The phone rang in the executive suite just as Hamid finished putting the luggage on the stand.
"Mrs. Smith, the spa is available now if you wish."
"Yes, now would be fine. Ms. Ross suggested I request the platinum package and to ask specifically for Jasmine." Christine said tentatively.
"Wonderful. We are on the mezzanine level and Jasmine ready now to take care of you."
Entering the luxurious spa she was met with the aroma of fresh cut flowers and accepted a glass of champagne.
"Hi. You must be Mrs. Smith. I'm Jasmine. Welcome. Max loves wax. I must have been his time in the movies. He is here every second week himself. He loves everything and everyone smooth, so much so that Ms. Ross and I thought that we would start you off with a wax, then a facial including a mani-pedi, then a massagei and then we'll show you down to the Sephora store off the lobby for the final touch. So plan on being our guest for 2-3 hours. Does that work for you?"
"Oh my goodness, that sounds wonderful. I guess I am in your hands then for the afternoon. Max was in the movies?"
"Yes, both Max and Ross had a very successful movie business. They sold it to get into hotels. They will likely tell you all about this evening. I am supposed to let you know, you have dinner reservations for 6:30 in the main dining room but cocktails will be at 5:30 in the bar. Our schedule should allow you time to change into your outfit. The security camera footage from last night shows you in an asymmetrical body con micro dress. Max indicated that would be perfect for tonight.
"You watched me on the security footage. Wow. I better learn to behave myself in public."
"I didn't watch you but security did. From what I hear, everybody looks forward to how you look and how you take care of the staff. When I said that Max likes smooth, I meant like this" Jasmine said as she took Christine's free hand and pressed the soft fingers against her naked thigh just below the hem of her clinician's white skirt.
"Wow. I use Nair and a razor but I never get it that smooth. That is fabulous. I am so looking forward to it. Will it hurt much?"
"You'll feel a tug when we do up around here." Jasmine offered as she moved her clients hand up until it was on her mons, way up under her uniform.
"But we have special additives in our wax to ease the sting. In addition, we use an all-natural balm that reduces itching and any bumps. We spread that on with our fingers to make sure we get all areas. Then we use a special machine to stimulate blood flow so as to speed healing. All in all it I think you should be very pleased. All of our clients leave relaxed and happy. Nothing to worry about."
"You know the movies is where Max got his name. If it wasn't for them he would have likely been named Clyde after a Clydesdale horse, since he is so endowed.
"Really?"
"Really for sure. Let's get you set up in a private room so you can disrobe, then meet me in Room 7. Take everything off. You will find a robe and slippers in the room."
Christine entered and closed the door to Room 7. A few minutes later, wearing only a sumptuous white robe she was greeted by Jasmine who, surrounded by trays of wax and other clinician supplies, looked very professional. It was however apparent that at least two of her uniform's buttons had been undone. No doubt in anticipation of the effort that was going be required.
"Have you ever been waxed before? I only ask as some people like to start with the front then the back and other like it vice versa."
"No, I haven't been. What do you recommend?"
"Normally, there is more work on the front, so we can get that out the way then have you flip over. If you are ok with that, let me take your robe and you hop up on the table. The room was dimly lit with a bright light on an articulated arm spotlighting the white sheets covering the table. Jasmine held up a sheet as a screen and when Christine had reclined, she draped the sheet carefully over her.
"I'll start with the ear, face and neck area. If you have any little mustache hairs we can get those, then work down your body. Comfy? Would you like some background music to distract you?"
"Yes, perfectly comfortable, thank you. No, I don't need any music, but tell me about Max."
Jasmine smiled at Christine and folded the sheet down below her shoulders. Moving to the head of the table she adjusted the light and dripped a bit of the hot red wax on the left ear lobe.
"Yikes. Sorry. It just startled me I bit, that's all."
