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The Panty Job

... handed it to Kaylee. He was surprised, and a little pleased to see that she didn’t open it to look inside but, instead, just put it down on the counter beside her. ‘Well,’ she said brightly. ‘Shall we get started?’ Kaylee led Paul down a hallway and into what was obviously the master bedroom for the apartment. There was no bed, but, instead, a massage table in the center of the room. It had the standard face hole at one end but it was considerably lower than most, with the padded top being only two feet or so above the floor. There was a small wooden step on each side, barely six inches each in height, and along one wall there was a dresser, sans mirror, and a clothing hamper. Across from this was a wardrobe and beside that, a chair. ‘Okay, Paul,’ said Kaylee. ‘Why don’t you undress for me? You can put your things on the chair there, if you like and I’ll be right back in just a couple of shakes…’ She left him and Paul started to disrobe in a fumbling sort of way, his apprehension making his fingers clumsy and uncoordinated. He folded his garments neatly on the chair as directed and waited, facing the door in nervous anticipation. He felt odd standing there with nothing on, about to be seen by a stranger, and he had to resist the impulse to cover his still flaccid cock, realizing that, under the circumstances, he would just look silly. After several minutes, he heard footsteps approaching. ‘Good boy,' said Kaylee as she entered the room and closed the door behind her. She had ...

... changed from her street clothes and was now wearing a kimono-style housecoat that barely reached below her crotch, and a pair of flip-flops. She smiled at his obvious nervousness and took him by the hand. ‘Let’s get you comfy,’ she said, leading him over to sit on the massage table. She faced him and was just opening her kimono when a thought seemed to strike her. “Oh Paul,’ she began. ‘I do apologize. Most of my clients usually have some sort of special clothing requests… A garter belt, maybe, or perhaps a nurse’s uniform, even. You didn’t say anything when we spoke and I really should have asked. Is there anything you would have preferred today?’ As she waited for a response, her kimono slipped open to reveal her naked breasts. They were on the small side but perky and beautifully shaped and Paul could see that she was otherwise fully nude except for a tiny pair of white bikini panties. He swallowed hard, feeling a little stir of interest in his cock. ‘Oh … no. I think you… well, I like you just like that,’ he replied. Kaylee leaned forward and kissed him on the forehead. ‘That’s sweet,’ she smiled. She slipped off the kimono and when she stepped away to place it atop the dresser Paul saw that her panties were of the thong variety and that she had a truly magnificent derriere. A little plump and delightfully curved, the twin globes were smooth, invitingly flawless and very sexy indeed. She returned to the table once again. ‘Just once question, before we get started, Paul. I ...