As always thanks to my Editor cheersmartie_526 for some great ideas and for rescuing me from my total lack of grammar skills.
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Ricked locked his car and looked down the street. He had hoped to find parking in front of the hobby store, but instead had parked almost two blocks away. He looked down the street and saw a familiar face.
"Hi Courtenay," Rick said, "How are you?"
"Honestly, I a little bummed out. I was supposed to have an appointment at the salon, but they are closed," she replied.
"What happened?" Rick asked.
"They were closed, some of the nail techs did not have the right kind of visa or something."
"I think you look fine without the salon," Rick said, wondering if she was fishing for a compliment.
"Who are you kidding? How did I ever think you were gay! My nails are mess, by spray tan is uneven and my legs look like an ewok's," Courtenay said with a look of disbelief on her face.
"Yea, there is clearly no way I could be qualified to be gay if I don't notice things like that."
"But if I remember, you can fix things like that. You used to do our nails at cheer practice. Can you help me out? I have a pool party at my Aunt's house this evening and I don't want to go looking like this. I can pay you."
"What is the take home for an undocumented beautician these days?" Rick asked with a grin.
"Shut the fuck up," she said with a laugh, "Are you going to help me or not? I seem to recall you offering to help me with a bikini wax."
"What kind of friend would I be if I did not help you in your time of need," Rick answered, not completely surprised she was taking him up on his offer.
"That's what I wanted to hear, let's go by the beauty shop on the way to my house," Courtenay said with a knowing grin.
Courtenay led Rick down the street and into a shop. She handed him a basket and began to take things off the shelf. She started with the nail care products.
"Can you do a mani and pedi?"
"Yes," Rick replied.
She tossed several times into the basket. Next she held up a razor. Rick rolled his eyes, then slowly nodded. She added the item to the basket. Next on the list was spray tan. Rick inspected what she was holding, and then looked at the items on the shelf.
"Can we stop by my house on the way to your place?" he asked.
"Sure."
"Then let's go with this," he said, selecting a bottle from the shelf.
"That's does not have an applicator in it," she said.
"I know, I have that covered."
The last item Courtenay picked up was the bikini wax kit. Rick grinned widely as she dropped into the basket without asking him if he would do it.
Moments later she had paid for the items and they were in her car. They made a brief stop at Rick's house and he emerged a short time later with a medium-sized cardboard box.
"What's in the box?" Courtenay asked.
"My airbrush. I used it for scale models, but it should work well for your spray tan. Unless there is still paint left in the lines. You don't mind if the first part of your tan is Army green, do you?"
She just stared at him.
Wow, tough crowd. There is no paint in the lines, I just cleaned it."
From Rick's it was short drive to her house. Courtenay led the way in calling out to anyone in the house. There was no reply.
"Well, I guess you have me all to yourself," Courtenay said with a smile. She walked into her room.
"This is where the magic is going to happen," Rick said.
"Will twenty dollars be enough?" she asked, rummaging through her purse.
"I'm not taking your money," Rick said.
"Well, I insist you be compensated somehow," she said, stepping right in front of Rick.
"Perhaps we would work something out in trade,"
"That's exactly what I was thinking," Courtenay said as she stroked the front or Rick's pants.
"What did you have in mind?"
"I will trade you a blowjob for a makeover."
"I think you are getting the better end of that bargain, the makeover is going to take much longer than the blowjob."
"How about I throw in a tit fuck," she said, putting her hands on her breasts.
"You drive a hard bargain."
"And you just drive something hard. Should we shake on it? "Courtenay said, slipping her hand inside Rick's pants and grabbing his erection.
"Works for me."
Courtenay pulled her hand out of his pants and stripped off her shirt. She was wearing a lacy white bra, which barely contained her large breasts. She unfastened the clasp and her breasts tumbled out. Rick smiled as he watched her pinch her swollen nipples. Her hands moved to his pants, pulling down the zipper. She pulled his cock and balls out through the opening, then sank to her knees. Courtenay scooped her tits up in her hands and wrapped them around Rick's throbbing erection.
"You still at 38 blowjobs?" Rick asked.
"I'm up to 41."
"Anybody I know?"
"No, mostly guys from the college."
"Do you swallow for them?"
"No, mostly they cum on my tits. I only swallow for my favorites."
"Like me?" Rick asked.
"Yes, like you."
