This happened in 2016 and one of the best night I ever had and did not expect.

My dance teacher was going to perform in a natural setting. It's a mini forest and since we live in a big city, it was very exciting to know that there was a place like that. It was a non commercial performance and very artsy. However, I might have to go alone since my friends are not so into art and woods. I would always love to go alone but it was at night and a bit dangerous to go alone (especially as a woman). I tried to persuade my best friend, who is not a dancer. But she is so much into nature. Luckily, she wanted to go!

More than we expected, the city jungle was really a jungle where the road to the venue was downward and steep. Not to mention it was dark. The event organizers weren't so prepared. It was thrilling and FUN! Long story short, it started raining in the middle of the dance. Some people stayed to watch including me and my best friend. It was windy too. We went home wet. She stayed at my place.

In the cab, she started complaining of feeling unwell, probably due to the wind. I caught a glimpse of her hand pressing her stomach gently and trying not to look like she was in so much pain. I felt a little bit guilty that she got sick after accompanying me to do what I love: watching my teacher (since I have a big crush on him).

I had her change clothes with my loose t-shirt and shorts. She is a mature person who can take care of herself and enjoy every situation. I always admire her for this. She made a painful face although trying to look relaxed. Then I carefully said, "Come lay down. Let me massage your belly. I promise you'll feel better."

By the way, she knows that I do massage as a side job so I can do it very well.

"Ah, really? You want to do it for me?" she asked

"Sure. I feel bad that you get ill."

She laid down. I was feeling "Oh my god! Can't believe it's happening!" But of course I appeared calm and professional.

I started with her feet. If you massage that tender space at the foot inner side, I can tell when the stomach is unsettled. "Ouch," she said, "Thought you would start right away with my stomach"

I am sexually straight but let me tell you, my best friend is hot. She is not fat but a bit plumpy, and she has an amazingly long curly hair, with sharp eyes like a goddess. We have been friends for about 10 years and during those years she complained a lot of stomach problems but I did not dare to touch her. I would just suggested many things and showed concern.

By the time I started landing my hands on her stomach, she said "Wow. It's really good indeed. Your hands are strong." I applied pressure at the non-painful area. That's how you should do it. It will slowly loosen up the tight area. Every time I pressed a spot, she burped. "There's so much wind in my stomach," she moaned. Her belly was bloated but still so sexy. After a while I asked her to lay on her side and I pressed her tummy from her side, from the rib cage. She let out a big, loud burp. The view of her bloated stomach from the side was really appealing. Then it's time to have her lay on her back again and press gently from the pit of the stomach, where it usually hurts the most since the gas is pushing up inside you. I gave soft pressure there, circling. She closed her eyes in pain, letting out an "Ooh.." many times. She always looked strong. This time she completely surrendered. When I pressed down, once again she burped deeply. Her bloated stomach slowly looked smaller. I massaged her for about one hour. Until she said it's enough and she felt so much better. Hours after the massage she still kept on burping but her stomach wasn't hurting anymore. Best night ever!