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Striptease
By Donna Dee
Martina effortlessly steered the powder blue Bentley
convertible into the car park of the Travel lodge motel and
stopped outside the chalet she knew would be hers for the
night. The car with it's personalised number plate, M4RTI
was her pride and joy, and not so much as a speck of dirt
sullied the gleaming paintwork. The top was down, it was a
beautiful day, the hot sun shone brightly and she
considered it was wonderful to be so rich that even her
Bentley had been bought with petty cash. Getting out of the
car she smoothed the skirt of her new Gucci suit with
practised ease, checked her face and hair in the mirror of
her compact, (unnecessarily since she had come straight
from the beauty parlour) and then stepped daintily towards
reception. Martina looked and felt sensational, confident
that it was unlikely there would be another woman within
miles who could hold a candle to her today, or any other
day for that matter.
Through the glass doors she noticed that Patricia was on
duty at the desk and this pleased her because she always
gave Martina the very best service.
"Good afternoon Doctor Templeton," said Patricia. "What a
lovely day - you are quite well I hope?"
"Yes, thank you, I trust you have reserved my usual
chalet?"
"But of course, everything is as you like it."
Martina was a regular at the Travel Lodge, she stayed there
almost every Friday night and she knew that, in her chalet,
a fridge would be stocked with a half dozen bottles of
champagne and some smoked salmon sandwiches sealed in foil
containers to preserve their freshness. Obviously there was
a kettle for making tea and a bottle of fresh milk instead
of those pathetic little cartons. This was also the only
chalet they had with a double bed.
"Patricia, I will not be here next week or the week after,
I have to go into hospital tomorrow for a small operation -
in Switzerland - I'm having a small growth cut away,
nothing serious, but the surgeon thinks I should rest there
for a couple of weeks to recuperate and I am taking his
advice. Please keep the chalet for me three weeks from
today."
"Certainly doctor, leave everything to me. I am glad to
hear you say it's not serious, nevertheless, please do take
care."
"Of course, thank you, actually I am quite looking forward
to it, I shall be glad to get it over with. One other
thing, Patricia, I really don't want to be disturbed this
evening, so no calls whatsoever please."
"I understand, doctor."
As Martina accepted the key she noticed the time was a few
minutes after four, and knew she had plenty of time to do
the things she wanted. She carried in her own suitcase, it
was quite light really and unpacked two dresses and some
exotic lingerie and began to undress slowly as if doing a
striptease to some imaginary erotic music. First the jacket
was unbuttoned and shrugged back to expose her shoulders;
holding it on bent arms, the elbows of which were tucked
firmly into her sides, she turned from the waist to the
left and then to the right in front of a big mirror,
admiring her superb breasts as they pushed her already
erect nipples encased in the skimpiest of bras, almost
through her grey silk blouse. Laying the jacket on the bed,
she unbuttoned and removed the blouse letting it fall to
the floor; breathing in she arched her back and thrust her
breasts even further forward than they had been before. God
they were magnificent, the scar from the small implants was
no longer visible.
She unzipped the skirt, removed it carefully, stepping out
slowly to ensure her 5-inch heels didn't catch on the
waistband - the suit was far too beautiful to be treated
with anything less than total loving care. Dropping her
silk waist slip to expose a microscopic pair of panties
with matching garter belt, Martina once again posed
provocatively in front of the mirror, stretching her hips
this way and that and came within a hairs breath of falling
in love with herself just as Selina had done. Off came the
bra and yet again she gazed at her almost perfect figure in
the mirror, knowing that on Monday the growth, the one
blemish that marred her body would have been removed and it
would then indeed be quite perfect.
