then she stood and moved to the front door. She locked it, punched the 'out to lunch' button, and moved on down the hall to the sauna.
He lay naked on the table, his meaty, soft cock resting between his legs. It was long and thick, the way Marni liked a cock. Even in its soft state it hung over his balls, nearly hiding them, and the tip touched the table in front of his asshole.
'Feeling better?' Marni asked.
Tim lifted his head and looked toward the voice. He blinked the hot sweat from his eyes. 'Oh… it's you, Marni,' he said, partially covering himself with a handy towel. 'Yeah, much better. What are you doing in here?'
Marni approached the table. In no time the overwhelming heat had taken its effect on her makeup. Her auburn hair was plastered to her forehead in sticky tendrils and slight bubbles of perspiration bubbled off her chin.
'I work here.'
'I know, but where's Brenda… the female wrestler? She usually gives me the massage.'
'She's off today,' Marni said, leaning over him, letting her tits nearly brush his face through the uniform.
'Well… who's going to work me over, then?'
'Who do you think?' Marni said, a wide smile creasing her face.
'Now wait a minute,' he said as Marni whisked the towel from his groin. She was pleased to notice that there was already a little life in his previously limp cock.
He started to rise but Marni gently pushed him back to the table. Her fingers kneaded his chest and upper arms. Slowly he pulled the towel back over his groin as she worked. She removed it just as slowly.
'Oh, c'mon, Tim. Yours isn't the first cock I've ever seen.'
He smiled thinly. 'And probably not the last,' he said.
'I hope not,' Marni replied. 'You're getting heavy. Too much booze, too much rich food, and not enough exercise.'
'What kind of exercise would you recommend?'
'Fucking, of course,' Marni replied.
Her tingly fingers were well below his rib cage now, and seemed to be heading directly for his cock. He could feel her breath on his face and the press of her thighs against his body.
What was bound to happen, happened.
'Well, well,' Marni said, and giggled. 'Will you look at that. Talk about something rising to the occasion!'
She fondled his rising cock. Her fingers wrapped securely around the thick meat.
'You really shouldn't be doing that,' Tim said, arching his back and grimacing as she jerked upward on his cock, putting a rhythm into the strokes.
Tim groaned and bounded up from the table to push her away. One hand went under her chin, the other clutched at her arm.
'On no,' she said, pivoting and, at the same time, throwing her head back. His palm slid from her soaking chin to land directly on a full tit.
He eased back to the table with her in his hand. As she jerked him off he massaged her heavy tit. He felt the nipple thicken and start to protrude into his palm. Then he worked on the other tit and finally his fingers went at the opening of her dress.
She released his cock to allow him more freedom of movement with his hands and arms.
Marni wore no bra and that made it easier to pull her tremendous tits into view.
