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PHEWWWW!
Six months of Hell over and done with.
Checklist;
New account - finalized
first campaign - complete
promotion - secured
Fat bonus check - deposited this morning
This pending vacation is very well deserved by me and even more so by Trina. She has been a total saint for the last half year, picking up all kinds of my slack so I could focus on work. This promotion is as much hers and it is mine. And I intend to prove it to her every way possible over the next 8 days in the Bahamas.
But now, what is she up to?
She told me in her “Don’t argue with me,” voice to be at the address she wrote done at 10:30 am. She wouldn’t tell me why. I hate when she does this.
I recognized the address at the Salon she gets her hair done. She knows that I will never, never pay $ 60 bucks for a haircut, bonus check be dammed. So why am I here?
I walk in, the place is bright, load, and back with Hotties. I mean smokin’, bangin’, slamin’ hotties. Some are doing hair, nails, etc. Some are having them done but their isn’t a women in here that couldn’t stop traffic.
The girl at the desk recognizes me immediately though I can’t ever remember meeting her.
She walked around the podium to shake my hand, She was wearing skin tight black leggings, black heels that seemed like they would be impossible to walk in, and a sheer white blouse. Under the top, she was wearing a sheer black bra. The combination of sheer top and sheer bra was not enough to cover everything at close range. Her nipples were mesmerizing. I tried not to stare.
The brunette could see that I still hadn’t been able to place her so she politely reminded me: “Mr Pederson, it’s me, Cindy Cosgrove. I graduated with your son Jim last year.”
My head exploded!
The Cindy Cosgrove I remember coming over to study calc with my son, was very plain, chunky, and a lot frumpy. I feel mean for admitting it but I never once questioned why my Jim never asked her out. Now I’m going to go home and beat him.
“Cindy, you look fantastic!” I said. “Please don’t take this the wrong way but what happened?”
Cindy blushed shyly and replied, “Well, I started dating this guy the middle of first semester who was way into running so I started running with him and then realized that I love running more than I loved him. So I kept running and the weight just left. Then I really needed a job and didn’t want to wait tables and an acquaintance of mine suggested being a receptionist/appointment setter here. And she also helped me improve my appearance because this is a high profile job. The result is standing before you.”
“Well Congratulations! You must feel awesome!” I said. Cindy cocked on eyebrow at me and I stammered, “I mean awesome on the inside. I don’t mean.....well I don’t mean me.........That’s not to say........(sigh).”
“How about this, Cindy, what am I doing here?” I asked trying to change the subject and save my dignity.
And with that, Cindy handed me an envelope with my name on it written in my wife’s handwriting. I opened and read:
“Douglas, you’ve worked extremely hard the last couple of months and I am so proud of you and excited for our trip. I want you to look and feel your best so you are going to get waxed today.
Don’t argue, and DO NOT give these young ladies any grief.
It’s really not that bad so relaxed and enjoy yourself.
Love Me.”
“OK, I guessed I’m getting waxed,” I said more to myself and than to Cindy. To which she said, “Right this way Mr Pederson.” Somehow the way she said my name made me feel dirty.
The good kind of dirty. Which of course then made me feel the bad kind of dirty. I am totally going to hell.
Cindy showed me to the waxing room and instructed me to take my clothes off, lay on the table, and the wax tech will be right in.
“Do I have to be naked?” I asked. Cindy replied, “Yes, Mr Pederson (dirty again), that’s the way it’s done. The important parts will be cover with a towel.....most of the time. I’ll leave you to it. It was really nice to see you again and say Hi to Jim for me. Tell him to give me a call.”
I watched Cindy’s now amazing ass walk away and as she walked through the door, she looked over her shoulder to see if I was looking and gave me a very naughty smile.
This is going to be excruciating, I just know it, and I’m not talking about the pain!
I undressed and at the that point I realize the room was at the perfect temperature to be nude. In my clothes it was a little stuffy but naked it was perfect. I tried, in vain, to take my mind off of Cindy. I kept going over stats from work but work was over for now so my thoughts kept trickling back to Cindy, and blood kept trickling to my rig.
I thought, almost panicked, I can’t have a boner when the tech comes. I don’t want her to think I’m a perv. I laid face down on the table and d****d the towel across my ass. I figured they could do my back first and the pain from that would take my mind off everything else.
Knock, Knock, Knock at the door.
The door opened slowly and a voice said, “Mr Pederson, are you ready?” “Ready as I’ll ever be.” I replied without turning to look and with a little too much tone in my voice.
“Mr Pederson, you seem nervous but let me assure their is nothing to be nervous or embarrassed about,” said the voice behind me.
A couple foot steps later two young women were standing in front of me, and I started to hate my wife!
“My name is Cassie, I’ll be your waxing tech today, and this is Ellie. She’s apprenticing with me.”
