Donna looked at her phone 5.20pm and wondered whether nerves would get the better of him. In the days since giving Jeremy a special massage she had jumped every time the phone rang or when Nico had called her, dreading their little secret was out. But if someone had found out surely they would have said something she thought to herself.
Donna looked round The Salon it was virtually deserted, Kayleigh was just finishing off a middle aged lady. Another girl Alice, was packing her equipment away, Val kept on looking at the clock on the wall. Each of them hoping another customer would not enter and so make them stay beyond their shift.
She wondered how far she would go with Jeremy this time as she recalled his inexperienced hands trying to worn their way into her knickers. She smiled to herself, if everything went well she would let him slip a finger or two into her pussy, get naked for him and give him a fully nude massage.
Looking again at her phone and her heart skipped a beat as Jeremy entered eliciting a groan from the rest of the staff. Not wishing to make it too obvious she greeted him, 'cut is it?'
'Yes please,' he replied playing along.
'Take a seat,' as she ushered him to her station, 'just a trim is it?'
He nodded as Donna put a drape round him and as she tucked it round his collar whispered, 'the other's will be gone soon okay.'
He caught her eye in the mirror and blushing slightly nodded to her.
A few minutes later he heard the blinds go down and saw the "open" sign being turned over to "closed." Finally the voices of some of the staff as they took this as their queue to leave.
Later, Donna was aware it was just Nico and Alice with her customer. Alice finished off her customer and let him out of the shop.
Nico then instructed Alice, 'can you lock the door please.'
Jeremy felt a shiver of excitement on hearing the sound.
Alice passed them as she collected her belongings, 'see you Donna.'
'Night.'
At the far end of the shop Nico remained. 'Nico, you can go if you like, I'll lock up after this customer.'
'Are you sure?'
'Yeah.'
'Okay then, see tomorrow.'
Donna left it a few moments before she whispered, 'I'll just lock the door.'
Jeremy was nervous but terribly excited this excitement reached a crescendo as he heard the door being locked.
Donna returned, 'so what can I do for you then young man?'
'A...' he tried to speak, 'a massage.'
'Is that a normal massage or a Donna special massage for you today?'
'A special one please if that's okay.'
She smiled as she stood back from the chair, 'you better follow me then.'
Jeremy followed behind her ogling her big round bum which was encased in a pair of tight jeans. Once inside Donna reached in her pocket for the key, 'just in case anybody should come in.'
'They won't will they?'
'Maybe,' Donna laughed, 'but you're only having a massage aren't you?'
'But.'
'But,' she teased.
'I thought I was getting a Donna special massage.'
'Mmm,' she smiled before looking him up and down.
Jeremy swallowed hard, 'I am getting a massage like last time aren't I?'
'And what happened last time?'
Jeremy felt himself blush, 'you know.'
'I don't.'
'When you...' his sentence petered out.
Donna smiled, 'your face, I'm only teasing you. You shall get a massage, but it might not be like last time.'
'Oh...'
'Perhaps we might go a bit further this time, would you like that?'
Jeremy nodded excitedly, 'shall I take my clothes off?'
'Yes, all of them.'
'What about...' his voice petered out.
'You want me to take, all my clothes off too?'
He nodded unable to speak.
She smiled looking him up and down as she slowly began to undress, 'okay then, but I'm keeping my knickers on.'
'Can I...'
'Yes you can play with my tits, you liked doing that didn't you?'
'Yes,' he groaned, 'very much.'
Jeremy stood admiring Donna in her knickers, made up of a black triangle of mesh-like material at the front held by two tiny straps one of which cut through her tattoo. Best of all, the material was see-through which afforded him the first view of her neatly trimmed pubic hair. The image in marked contrast to most of the women he had seen on-line who were shaved.
Donna noticed him staring and looking down at her knickers remarked, 'can you see?'
He nodded.
'You like?'
'Yes,' he spluttered.
'I used to be fully shaved for my boyfriend, but not now, but I like to keep it trimmed.'
'I really...'
'What is it Jeremy?'
'Would you be able to let me see you?'
'You want me to take my knickers off for you?'
He nodded, 'would you?'
'Cheeky, my knickers stay on,' she paused before whispering, 'for the moment.'
As Donna looked on, Jeremy removed the remainder of his clothes conscious that he was fully aroused.
