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."
