I was very excited to find out that on my birthday, my husband had gotten me a full day spa treatment. When the day finally came, my husband took the kids, and I left for a day of blissful relaxation. I gave my husband a big kiss, and left.
I arrived at the spa, and was greeted by a tall redhead wearing what appeared to be the typical greeter’s uniform, a white button up blouse and a short skirt, with high heals. She was quite beautiful. She said, “You must be Barbara, I’m Susan, and I’m in charge of making your day here as relaxing as possible.” She brought me to a room that was filled with all sorts of equipment that would most likely be used on me throughout the next few hours.
Susan sat me down in a relaxing chair, and started to explain what would be occurring over the next few hours, starting with a manicure and pedicure, a facial and a complete and total body massage. I was very excited and could feel my nipples getting hard as I sat there listening to her. She walked over to the closet and removed a robe, and asked if I wanted a glass of wine, I said yes, and she returned with the wine, and handed me the robe saying, “Remove all of your clothing and place them in this locker. Put the robe on and sit and relax in this chair. We will be getting started in a few minutes.”
As she left the room I felt myself getting excited and somewhat nervous. I had never had this sort of treatment before, and the fact that I would have someone with their hands over me rubbing me down was both exciting and a little scary. I kept telling myself that they were professionals, and they did this all of the time. I drank my wine down quickly removed my clothing and put the robe on and sat down. As I sat there I was rubbing the extremely soft robe when I ran my hand over my nipples, I felt how hard they were. I almost involuntarily slipped my hand inside and started to pinch them. They started to grow harder, and I could feel myself start to get that feeling of arousal when there was a knock at the door, and in came Susan and another stunning young woman I was soon to find out was Susan’s assistant. Her name was Lexi. She was a brunette, not as tall as Susan, but just as big in the chest. She had a slender body, and a tight little ass. She wore a typical outfit, white button down shirt with white pants. She had her long hair up in a way, with some strands hanging out here and there in an almost intentional way.
I was almost hoping that a man would be performing my massage, but somehow I was not disappointed. Susan explained that Lexi would be performing my manicure and pedicure, and she would be doing my facial.
Lexi sat down and started working on my feet. First she bathed them, and then she started rubbing some lotion on them. My feet are very ticklish, but somehow, she never tickled me. In fact it felt very good. Then she placed them in another bath of warm water, and came up and started working on my hands. I found myself intently watching everything she did, even though Susan was starting to work on my facial.
She started my rubbing my neck and then laying my head back and cleaning my face. She then started to rub some different lotions on, and massage my face. As Susan was massaging my face, Lexi was massaging my hands. It was great feeling to be pampered so. I was just sitting there in such a state of relaxation. We held some small talk, just talking about the family, the wife and kids, and how my husband was so wonderful for doing this for me.
Susan started to end up her massage and Lexi was finished with my hands, so she moved back down to my feet, and Susan started to work on the rest of my facial. As I was sitting there Lexi started to massage my feet. It felt great, and as I looked down at her, I noticed she was looking up my robe. It had fallen apart some, and it was probably quite easy to see my pussy. Somehow I didn’t seem offended or nervous; in fact I almost involuntarily spread my legs a little more. She looked away for a minute, but then I noticed she looked even closer. I was somehow flattered and even a little excited about the unprovoked glances.
I moaned a little and how good it felt, reached for some more wine, now my third glass, and shifted slightly in the chair, which now gave her an even better view of my pussy. I looked down at her as she performed her work, and as she would lean over my foot I could see her ample cleavage. I found myself waiting for the moment that I got the best view. As she massaged my foot sitting on that stool, she would place it in her lap and I got the feeling she was rubbing my heal against her own pussy. I was getting excited, and I was surprised. I am not a prude. I had never done anything with a woman before, but I suppose I had a little feeling of wonder, a little fantasy once in a while. Somehow, this was different. She lifted my foot from her lap, and she placed it back down, she spread my legs even wider apart. As she put my other foot in her lap and started to massage it; I again noticed that it seemed to be resting against her pussy. This time I acted as though I were stretching and rubbed my heal against her a little harder. I watched her as her eyes closed slightly for a second.
