Judy went about setting up the bedroom for the most sensual massage she could think of: whale mating calls on the stereo, lights off lots of candles, ylang ylang and almond oil, some crystals to increase energy and healing painstakingly placed around the bed, a towel just in case things got really wet (fingers crossed).

Jen walked in, "Wow, Judy this is..."

"Really nice?" Judy beamed.

"...a fire hazard."

Judy's smile fell. "I'll blow a few out."

"And maybe different music..like Bruno Mars," Jen added.

"Absolutely not," Judy blew out one candle and switched the whales to bird mating calls. A compromise that they could both live with. "Now you need to undress. Completely. And get comfortable cause I am gonna blow your mind."

"Getting naked and comfortable have never really gone hand in hand for me Judes," Jen stammered and remained standing fully clothed by the side of the bed holding the half eaten platter of strawberries and a bottle of wine.

After some prodding and compromise, Jen was swaddled in one of Judy's robes, hair up in a messy bun, and only her arms and upper back were exposed. For now. This was a delicate situation and Judy knew there was a fine line for Jen here and in all of Judy's exuberance to push Jen toward sexual liberation she could easily have the opposite effect.

"So we'll just start with some ylang ylang oil, let me know if the pressure is too light or too firm, and if I hit a sensitive zone..." Judy put on her most proper professional voice and Jen just grunted in reply. "I don't want to hurt you, I know you slipped a disc so I'll be very gentle when I get to your lower back, okay?"

"I can take it," Jen postured. "Just rub my back, Judy."

"So we'll make some casual conversation to keep the mood light. Did you know ylang ylang is known for alleviating depression and boosting mood?"

"Isn't that like the same thing?" Jen lifted her head slightly.

"Stay still," Judy lightly rubbed the oil over the whole four inches of skin Jen had not so generously exposed for her. "Yeah, but ylang ylang also can repel flying insects and kills bug larvae."

"Huh. Did you google it?" Jen asked and Judy could tell she was smirking.

"Well, yeah, but it smells good, so shut up." She used the heels of her hands to feel around for tension and tension she did find. Jen's whole upper back and neck was knotted up tight. It would probably take forever to get this woman to relax. "How's the pressure?"

"It's fine, just rub me," sounds of frustration from Jen were not good.

Judy repositioned her legs on the side of the bed so she could get a bit more leverage and dug in a little bit harder, watching Jen's back in awe as blood started to move to the surface. The supply been cut off from poor stunted muscle fibers for a long time. She worked her way up the back of her neck pinch and rolling the more tender skin and then soothing and whisking back down.

"That's the stuff," Jen cooed. Judy saw that her jaw had gone slack and her eyes were closed, She was starting to get somewhere. She took Jen's head in her hands and feathered her oily fingertips up and down the tight tendons in her neck all the way to her traps and shoulder blades, tracing and poking at the stubborn knots and kinks as she went, and slowly she felt Jen relax deeper.

"Back to the casual conversation," Judy cleared her throat, knowing she had her friend in just the compromising position she was hoping for, (because this was about compromise.) Judy thought back to her intel gathering questionnaire and launched the first question, "Jen, when was the last time you had an orgasm?"

Uh oh, the tension came back.

"Light conversation topics? How the fuck is that relevant, Judy?" Jen pulled her head up and looked at her.

"I'm sorry. Do you want me to keep rubbing your back?" Judy smiled when she saw the torn look on Jen's face. She settled back down on the bed and heaved a sigh. Judy put her hands back on the curve of her shoulder blade and pressed eliciting a tiny moan from her massage buddy.

"I don't know... I mean I don't remember, it's been awhile. Is that what you want to hear?" Jen replied in annoyance.

Judy felt sad, "Well, no.. ideally, I'd hope you'd have orgasms like every day. I mean the clitoris is solely there for pleasure and way more nerve endings than the tip of the penis—"

"—Judy... please. Focus," Jen interrupted her with a not so gentle reminder, and Judy realized she was talking with her hands and had stopped the massage.

"Shit, okay, well, tell me about your best orgasm, or even your first orgasm then." While Jen was distracted presumably deciding whether she would entertain Judy's ridiculous questions, Judy slipped the robe down exposing more skin to get her greasy hands on.

"If you're so interested in this subject why don't you tell me about yours then?" Jen huffed and it was clear that this line of questioning was getting nowhere. Judy replenished the oil on her hands and shifted again. She put both hands firmly on either side of Jens spine and ran up and down the long length of her back and for that move she got a sigh of approval.

As she was careful to keep up the massage and not stop this time, Judy launched into a brief tirade about her first orgasm, "I mean, I guess I was pretty young. Shmoopy, my teddy bear... I kinda humped his face off. The first time was accidental, but when I figured out I could do it whenever I went to town. Poor Shmoopy."