Cassie was a tall, willowy brunette. Probably 5’8”, very thin but still had hips. Her chest was small but they rode very high and seem very happy in the skin tight salon T-shirt covering them. Not evidence of a bra could be see. Cassie’s legs were super and she made them look even longer by very ultra short/tight volleyball shorts and 6 inch heels.
In contrast, Ellie was petite and curvy, which really does it for me. She had a bushy mane of red hair which went past her shoulders, almost touching her breasts. Her breasts were large but not too large. They fit her frame perfectly. Ellie was likewise wearing a tight salon T. She had to wear a bra but even with the shirt on I could tell it was a sexy one and did nothing to tame her nipples. On the lower half, Ellie had nice hips, really nice hips, accented by a low riding mini, mini skirt. Beautifully proportioned legs, she was either an athlete or a dancer at some point and she wore very high wedged sandals that showed her pretty perfectly manicured feet.
All I could think was, “I can’t get a boner, I can’t get a boner!”
I grabbed the towel and start to get up and wrap it around me at the same time. “Ladies, I’m sorry but I don’t think I can do this. My wife paid you so there is no issue there but I am going to have to excuse myself.”
Both ladies had huge grins on their faces. Cassie stepped a little closer and said, “Mr Pederson, Trin....I mean Mrs. Pederson said you might say that and told me if you did to give you this.”
Another envelope. I opened it:
“Douglas, don’t be a pussy. You’re not the first naked man these women have seen. If you don’t go through with this I’m taking back all my new swimwear and bring my maternity swimsuit with us.
Would you like that?
Now let these ladies do their job and enjoy yourself.”
I looked at the two; “I guess I don’t have a choice.” They giggled as laid back down.
Cassie was very good at her job and did make me feel more comfortable. At least as comfortable as I could while my cock was ready to spring to life at any second.
The ladies waxed my back. Talking among themselves as Cassie explained the finer points to Ellie. They made some polite conversation with me as well but I couldn’t help noticing, or imagining that both ladies made a lot physical contact with me. Not just with their hands but I was brushed multiple times by hips and breasts. Once a breast brushed my arm with enough pressure that I could feel the hard nipple poking through. That had to be Ellie. She was so short that she would have to lean in. Could this be all coincidence, or were they teasing me?
I was fighting in mind, trying to think of anything that might cool me off: The mole on sister Mary’s cheek in first grad, Nancy Pilosi naked, sex with Janet Reno, romantic comedies.
Nothing! I was getting chubbier all the time.
Cassie then walked around to speak with me. “Mr Pederson,” she said, “I now need you to raise up on all fours.” “Whhyyyy?,” I asked. So we give you a brazilian wax.
My head exploded for the second time today. “No! No, no, no, no!” I exclaimed, “I don’t even allow Mrs Pederson back there. I just can’t.”
Cassie reached over to the table and pulled out yet another envelope and handed it to me.
It read: “DOUGLAS, do as you told. If you do not then you’re not getting any on vacation. Do you understand me?
Now, stop getting in the way and enjoy yourself.
P.S Don’t, DON’T make her give you another envelope.”
I just realized, everyone of my wife’s letters ended with “Enjoy yourself.” Is this permission for something? Pondering the issue didn’t do much to cool me down.
“Oh come now, Mr P. What are you afraid of?” Ellie asked still standing behind me. I replied, “I afraid of exposing you ladies to all the foulness back there.”
“Mr P. you’ve got a great body. You obviously take care of yourself and you’re very clean. Why would that be any different?”
“I don’t know,” I replied, “I guess I just don’t want you ladies to think I’m some kind of disgusting pervert.”
“Mr P, neither Ellie nor myself think you’re disgusting or a pervert. Trina...Mrs P would never go for you if you were.?
That was the second time Cassie had started to call my wife by her first name and then corrected herself. I wonder what that is all about.
“Here’s what we’ll do,” Cassie said, “Ellie will come up there and talk to while I take of business. That way only one of us has suffer.” Cassie’s last comment was dripping with sarcasm so I knew she was just teasing me.
“I guess that would be alright.”
Cassie then commanded, “Good, now up on all fours. Ellie go keep Mr P company.”
Holy shit! Crap! Fuck! what just happened?
A shudder rocked my entire body. As I raised myself up one of the ladies had brushed her fingertips across my balls. There a faint giggle too but I had no idea which one did it.
I was done for. I had a raging hard on. It still wasn’t exposed to the girls but I am sure they knew.
Ellie came around in front of and looked me square in the eye. I dropped my gaze in effort to avoid hers. I didn’t want her to see my desire. As I looked down I could see the v in her T shirt had been cut manually, and cut low. I was right, she was wearing a very sexy bra. The cups barely covered her nipples from my raised vantage point I could a lot of exposed dark areola.
Ellie busted me looking down her shirt. “It’s new,” she said. “What’s that?” I replied. “My bra. Just bought it yesterday,” Ellie informed me. I responded, “It’s very sex..pretty.” Then I tried to blurt out an apology but I couldn’t think rationally anymore.
