Does this feel good, miss?

After Oliver narrated the events of the previous night to his mother in a very detailed and exaggerated manner, Mia found her heart pounding fast, her chest heaving, and her pussy dripping wet.

Oliver had always been a very observant boy and often noticed even the smallest details around him, and now he noticed how his mother was reacting to the events he described and how aroused she became by the vivid imagery in his story.

"Mom? Are you alright?" Oliver asked after he noticed how flustered his mother looked. It seemed as if his mother was thinking about something that made him uneasy. He didn't know if she wanted to fuck other guys like those in pool, or if she just liked hearing about all the dirty details.

Mia took a few moments to compose herself and looked at him. She could tell that her son was worried for her. A part of her felt ashamed for feeling so aroused at hearing all these erotic things that her son had witnessed, and another part of her felt guilty because she was having naughty thoughts while her son spoke.

She didn't want to reveal how much she enjoyed his story. But seeing her son's expression and the concern in his eyes made it clear to her that he could sense her lust, so there was no point in hiding it anymore.

"I am fine... I just... I need to relax a bit. Listening to you describe what you witnessed has... made me... very aroused..." Mia confessed with a nervous smile, then added, "Why don't we go to the massage parlour downstairs? We can both get some much needed relief... I mean relaxation..."

Oliver thought that the idea of getting massages from a professional sounded great, especially since his mother suggested it. He knew she loved to pamper herself, so going to a place where she would get massaged was something that he couldn't refuse.

"Okay... I am down for it." Oliver agreed and saw his mother smile at him with relief. Then he looked at his father, Adam, who was still asleep in bed.

Mia followed her son's gaze, "Don't worry about him. Let him rest, he had a long night with me yesterday," She chuckled and winked at her son.

***

Soon after that, Mia and Oliver left the hotel room to head to the massage parlour. Oliver was a little anxious at first, but then realized that there wasn't anything wrong with going to such an establishment with his mother.

And once they entered the massage area, the two of them were greeted by two therapists, a male, and a female. They asked them what type of massage they wanted and guided them to the private rooms.

After explaining the details to Mia and Oliver, including what kind of oils they would use, they left to get everything ready.

Meanwhile, Mia and Oliver undressed in the locker room and covered themselves with towels before entering their private room.

As they entered the spacious area, they noticed two large beds placed next to each other, and a beautiful young woman wearing a bikini was waiting for Oliver, and an equally attractive older man was waiting for Mia. The young masseuse had long brown hair tied into a ponytail, big brown eyes, and full red lips.

The other one was tall and well built, with a chiseled jawline and a short beard. He was also wearing a speedo that showed off his muscular thighs and bulging package. He had tattoos all over his arms and chest.

It seemed that to heightened the mood, aromatic candles and relaxing music had also been provided. The whole atmosphere of the room was designed to make people relax. Moreover, they had assigned opposite-sex therapists to the clients. This was no coincidence, rather it was part of the plan to provide some excitement.

The moment Oliver laid his eyes on the man who was about to massage his mother, a strange feeling of jealousy filled him, and his gaze shifted back and forth between the two. Even though Mia assured him that she only wanted a simple massage and nothing else, Oliver still felt uneasy thinking about what could happen during the session.

However, his worries disappeared when his eyes landed on the beautiful girl standing before him. She had an innocent face with large brown eyes that made her seem cute, yet her bikini showed off a lot of skin, revealing her voluptuous figure, ample breasts, and round bottom. As soon as their gaze met, she gave him a warm smile.

"My name is June, and I will be your masseuse for this session." The young girl introduced herself. Her voice sounded sweet and pleasant, and Oliver felt comfortable talking to her.

"Hello. I am Oliver. Nice meeting you," He replied.

At the same time, the man greeted Mia. He had an English accent and introduced himself as Jake.

After the initial greetings were exchanged, Oliver laid down on his stomach while his masseuse began rubbing his shoulders. Mia watched her son's muscles relax as she began massaging his back and neck. It didn't take long for her to notice the effect that June was having on her son.

She was using a fragrant oil to massage Oliver's body. She rubbed the liquid over his back and shoulders and started kneading his muscles, working from top to bottom. As she did this, her hands moved across his body with slow, rhythmic movements. Her touch felt very gentle and soothing. Mia could see the pleasure written on his face and hear the soft moans escaping his lips as the massage continued.

Soon, Jake approached her with the oil bottle and smiled at her before asking if she was ready for her massage. Mia nodded and lay face down on the bed next to Oliver's.

As she lay there, she felt his rough hands begin to work on her body, starting with her feet. Slowly, his hands slid upwards, reaching her ankles, calves, thighs, before going down again without stopping at all. He did this several times, each time going higher and lower. She enjoyed every minute of his skillful ministrations and soon began to relax.

"Does this feel good, miss?"

"Oh, yes... please continue..." Mia replied as Jake worked on her feet.