Jessica fetched a small tube of intensive sunblock from the bathroom and sat on the edge of Margot’s lounger. She used her middle finger to apply the cream to Margot’s face, feathering around her nose, cheekbones and lips using her thumb. The women were used to hours in make-up and felt totally relaxed in such close proximity. Jessica noticed Jason slowed his swimming towards the women and increased his speed on the away length. He wore his sunglasses partially concealing his eyes. Jessica swapped tubes and massaged oil into Margot’s shoulders. Margot stretched her neck and eased her shoulders forward as Jessica rubbed the oil into her overworked muscles.
‘God Jess, that feels so good.’
‘We have a Turkish Bath in the village. You and I should pop along tomorrow. We will leave Jace home alone.’
‘I thought your Jace would like all that macho sweating and thwacking of flesh.’
Jessica chuckled. ‘The thing is, Margot, the Turks use same sex masseurs. But they realise western tourists prefer the opposite sex. They know us, and there is no way the hunky male masseur would do us if Jace was there.’
‘Do us? As in happy ending?’
Jessica snorted a laugh, narrowly avoiding sending spittle down her friend’s back.
‘No, Margot! Just a massage. You have a total one-track mind, honestly! But he is gorgeous in a kind of dark, intense, muscular, softly spoken, large fingers …’
‘Yes, I get the picture.’
‘And you know what? Pretty much whatever you choose to leave uncovered, he’ll massage and… knead.’
‘I bet he won’t knead it as much as I need it, Jess.’
Jessica burst into more giggles.
‘Margot,’ Jessica whispered, ‘when I tell you, look directly at Jason. Ready?’
Jessica moved her hands onto Margot’s chest, theatrically massaging the oil into her breasts and rolling her nipples between her thumb and index fingers
‘And… now.’
Both women looked directly at Jason as he swam slowly in their direction, sunglasses down and watching out of the corner of his eye.
‘Sorry, Jace, are you looking for something?’
Jason tried to correct his direction of travel and lower his gaze. He attempted to stop the sunglasses from slipping off his nose. Swallowing a mouth of pool water, he spluttered to the edge. Both women roared with laughter.
‘Christ, you two! Where was I supposed to be looking? Stop teasing me, it really isn’t that funny.’
Both women continued to laugh as a flustered Jason hauled himself from the pool. His erection snagged on the pool ledge and sprang to attention through his wet shorts in front of his audience. Both women sub-consciously raised a hand to their mouths as Jason lowered himself back into the water. The more he reddened, the more the women laughed. Jason eventually swam to the opposite side to leave the pool before walking back to the kitchen, clutching his groin and swearing under his breath.
Despite being the butt of the joke, Jason was pleased to see Margot relaxed and laughing so early into her much-needed break.
