Realising that my pussy was once again crying out for it's waxed Brazilian I decided to try the last beauty therapists that had recently opened in the shopping mall. It was advertising special offers complete with a personal service that would make you coming back for more. I made the appointment.
I dropped my children off at school and headed to the plush salon. The young lady who was to wax me was very attentive and extremely slim and beautiful but then again that is the image that they have to portray. She began by asking me to remove my pants and skirt and lay on the bed. She massaged the area first saying that it would help with the slight pain of the waxing making the hairs easier to remove. She carefully spread the hot wax onto my pubic hair and began to strip it. Very soon the top part of my pussy was wonderfully smooth. She squeezed some moisturiser onto her hands and gently massaged it into my smooth pussy. Then she asked me to get on all fours with my legs apart so that she could strip the next area. OK interesting way of doing it I thought. She slid her hand past my arse and held my pussy lips together with one of her long fingernails resting very close to my clit. Once again she spread the hot wax over my lips and began to strip, all the while her elegant nail was tickling my clit and I was getting very moist. I moved my hips to allow her closer access to my clit and feeling that she was in agreement let her tantalise it further. Suddenly she stopped as she heard the door of the room open. The female voice asked if everything was going smoothly and did she need any further assistance. The young lady must have nodded because I did not hear a reply but I need hear the sound of high heels enter the room.