Kendra and I had been working together at the day spa for almost a year when I finally booked my first appointment with her. I hadn't been sure if she was into women or not but the week before she had finally said something that led me to believe that she was. I had been fantasizing about her since we had first met. I ran the front desk and booked all of the appointments. I noticed that Kendra had a lot of repeat clients and everyone always had positive things to say about her. I began to watch her more closely and the more I saw, the more she became the center of my fantasy sex life.
I wasn't getting a lot of sex and maybe that's why I couldn't stop my fantasies about Kendra. I imagined booking myself an appointment with her and sitting in her chair. Her hands always slipped under the sheet and grazed my breasts. I had to try my best to slow my breathing enough so that she wouldn't see how aroused I was to have her fingers near my nipples. I longed for her to touch my nipples and in my fantasies, I always came as she touched them for the first time. I came hard and screamed loudly in the privacy of my bedroom.
"Kendra! Kendra yes!" I screamed as I came. It was always so good but I was terrified to actually book a real appointment with her.
"You should just do it," my best friend, Kennedy always told me. She was the only person I had confided in about my feelings for Kendra. Just go and let her put her hands all over you. Even if nothing happens, you'll have material to think about instead of just your imagination." She had a good point and so the very next day I made my appointment with Kendra. She noticed me on her schedule right away.
"Lany! Is this you on my schedule?" she smiled warmly at me. "I'm flattered you chose me out of all the estheticians here!"
"Of course I did. You're the best," I told her and I meant it. She was definitely the hottest esthetician.
"I can't wait to get my hands on you!" she giggled and I thought I saw her wink at me but I couldn't be sure. I felt myself flush with embarrassment. Kendra was so fucking pretty and I wanted her so much. Waiting all week for my appointment was torturous and by the time I found myself in Kendra's chair I was more than ready. I had been fantasizing nonstop about how sexy she was, imagining us naked and rubbing our pussies together. I knew I'd been watching too much porn. Kendra was going to give me a facial and that was it. I needed to get my mind out of the gutter.
"Come on in and get comfortable. Go ahead and take off your clothes and get under this sheet." She winked at me again and this time I was sure I had seen it.
"Okay, sure." I was pretty sure that people didn't get naked for facials but I was going to go along with whatever Kendra had in mind for me. I took off my clothes and got under the sheet, my pussy wet and hoping that Kendra's touch on my skin was enough to get me through. I was so fucking horny and I knew that just her touching my face was enough to set me off. I waited for Kendra, my mind rolling through all the sexual things I wanted her to do to me.
"Ready" Kendra called through the door.
"Yes!"
"Okay, so lets put on some relaxing music. How does that sound?"
"Good."
"Close your eyes and relax," she cooed and I did my best to do so. She began to clean my face with a cotton ball soaked in some kind of astringent. Even this simple action was sensual for me. I could feel my juices really flowing as Kendra rubbed my face until it was clean. Then she began to massage some kind of lotion into my skin with her fingers. I realized that she wasn't wearing gloves and I wondered if she was supposed to be. Most of the other estheticians wore them when they were with clients. I was about to say something when Kendra made a move I wasn't expecting.
"So, Lany, I've noticed how you look at me all the time like you want something. You want to tell me what it is you want?" Her voice was sexy and I had never heard it like that. I wanted her so fucking much.
"I want you," I told her and she smiled widely.
"I thought so. I didn't think you were a lesbian at first but I see now that you are into women. Am I right?"
"Yeah. You're right."
"Would you be upset if I kissed you?" Kendra looked down at me and before she kissed me I could feel her hands slipping under the sheet to grab my right breast. She massaged it gently as she stared down into my eyes. I gasped as the pleasure of her fingers touching my nipple hit home.
"Kendra..."
