The New Spa

Aloe lay back on the bench of what had once been the steam room of the Ponyville Spa, passing her joint to Lotus with a languid movement as she stared upward at the hole in the ceiling. Her sister took it from her and turned her head slightly, catching sight of Aloe exhaling the cloud she’d been trying to hold in her lungs for the last twenty seconds. As Lotus took the joint between her lips she caught a good view of her sister’s breasts below the fabric of her tank top. She knew she should be focusing on the hole and the ruins that surrounded them but something was alluring about “sister-tits” (as she called them) that seemed to draw her attention.

“We were always going to outgrow this place,” Aloe said, eyes still focused on the wreckage above them. “It might have happened a fair bit sooner than we’d hoped but it IS now time that we make our exit.”

Lotus exhaled, examining the teeny stub of nothing that remained of the joint. They got their supply from Zecora in exchange for massages and other treatments. The current batch was more potent than the usual fair and the sisters had paid for it with a… deeper massage than what most clients received. She flicked it into what had once been the drain before shifting herself onto her back, laying her head next to Aloe’s on the bench. Their bodies faced in opposite directions, each one with her feet pressing against a different wall. They shared a look and a smile.

“This’ll be good for us” Lotus finally said.

Aloe smiled, “it will change always has been. And Sombra’s invasion smashing up our spa might not be the change we wanted but it’s the change we’re getting.”

Aloe glanced to yet another hole in the wall, this one still had a vine drooping limply through it. The damn thing had scared the hell out of their customers when he busted through the wall.

“A new spa, away from Ponyville and any other town,” Lotus mused, “what we’ve always wanted. The privacy and seclusion to give our clients the care they need for a serene state of mind.”

“Is that the only thing you’re hoping to gain from all that privacy and seclusion dearest sister?” Aloe asked, batting her eyelashes.

Lotus slid her face closer to Aloe’s, her voice turning low and husky. “Are you suggesting I even have activities so illicit that they need to be hidden by that privacy and seclusion?”

“I don’t know, I guess illicit depends on your point of view.” Aloe nudged herself forward until their lips finally met in a gentle kiss. Just the one. The holes in the building meant they no longer had the privacy they so often enjoyed after work hours.

“I would view it as illicit” came a voice from nearby, “so would Lotus but I think that’s her favourite part of your little arrangement.”

The spa sisters sat themselves up a little to look at the source of the voice, it was Rarity, standing in the battered doorway with her face plastered with a mildly disapproving look. Rarity had been one of their best customers for years, she’d supported them when they first opened up in Ponyville and her regular visits had endeared her greatly to the sisters. Only a few customers had indulged in the more private and high-end packages and only Rarity was aware of the relationship between Aloe and Lotus.

“Not like you’ve complained about it in the past either,” Lotus said with a nonchalant sniff, sitting up and offering up a half smile to Rarity. “Loving the suit, very business.”

“Yes well,” Rarity said, “companies do have a dress code. But I pull it off rather well, don’t you agree?”

“I think the shorter-than-usual skirt is helping with that” Aloe cut in, sitting up and scooching next to her sister, draping an arm around her waist. “Probably have your high society friends eating out of the palm of your hand.”

“That’s the point darling,” Lotus said, making use of her best Rarity impression, “to use my vivacious curves to seduce the dusty old men into giving me and my friends money for their new resort.”

The sisters laughed and Rarity mocked up a stern face, “as if that’s not the business model the two of you have been using for the entire duration of your spa’s existence. Or were the tight fitting dresses you used as a uniform for another reason?”

“We provide comfort” responded Aloe “in all forms to our guests.”

“So how did it go?” when Lotus reentered the conversation her voice was more serious in tone, “did the investors go for it?”

Rarity sighed, showing off rare frown lines across what was typically such a composed face. “Yes, it wasn’t simple to move up their timetable but they’ve agreed to accelerate their investments. The property will be purchased tomorrow. The two of you will need to move up there shortly to help direct the workers. Let them know where you want everything.”

Aloe sprung up with a little more energy than she thought she had and pulled Rarity into a tight hug. “You’re a miracle worker!” She exclaimed, the high town of a squee rising to her voice as she kissed Rarity before turning to beam at Lotus.

“Not just a spa, a whole resort. A place where everyone can go to get away from themselves. It’s-”

“-it’s what we’ve always wanted” Lotus finished, standing up and joining her two friends in their embrace, first kissing her Rarity and then, notably for a longer time, her sister.”

Rarity watched as Aloe and Lotus separated and one of those ever rare frowns rose up, “as much as I’ve come to enjoy your relationship, and the times I’ve briefly been a part of it, I must warn you that you cannot afford to be caught once we move into the new resort.”

The sisters nodded, guests wouldn’t need to return home in between sessions at the resort, having their own bedrooms meant it increased the chances of the sisters being discovered during their evening rendezvous. They would need to be more stealthy.

“It’s not just the guests” Rarity mused, running her hands up and down Aloe and Lotus’s backs, “it’s the investors. If they lose faith in the owners they very well might lose faith in the resort.”

“Then we’ll just have to be extra careful” Lotus responded, leaning in and licking the tip of Rarity’s nose, “if anything it just makes it more fun.”

And with that she took the fashionista’s lips in her own, kissing her deeply. Aloe, not wanting to be left out, slipped to the other side, standing behind Rarity and cupping her breasts and pressing her lips to Rarity’s neck. For a moment the three women stood in the remnants of the steam room like that, locked together as the sisters pleasured their dear friend and business partner. Aloe slid a hand down until her fingers curled around the hem of Rarity’s skirt, pulling it up and giving her access between her legs. Yes, Aloe could have just slide her hand down the top of the skirt but this seemed so much hotter in her mind as she ran her fingers over the fabric of Rarity’s panties, rubbing her friend through them.

Rarity let out a whimpering sound and her hips twitched forward, and as they did Lotus responded, grinding her hips forward, a motion that pushed Rarity into Aloe. Very shortly the three of them were grinding their hips together, Rarity sandwiched in the middle.

This might have gone on for longer but finally, Rarity had to step away from the two, a coy smile marking her expression. She had just warned them about taking risks in public to satisfy their sexual needs and they had so quickly overpowered her self-control.
“Not now, not in public.”

She winked, “but maybe come over tonight. I’ll give you both a going away present.”