The Day Before Vacation - Sex Stories

The Day Before Vacation

... 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 bl**d 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. ...