'I can see you're looking forward to your massage.'
Aware she was looking at his arousal, Jeremy nodded.
'Onto the table then.'
'How do you want me?'
'Lie on your back, I can see there's some localised swelling we need to work on.'
Jeremy got onto the massage table and laid on his back as instructed whilst Donna applied some oil to her hands. As she slowly walked towards he was afforded an even clearer view of her panties.
Donna was at the edge of the massage table as Jeremy gulped in air at the sight before him. For less than a foot away from him was her barely covered pussy. The see-through black material stretched tight against it. Close up the short pussy hair was darker than her hair colour but matched the colour of her eye-brows. As he continued staring Donna began her massage.
Recalling her words the previous week when he had tried to worm his way into her jeans and summoning up all his courage Jeremy tentatively stroked along the material of her knickers. Donna did not react and he wondered if he had done the wrong thing.
A few moments later Donna, seemingly oblivious to his touches, commented, 'oh no I've run out of oil, I'm just going to get some more,' as she stopped the massage and went over to the drawer where Kayleigh kept her oils. She opened the top drawer and rooted round for a bottle of massage oil. But something reflective caught her eye, Donna looked again, the dirty slut, she thought to herself as she retrieved a bottle.
Donna curled her hands round his shaft, slippery with massage oil and slowly began to wank him as she thought about her very recent discovery and even toyed with the idea of using one.
Jeremy looked up at Donna her large breasts hanging down invitingly as he reached up to stroke them. But he wanted to go that bit further, so with his hand he went lower touching her tummy circling round the stud in her navel. He held his breath, closed his eyes and wished, wished she would let him, would not protest as his hands snaked lower lower down her smooth stomach. The tips of his fingers came into contact with her knicker elastic and they burrowed under down further until they reached her pubic hair. Jeremy gasped as he touched it for the first time.
Would she let him touch her properly? Slip a finger inside her? His nervous and inexperienced fingers went lower, lower, he heard Donna give a moan, read it of encouragement as he sneaked further down.
He groaned as Donna began to increase the strokes, he would soon cum but he wanted to touch her first. He pressed this time Donna's moan was more audible, down even further the tips of his fingers encountered moisture he tentatively rubbed.
This time Donna gave out a proper moan as she gripped even tighter and really began to pump his cock as she leant over him so her nipples were close to his soon to ejaculate cock.
Seeing her nipples so close was a vision from heaven as intuitively he licked one, before taking it in his mouth and sucking hard.
He heard Donna gasp, before he let out a long groan of his own as the first arc of cum shot out the top of his cock splattering all over Donna's breasts. Donna gave a gasp as she directed his erupting cock to her breasts.
'Oh Jeremy,' she exclaimed as he finally stopped and she stood up and moved away, thus removing his hands from her knickers, 'look!'
Jeremy looked at his handy-work. Her breasts were covered in his semen which slowly began to run down her cleavage and onto her stomach.
'You've made a right mess,' as she placed the palm of her hand on her stomach preventing a blob of his cum running down to her knickers.
'Sorry.'
'It's okay,' smiling as she began to rub it into her breasts, 'supposed to be good for the skin,' she said by way of explanation, 'plus it's sexy.'
Jeremy gasped.
'But now I can't put my clothes on like this, I'll have to have a shower. Do you mind?'
'Sorry.'
'If I jump in with you?'
Jeremy gulped.
'We can soap each other down if you like?' Maintaining eye contact Donna continued as she pointed at her panties, 'I better get these off too,' as moments latter she eased them down her legs.
Jeremy's cock had barely wilted but seeing Donna's pussy properly for the first time soon had his erection returning with a vengeance.
'Come on Jeremy stop staring and into the shower,' as she ushered him off the massage table and into the shower.
The shower cubicle was in the corner of the room and entry was gained by a perspex water-tight door. As Jeremy entered he felt Donna's hands on his buttocks, 'bit further in, I need to close the door.'
He moved forward so he was facing the wall, Donna leant round him and turned on the shower. Jeremy shivered as an icy blast covered him but the water soon became warm.
Donna's breasts squashed again him as he felt his own sticky cum on his back as she leant forward to get some shower jell.
'Shall we soap you down and get rid of all the mess?' Donna did not wait for a reply as she ran a soapy hand over Jeremy's cock, surprised at how hard it remained, 'does it ever go down?'