"Jesus, Judy, you little hornball," Jen laughed. "That feels really good. Thank you so much, I really needed this, you have no idea."

Emboldened by Jen's encouragement, Judy slipped the robe down further exposing the top of Jen's butt cheeks, and smiled at the little dimples on either side of her back. It felt so good to touch her like this and every noise and utterance of pleasure was also slowly killing Judy as she couldn't help but imagine what noises would drop from Jen's lips if she was actually playing with her pussy and giving her a long overdue orgasm like she deserved. Judy massaged the upper region of Jen's butt and heard no withdrawal of consent so she kept going.

The glutes were very important and large muscles that needed massaged just as badly as the back, probably more so. She couldn't overlook Jen's butt. That would be negligence of duty. It was also a perk to squeeze and roll the soft flesh between her fingers in admiration and Jen had gone quiet. Judy squirted some oil directly onto her target and watch mischievously as a little bit dribbled between her cheeks. Oops.

"Judy!"

There it was.

"Sorry, not sorry. I gotta rub your butt. The robe was now on the floor and Judy was elbows in to Jen's maximus, medius and minimus muscles, and then sweeping down to rub her hamstrings and swirling her knuckles back up to dig back in to her lush booty.

"This is so what I was trying to avoid, but I guess it was inevitable," Jen whined.

"Aw, you're loving every second of this," Judy asserted hopefully.

"You're not wrong. My ass was killing me, honestly and you do have some magic fucking fairy touch, Judy."

Judy beamed in pride, and resisted the urge to rip off her clothes and flip Jen over and bounce on top of her... cause that would definitely scare her off. She wouldn't even talk about having an orgasm, she wasn't gonna let Judy's fairy fingers anywhere near her snatch... yet. All in due time, Judy thought as she doubled down her efforts and kneaded her friend's ass firmly with both hands, and this time Jen moaned despite trying to cover her mouth with her hand.

...

Judy would have kept on rubbing Jen's whole body all night, but all good things come to an end.

"Judy could you hand me that robe, I have to pee," Jen cleared her throat and reached out for the robe that had fallen to the floor. Jen slipped it on like a ninja caterpillar so Judy couldn't see her chest, and stood up on wobbly feet, face and neck flushed red and wobbled to the bathroom.

The realization dawned on Judy that as hard as may be to get Jen to verbally open up about her sexual history and desires, it was clear that the other woman's love language was physical touch. It was pretty easy to get Jen to unclench (pun intended) and let her rub out the tension in her butt muscles, and as far as Judy was concerned butts were now on the table so to speak. Once touched she was claiming that ass.

Thoughtfully, she recalled the pain in Jen's voice when she opened up about her mastectomy's and how hurt she was that Ted had stopped touching her and how they fought about it. Judy just had to amp up the intimacy in her touches and see if that would spark something more for Jen or at least get her to open up. The plan was on.

Jen ambled out of the bathroom and Judy was still perched on the bed lost in thought. She caught sight of Jen still looking punch drunk from the massage and said in a coy voice, "you look very enticing in my robe Mrs. Harding."

Jen gave her a pointed nod, and a raised eyebrow. "Okay. Well, thank you, so that massage was awesome; I feel so much better and I promised to return the favor so come on."

"Wait, I'm hungry and my hands are oily, could you feed me one of those strawberries please?" Judy batted her eyelashes, leaned forward and opened her mouth. She heard Jen gulp, but felt the end of a sweet dipped strawberry at her lips and eagerly took it into her mouth from Jen's hand. "Mmm, thanks." She licked her lips sensually while looking right at Jen who bore a frozen expression and then quickly moved to pour herself a large glass of wine.

"Sure no problem. So do you want the bug larvae oil or?" Jen sat down on the bed and Judy crawled toward her, flipped her hair to the side and planted herself in front of her.

"No, just a shoulder rub and maybe pet my hair a little? You know how I love that and head scratches," she wedged herself between Jen's knees and used her thighs as arm rests settling in like it was the most natural position in the world.

"Yes, you do. Comfortable much?" Jen cleared her throat again and Judy smirked.

"Very."

Then Judy made some very sexual noises as Jen massaged her shoulders, petted her hair and rubbed her temples, she lightly scratched up and down on Jen's thighs as she did so and put on quite the performance if she did say herself. Not too over the top, hopefully believable for Jen to simply think she was really enjoying the touching.

Jen paused for a moment, "I guess you really needed some rubs too, huh?"

"I love your touches, what can I say?"

"Well, you said, 'oohh' a lot so that's one thing you say..."

"It's just really nice, and I'm glad you let me rub your butt," Judy turned her head quickly and caught Jen off guard. She kissed the corner of her mouth and then turned back, and said quietly, "really, really glad."