The firm, warm flesh of her breasts felt good as it surrounded his cock. Rick watched as she pinched her own nipples and moved her tits up and down at the same time. Her breasts completely engulfed his cock. Rick could not resist slowly thrusting his hips back and forth. On each thrust the head of his dick would peek out of her cleavage
"Fuck you have nice tits," Rick moaned
"You say the sweetest things", she replied.
Courtenay released her tits and wrapped one of her hands around the shaft of Rick's cock. Slowly she began to stroke up and down. She leaned her head forward and a stream of saliva lubricated her hand. She used her other hand to press one of her breasts against her own lips. Rick moaned at the sight of her licking her own nipple.
"This is the sensitive part, right?" she inquired, running her fingertip just under the head of his cock.
"Yea, yea, that's the spot."
"What feels better there, my hand or my mouth?"
"They both feel fantastic."
"Then I guess I will give you both."
Courtenay lower her head again, stretching her lips around Rick's engorged penis. She continued to stroke the entire length of his cock, but also slid her lips all over the tip. She pulled down on his erection so that it was horizontal. Rick could not take his eyes off the sight of her lips slipping up and down the shaft of his dick. She stopped sucking on his cock, but continued to stroke it.
"Do you want to finish on my tits, on my face, or in my mouth?"
"Mouth", Rick moaned.
"Yummy, I was hoping you would say that."
Courtenay plunged Rick's cock back into her mouth. She was going faster now, and she was moaning as she pressed the tip of his cock against the back of her throat. Rick could feel her tongue rubbing along the bottom of his dick. The pressure of his approaching orgasm was almost too much to resist.
"I'm going to cum," he moaned.
He felt Courtenay's hand stroke his balls, as if to encourage him. Rick's orgasm exploded into her mouth. He put one hand on her shoulder to steady himself as his cock jerked between her lips. Courtenay continued to suck and stroke his cock until she had taken every drop of cum. As his erection began to fade, she let his dick slip out of her mouth. She stood up and gave him a brief kiss.
"Are you ready to go to work?" she asked.
"Yes, we are starting with the bikini wax, then your legs. Take off your clothes."
"Are sure I have to be completely naked?"
"Yes, it will work out better this way."
Courtenay removed her remaining clothes while Rick set up the wax. He instructed her to lie in her bed. He produced some leather straps from his box and began to tie her to the bed.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I don't want you flailing about when I pull the wax off."'
"I've done this before, it is not that bad."
"Do you want me to do this or not?"
"Okay, but I still say I will be fine"
Rick stretched her hands over her head and tied them to the headboard. Next he tied her ankles to the footboard. He checked the wax to see how it was melting, and then he leaned over the foot of the bed, placing his hands between her legs.
"It appears you have overcompensated me for the work you want. Let me give you a refund. Rick placed his hand at the apex of her legs. With the heel of his hand he pressed against her clitoris.
"I knew you were up to something," she moaned.
"Are you saying you don't want your refund?" Rick asked as he stroked her wet labia with his thumb.
"I'm not saying that, not at all."
The feeling of Rick's hand on her sex was an unexpected pleasure. Courtenay writhed as Rick pressed his thumb inside her. She felt his other hand on her breast. His fingers traced a circled around her swollen nipple. She felt his hand withdraw from between her legs. The next thing she felt was his tongue lapping at her clitoris. He covered her labia with soft kisses. She squealed at the sensation of his warm flesh against hers. Courtenay strained against the leather straps. She was still surprised how much being restrained aroused her. She relaxed her arms and legs and surrendered control of her body to Rick. He seemed to know exactly what to do with it. His fingers pinched her nipple. Each time he squeezed his fingers together the erect flesh slipped away in a delightful manner.
Even more delightful was the feeling from between her legs. He had slipped two fingers inside her, probing for her G spot. At the same time his mouth was all over her clit. She raised her head to see what he was doing, but all she could see where her own breasts. As Rick's fingertips found her G Spot, she could feel herself quickly approaching an orgasm. The trifecta of stimulation on her nipple, clit and G spot made her climax inevitable. The rest of the room began to fade away. She laid her head on the pillow and focused on what Rick was doing to her. She forgot about the leather straps. She forgot about the bowl of hot wax. All she could hear was her own ragged breathing and pounding heartbeat. Finally her orgasm surged through her body. She thrust her hips against Rick's mouth as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her body, and then slowly faded away. Rick stopped touching her and her breathing returned to normal.