Martina removed the skimpy bra and tugged hard on her
nipples, rubbing them firmly between thumb and forefinger
to make them even harder, drooling at the idea of Selina's
luscious red lips kissing them and sucking them in a little
while from now. She then selected the first of two 2-inch
gold bars, about the thickness of a strand of spaghetti and
threaded it through the hole she'd had pierced in her left
nipple a whole year ago, and then did the same with her
right. She looped a gold chain round her slender neck and
attached each end to one of the bars, gently tugging on the
nipples, lifting them up in a most exciting way. Martina
wished she could keep the bars in her nipples all the time,
but they were uncomfortable under any of her bras.
To the gold ring that had nestled seductively all day in
her navel, she attached an enormous ruby pendant, the size
and shape of an almond, and almost wet herself with the
excitement it provided. Martina had perfect legs, longer
than Selina's, and as she rolled down the 7-denier
stockings and looked again at her pretty toenails, she
shuddered in gleeful expectation of the thrill yet to come
when her girl friend sucked her toes. Shrugging off her
skimpy panties, she studied her rounded bum and hips as she
released her garter belt. Before she could actually remove
the left stocking, Martina had to take off the gold
identity bracelet that announced to the world that she was
SELINA'S, replacing it as soon as the stocking was off as
Selina had told her she must always do. She removed six, no
I tell a lie, seven gold rings from her fingers, each one
encrusted with diamonds and including an engagement ring
identical to the one she had given Selina. Selina had
insisted on buying one for her even though she had had to
borrow the money from Martina in order to do so. Her very
long brightly painted fingernails added to the length of
her fingers. She then removed three gold hoops from the
lobe of each ear and placed them in her jewellery box.
Entering the bathroom she took the new bottle of bath oil
she had purchased just an hour ago - her favourite with the
rich smell of musk - and poured far more than she needed to
into the tub before running the hot water. Carefully she
removed her make-up, tucked her long blonde hair into a
waterproof hood and gingerly stepped into the steaming
water. As she lowered herself into the seemingly boiling
water, her body took on the appearance of a lobster but as
the heat penetrated her every pore she started to relax for
the first time in what had been a very busy week as a
psychiatric consultant. She had taken off her gold Rolex
wrist watch and placed it near the bath where she could
keep a check on the time, for Selina would be here just
after seven by which time she must be out of the bath,
dried and powdered, dressed in her finest lingerie, hair
arranged tidily around her face and perfectly made up.
Selina liked her to be perfect when she arrived and, for
Selina, nothing was too much trouble.
In the steamy atmosphere she happily contemplated what lay
ahead - a night of passion that would be nothing less than
sensational, a night of uninhibited sex that set her whole
body tingling in eager anticipation. She sponged her arms,
her legs and her breasts, playing with the gold bars for a
few moments as she worked her way over the mini mountains
that adorned her chest. Satisfied she had explored all of
her body, Martina glanced at her watch and realised Selina
would be here in 45 minutes. She had the timing off to a
fine art and knew she could relax in the lovely hot water
for another 5 of them before she must get up, pat herself
dry with the fluffy towels provided and dust a little talc
on her breasts and round her bum. Then she would put on her
new lingerie, skimpy panties, microscopic bra and nude
nylons, attend to her hair and re-apply her make up to a
professional standard, add Selina's favourite perfume and
pour their first glass of champagne. Her lips could already
feel Selina's kisses, soft and wet, her long tongue seeking
and finding her tonsils. Just 41 minutes to go and the
tension was becoming oppressive.
Just before she stood up and under the cover of the foam
that had settled on the top of the water, Martina's hands
once again flitted over her pencil thin waist and perfectly
flat tummy, flirted with the jewel in her navel and then,
self consciously touched and pulled gently on her ever
shrinking penis causing her to think of her lover to such a
degree that she became harder than she had been since the
last time Selina had sucked her to three climaxes in one
night. This very night Selina would suck her little dick
for the last time ever, for on Monday her 'growth' would be
removed and her vagina constructed. Then, at last, the two
of them would be real women together. Frustratingly she
left her rock hard digit alone and started to climb out of
the bath - there would have been hell to pay if Selina
found out she had wasted her cum in the bathwater.
Watch out for the sequel, "After the operation."
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