"The ear, nipples and vulva are the most sensitive areas. It won't get any worse than that." she said confidently. "As to Max. What can I say? Ross was the brains of the operation and Max was the stud. You know - dumb and hung. Oh, so very hung. He was in the business for about 7 years. Missed the AIDS crisis and got out when the industry moved to mandatory condoms. He hates condoms more than he hates body hair. Ross and Max sold the business, kept the royalties and bought their first hotel. Now they have more and are expanding."
"Wow. What a story. Were they good movies?"
"Not sure, as I am more into women and from what I heard they were mainly straight, but with a few T-girls now and then." Jasmine spoke as she slowly worked her way down Christine's body. Turning down the covering sheet as she went she meticulously removed any small hairs from her neck, upper lip and chest. Taking each arm out from under the sheet, the clinician explored her tanned and toned underarms and forearms.
"Very nice up to this point. Do you mind if I lower the sheet to do your breasts? Many of us, myself included have small hairs on our areolas. Don't want to miss those. It should be warm enough but if not let me know if it isn't."
"I thought you'd never ask." Christine quipped with a big smile and a wink.
"Oh, you are such a tease." Jasmine, looking deeply into her client's eyes, replied wishfully as she grasped the sheet and slowly pulled it down. Exposing her client's breasts slowly was something she enjoyed immensely. The unveiling of nature's gift was a turn on and she was very turned on this very moment. A small gasp came from her lips as the white untanned triangle around each areola was contrasted against the deeply tanned skin. The nipples, a bit red and abused, were becoming erect and swollen.
"Beautiful." she whispered under her breath.
"Pardon. Did you say something?"
"Sorry you heard that. But, I said your breasts are beautiful. They look a little sore but they are gorgeous. Do you pump them?"
"They are a bit sore. I used to pump them but not lately. It must have been the nipple clamps that I wore yesterday. The stainless steel chain was so heavy. That's what likely did it."
"I know what you mean. When I wear clamps I get the same kind of soreness. The weights really stretch them and make them ache. When we are done with your waxing, I have some special cream I can put on them to help them heal. Would you like that? In the meantime, let me finish up here. Then I'll start at the bottom and work my way up."
Jasmine, bending the large engorged nipples out the way with her thumb, carefully cleared a few hairs from the crinkly bumpy areolas. She pushed and moved them like a kid playing a game console. She heard Christine's breathing pause and saw that she had closed her eyes as if to deepen the erotic sensation she was beginning to feel.
"That's it. All done here." she said as she carefully tweaked then planted a small quick kiss on each aching nub. "Let's put the sheet back up to keep you warm."
"I seem to be getting quite hot. I think we could dispense with the sheet don't you?"
"If you are sure, I would be more than happy to."
With the sheet removed and folded, Christine lay naked on the table. Jasmine, moved to the bottom of the table and as she did she raked her fingers lightly down the torso of the prone client. Small bursts of sexual electricity left a trail of goose bumps as her hand continued to trace down her leg to her foot. Standing between Christine's feet she looked up to see the long legs fall slightly apart allowing the red vertical slit of vulva to capture her gaze. She was already hairless as a baby, the clinician noted as she smiled to herself. Carefully holding each foot, Jasmine noticed the rapid shallow breathing of her client. There was an expectation with every inhale that Jasmine would soon respond to. Caressing each foot, she search for any hairs to remove but found none. Holding the ankles, she slowly separated the two legs and slowly slid her hands up the smooth legs toward the knees. Finding them glassy smooth, she moved the knees apart, allowing the inside of the thighs to open.
"That's it, just let your legs relax and open." Jasmine cooed as she let her fingers search the outside of the thighs while her thumbs worked the soft skin of the inner thigh. As she stimulated the erogenous zones of the upper legs, she felt Christine let her knees fall completely apart and her hips thrust upward as if offering herself to Jasmine. Soon darling, very soon, Jasmine thought as her thumbs grazed the opening flower at the center of her sex.
"Do you mind?" she said as undid the remaining buttons on her uniform. The white fabric fell open revealing a bra-less set of breasts - each nipple topped with a gold ring.
