I took a new job a few weeks ago, at an upscale salon. I do mostly manicures and facials, but once in a while, I do a pedicure. Now, in all of my twenty-four years on this earth, I have never thought of feet as erotic, and I have never even dreamed of another woman!
All of that changed yesterday. A young student from the near by university came in for a complete treatment, facial, manicure, pedicure and leg and foot massage.
I got through the facial and manicure just fine, and so did she, but when it came time for the leg massage, things got a little strange. First of all, she wore long pants, so those had to go. I gave her a sheet to throw over her lap, and I started to massage her calves. Of course, as I moved her legs this way and that, I could occasionally see her crotch. No big deal, I mean she and I were pretty much the same, so who cares, you know? Well, just before I finished the first leg, I noticed that her hand was between her legs, covering her mound. I was a little suspicious, but thought that maybe she was just more comfortable in that position.
I took her right leg, preparing to position it across my lap, and I noticed that she had eased her panties over a little and was caressing bare flesh! And I do mean bare, not a hair in sight! I stole a glance at her face and, sure enough, her eyes were barely opened and she was breathing through her mouth.
Like I said, I never thought about other girls before, but knowing she was playing with herself in a crowded salon sent sparks through my pussy! I felt my cunt start to warm up a little! I don't know what came over me, but I slowed down the massage and started to caress her legs more than work the muscles.
The sight of one of her fingers slipping between the folds of her skin and slowly disappearing rewarded me shortly. I felt flushed! I came up with a bold idea. I decided to see if she wanted to move to a private room, because of the crowded room noise, and of course, her near nakedness. When I quietly suggested the move, she looked at me with a kind of strange look, a look of passion or lust. She didn't say anything, just nodded her head and sat up. I gave her a hand standing, and somehow, we left the room holding hands!
"You know, it's kinda warm in here," I said as I closed the door and locked it. "If you want to do away with the sheet, that's Ok with me." I tried to sound nonchalant as I made the offer. "After all, it's just the two of us in here, you might be more comfortable." I smiled as I spoke, but my mouth was so dry, I don't know how I got the words out!
She ditched the sheet and sat down, but not like before. This time her hands were on the chair instead of her body. Neither of us knew what to do, that much was obvious, so I started to resume my massage, all the time wondering how I could get her to let me watch her finger her cunt again. I mean, I couldn't just come right out and ask, you know?
I finished her legs, and then moved my chair so that I could put her foot in my lap. Sitting at her feet and looking straight up her body, I noticed that her panties had a nice wet spot in the crotch. Knowing that I caused it made me feel even more turned on! I guess what I was doing felt pretty good because one of her hands went back between her legs, casually, not with animal passion or anything, just as if it were a reflex or something.