As I did this I could feel a familiar tingle in my pussy. I was little nervous, because I was getting excited, and my lips were starting to swell. All the time Lexi was stealing glimpses of my swollen pussy.
After what seemed like minutes, but was quite longer Susan had explained that she was finishing up with my facial and Lexi explained she would just be another minute or so. Susan started to rub my shoulders, and it felt great. As her hands moved around my neck, she seemed to rub the front of my shoulders and slightly rub the front of my chest. Her hands would slip just slightly under my robe. I felt myself wanting her hands to go further, and reach my nipples, which desperately needed some more attention. I noticed that my robe was now laying open so my cleavage was showing.
I felt a little strange to be laying their with my legs spread wide open, Lexi staring at my pussy, and wanting Susan to take my nipples in her hands. But I was feeling good, and I was going to make the most of it.
Soon Lexi was done, and she got up and gave me a smile. They asked me to get up and lay down on the table. As I got up Susan helped me, maybe the wine was affecting me, Susan walked behind and started to help me remove my robe. I was a little nervous, and Susan could sense this so she explained that they would give me some towels to cover up. I explained that was fine, but realizing they would be seeing everything anyway, explained that it was not necessary. I started to lie on my stomach when they explained that the massage would start after the waxing.
Waxing, I didn’t know there was a waxing. Susan explained that there was a bikini waxing. She told me not to worry, that while a little painful at first; they had a method to soothe the area. I reluctantly said ok, and they started to get their equipment into place. Susan then asked how much hair I would like removed. I guess I looked at her a little strange, and she explained that today, many woman are removing all of their hair, but some just like the bikini area. I said that my husband would love it all gone, but I was unsure.
Then Susan walked over to me, reached down and lifted her skirt revealing no panties and a bald pussy. It looked quite sexy, and while shocked she put her hands on it and showed me how much easier it was to manage. I was watching her move her hand over her pussy intently when she said, “Then away with all of it?” I said I guess so, I said.
Susan stood on one side of me and Lexi on the other. Susan spread my legs and applied the wax and then ripped off the first hairs. As soon as Susan pulled the hair off, Lexi slapped my pussy with her hand, and applied some lotion. There was some pain, and suddenly pleasure. Susan applied another coating of wax, pulled it off and then again Lexi slapped my pussy with her hand and rubbed in the lotion. I was getting so excited. I was looking forward to the next time I would feel the sting of Lexi’s hand slapping my pussy, and then rubbing it. Soon they were down to the sensitive areas of the inside thigh. They could probably see that my breathing was fast, but where they were I am certain that they could see and smell my excitement. Susan spread the wax ripped off some hair and then Lexi slapped my pussy lips. I arched my back, not in pain, but in pleasure as she rubbed the lotion between my legs. “One last time,” Susan said. I was disappointed, I wanted some more. Susan ripped off the hair and Lexi with a little more force then before slapped me square on my pussy lips, and I thought I was going to cum. I bit my lip as she started to rub in the lotion, and occasionally a finger between my lips.
She got a towel and a warm wash cloth and started to wipe my pussy down and clean me up. As I looked down, I could see Susan bent over and I was staring at her ass, and looking at Lexi’s cleavage as she washed me. I was confused because I was looking at them in a very sexual way, a way I had never looked at woman before. Maybe it was the wine?
They asked me to roll over on my stomach, because they were about to start the massage. Susan started to work on my shoulders and Lexi my feet and legs. It felt great, and took my mind temporarily off of my feelings of lust, that is until Susan started to rub my sides. Her hands were slipping down the sides of my breasts, and I had to keep from lifting my breasts off of the table to let her hands keep rapping around to my nipples which were starting to grow again. Lexi started to work her way up my thighs, she pushed my legs apart gently and worked her way up the outside, up to my buttocks, she massaged that a while and this was quite erotic in itself, because she kept spreading my cheeks apart, and it felt as though she would blow on my anus as she did. Soon she started to work her hands back down, this time the inside of my thighs. She took her time working the flesh of my inner thigh. I spread my legs even further, involuntarily hoping she would put her hand back where it was just a short time ago, but she would come within inches of my pussy, but did not touch it again.
