It was a usual evening at Crystal Club with my friend Alka, and we were watching stand-up comedy in a separate room. A few people were involved in the show and they were former comedians; accomplished, with enough followers on YouTube. They were cheering them even on bad jokes, losing subscribers on bad jokes wasn't an ideal option for them. So, they were clapping at nonsensical jokes. Apart from a few jokes the rest of them were gibberish. The newcomers in the world of stand-up comedy had a rough start. So, we went out and ordered fresh lime soda.
While sipping a young boy of 19-year-old Sam approached Alka. It didn't flabbergast her but it did to me. He was an amateur hairstylist and wanted to cut her hair. Alka knew him for some time and obliged to it. He did some hairstyling for Alka previously. It initially shocked me, but as he revealed his expertise, it did calm me down.
He knew trendy stuff and also worked on short hair and curls. He was aware of the Juda and Indian styles. The talk was smooth but realistic application was still around the corner. We finished the fresh lime soda and hopped in Alka's car.
He spoke about his family and friends. Well, he seemed to be from a good family, and like typical Indian parents he was in an incessant argument with them. The two castes prevail (A doctor or an Engineer). They wanted their child to choose from the two professions, but Sam had some different ideas.
We opened the gates of Alka's house and as usual, no one was there. Aunt and Uncle were out of town and only three of us were meandering around the big house. She opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of wine; the cork was already opened. She opened the wine and poured it into our glasses. While sipping the wine she opened the bedroom door and changed to something skimpy. It was a very short skirt and looked cute on the meaty hips and slender limbs. The brown flowy skirt and the u-neck tops almost blended with her skin color. She was looking naked without private parts on display.
She sat on the chair and the barber at 19 was quite a professional, maybe the thick thighs and shapely legs did not deter him. He gave her a short-layered hairstyle and used a broomstick to clear the fallen hair.
Once the cleaning was done; a foot massage was started. I was startled by the foot massage. Having access to the feet of rich women in their late 30s was an achievement. But hang on! the tremendous massage was relaxing me as well. The Psychosomatic Interactions were taking place within me. He made her turn around and kept a pillow underneath.
While turning he got a glimpse of the black underwear and also the full-grown buttocks. He washed his hands and applied lotion on them. Then he started circling on the foot. I would have died laughing had it been done on my foot. But it was soothing, to say the least. The heels were massaged as well, as well as the fingers.
She was in anterior position after his whisper, and once again exposing her undies. The view was clearer and he could see her great rear and sexy thighs.
He was engrossed in massage and used the karate style to massage the side of the foot. Then the ankle and phalanx were rubbed. He was a therapist at work. I've heard about masseur and acupressure, but this was live and I could watch it; with good exposure underneath the skirt. Mobilizing the finger joints also took place by stretching and pressing them.