Ellie responded very sweetly, “Mr P, there’s no need to apologize. This is a high profile job. We need for our clients to see that we believe in good appearances.”
Cassie announce the back end was finished and that I should roll over so they could do my chest.
There was no way to hide my erection now. I rolled over and as casually as possible pulled my dick up against my stomach. Judging by the glances that were exchanged I could tell the ladies had noticed but they were still working and not complete grossed out.
My chest went quickly with Cassie on one side and Ellie on the other but they were still driving me crazy. Ellie rubbed her breasts against my arm and Cassie kept bumping my hand with her crotch. But I remembered my wife’s words, “Enjoy yourself,” and I thought, “I’m not doing anything to elicit this treatment from these ladies so even if this contact is deliberate, it can hardly be my fault.”
Thankfully the towel was very heavy.
Cassie looked at the clock and announced that we were running behind. I said, “But we’re done right?” Cassie responded, “Trina (no “Mrs Pederson” this time at all) wants us to do you pubic hair too.”
I started to protest but fearing my wife’s next envelope contained divorce papers I just shut my mouth.
Cassie looked at Ellie and me and said, “Ellie can you finish Mr P by yourself? Of course you can, I trained you.”
(I can’t tell you how many ways I wanted Ellie to finish me.) I thought to myself.
Ellie responded, “I’m up for it, if Mr P is up for it.”
Right then, I saw it! As Ellie finished her statement her eyes flashed to the towel and then to my face with a sly grin on her face.
Cassie left the room. Ellie turned to pick up an instrument from the tray table. As she did my towel got caught on her elbow and whipped to the floor.
Ellie muttered an apology without looking at me and bent over to pick up the towel. When I say, “Bent over,” I mean bent over. There was no lady-like squatting. Ellie bent over right next me and showed me her well rounded bubble booty. She was only wearing a string that matched her bra so I saw pretty much everything. I was so captivated that I forgot to cover myself.
Ellie stood up, turned around, and her eyes went straight to my cock. “Well,” she stated, “I’ll take that as sign you’re pleased with our service.”
I was speechless and started to blush like an adolescent.
Ellie started, “Mr P, please don’t be embarrassed. Honestly, I would be offended if you weren’t aroused.” Ellie threw the towel in the hamper and said, “This part is easier without the towel so let’s quit pretending, OK?”
I nodded, still unable to speak.
Ellie went about her duties very efficiently. She waxed my pubes and shaved my balls. She unceremoniously moved my dick this way and that to remove all the hair. She even stated that the erection made things easier because it stretched my skin out.
When she was done I ran my hand across my junk while Ellie was turned. I had to say that I did feel very sexy but also I had to get out of here and find some relief. I wasn’t sure how I would get my dick back in my pants.
Ellie turned back to me and said, “One last thing, Mr P, I want to put some skin conditioner on you. It will prevent irritation and ingrown hairs.”
I laid back down one more time. I felt so over exposed with my hard on pointing straight up.
Ellie squirted lotion on her hands and begun to rub it into my chest just below my neck. Her body was leaning into mine. I could feel her rock hard nipples through her shirt. As she move down my body her elbow was bumping my cock and I noticed Ellie was breathing heavy.
She looked at me and cooed, “Did you think you were the only one enjoying this?”
And with that she grabbed my manhood with her lotion covered hand.
Ellie stroked me slow and firm. Her small hands were a lot stronger than I would have thought. I wasn’t going to last long. She increased her hand speed and I felt myself cross the threshold and the pressure begin to build.
I closed my eyes and thrust my hips upward as I came. Even without looking I knew it was a huge load.
As I caught my breath and opened my eyes, Ellie was looking at me with a big grin and cum all over her hands. She licked one finger tip off and said, “That was fun!”
And again, I felt awkward. I didn’t know what I was supposed to do. Am I supposed to offer to reciprocate? What’s the etiquette here?
Before I could say anything, the little redhead started cleaning me up, and said as she was doing do, “It’s a good thing I never go anywhere without a toy. I’ve some things to take care on my lunch break now.” And with that I knew that nothing was expected of me.
I got dressed quickly, making small talk with Ellie all the while. Ellie told me that my wife was one of her and Cassie’s favorite customers( and I really want to know why now) which is why I got the luxury package.
“Come back and see us again!” Ellie replied as I left the room.
I walked through the salon, and I felt like everybody there knew that I just got waxed with a happy ending.
I reached the door, Cindy opened it for me and said, “I hope you were happy with your service, Mr P. I’m thinking of training as a waxer, maybe you can be my guinea pig next time.”
I blushed outrageously and muttered a “Nice to see you again.” To which Cindy replied, “Come back and see us soon, and seriously, have Jim call me.”
As I walked to my car, I had two thoughts; 1. “Jim is going to call her if it kills him.” and 2. “I really hate/love my wife.”
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