Chapter 2: The Continuing Treatments
Note: Sorry it has taken so long to continue this story, but it's been a hectic time! And thanks to a certain lady who emailed me with glowing praise about the story! This is definitely for you!
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Erica is still half-asleep, and horny as hell, when Robert turns the chair into
her private room and helps her to the bed. She quickly and easily sheds the robe and slips into the surprisingly warm covers.
"Um...Miss...?" Robert begins.
Erica grudgingly opens her eyes to find something in Robert's hand. At first she thinks that it is a vibrator. This thought quickly jumpstart her hormones. As her eyes focus she realizes, a little disappointed, that it is merely battery powered clippers.
"You are a hairstylist as well?" she asks quizzically.
Robert smiles as he pulls a chair up to the edge of the bed and slowly rolls the covers from her body. Erica is still wondering what is going on when Robert lightly grasps her ankle and slowly yet firmly pulls it towards him.
"This is your Cleansing treatment, where I remove any...unwanted hair," he explains with a sly look.
Erica quickly helps Robert get her into position now that she knows where this is going. It has been a long time since she has had her pubes shaved. In fact, it used to be one of her boyfriend's favorite thing to do to her. And every time he had shaved her, the bastard had immediately gone down on her exposed pussy, driving her crazy by nibbling on her swollen clit.
As this memory goes through her head she suddenly clamps her previously open legs shut.
"Is something wrong?" Robert asks, concerned.
Erica shakes her head, embarrassed. She slowly lets her legs fall open, her eyes locked on his. She watches his reaction as he places a small clip lamp on the headboard of the bed and studies her pussy. As expected, his eyes grow noticeably. Erica has always had a large clit. Now that she is pregnant, though, it has grown even larger. IT easily slides from the hood and comes to notice, glistening with her juices.
To his credit, Robert quickly recovers, becoming professional once again. He lifts her hips and slides a warm towel underneath her to catch any stray hairs. As he bends forward the man catches Erica's heated scent that sends urgent messages to his already half-hard muscle.
Erica, meanwhile, is loving the attention, the handling, she is getting beneath her waist. It has been a long time since anyone had touched her thighs, her ankles, her knees, anything(!), in a long time. Every touch sends a spark to her neglected pussy, whose lips are opening and plumping up like the petals of a flower.
Once she is in position Robert clicks on the clippers, which emit a deep-throated hum. He begins cutting just underneath the bulge of her stomach, the balding clippers easily and quickly gliding over her skin leaving a smooth stubble-free surface of tanned latina skin.
Erica is enjoying this immensely, the slight vibrations making it hard to breath and her hands to unconsciously clench the bed covers. It feels as though every hair is connected to her clit, and that every snip of the clippers is a electric spark to her quickly moistening latin flower. Her nipples, hard as diamonds anyway, were starting to hurt with the delicious throbbing pain.
Suddenly, the pleasure skyrockets as Robert's fingers touch the outer folds of her hyper-sensitive cunt to cut the hairs there. The vibrations from the clippers seem to fly through the air straight to her sexual center.
Robert can see, and smell, the effect he is having on the beauty. Her strong spicy aroma is having the same effect on him as the clippers are on her quickly shorn puss.
When the clippers are turned off and Robert briefly moves away Erica is at once relieved and disappointed. That is, until he returns and begins to clean her up with a hot, wet towel. She can't help but to moan as the wet heat hits every exposed nerve-ending on her pubis mons. This ends far too soon for Erica, only to be replaced by Robert's hands massaging body lotion into her now hair-free skin. He pays special attention to the small area around her engorged clit, causing the helpless beauty to shiver and arch her back in abstract pleasure. In her pleasure she fails to notice that he is slowly positioning her onto her hands and knees until her ass is in the air.
On one hand she desperately wants him to fuck her. Now! On the other, she wonders if this is wise or even professional. As Robert continues to massage the lotion onto her mound he squirts some on her butt. With that he begins to work her plump ass cheeks in slow firm circles. He works from the top of her ass to just above her knees, sometimes stopping to tickle the back of them. By now Erica is totally given to his amazing skill with his hands. When he pulls her up into a sitting/kneeling position she complies with no hesitation. He lifts her arms above her head and begins to massage her sides with a firm stroke and finger roll massage. She lets her head loll back and her eyes roll into her head and his hands come over the front of her body. He rubs her sternum, circles around her full breasts to meet up underneath them, to smoothly glide over her taut tummy and back again. The third pass over her body, he changes tactics by going between her breast on the way down, gently cupping them at the bottom.
