Sophie sat nervously in the chair at the salon, waiting to be called. She absentmindedly flipped through an issue of Cosmopolitan, unable to focus on 50 New Tricks to Try in Bed or How to Decode His Facial Expressions. She had decided to get a brazilian wax as a surprise for her new boyfriend, Sean. Secretly, she hoped it would encourage him to go down on her, which he had yet to do in their six weeks as a couple. However, she was quite nervous. She had never gotten anything waxed before, and had heard it could be quite painful. The logistics also worried her a bit. Would she be totally bare from the waist down? Would things be awkward during the wax? What if it hurt so much that she screamed or cried?
To reassure herself, Sophie thought of her friend Beth, who got waxed every single month. "It's no big deal," Beth had said. "Want me to go with you?".
Bringing a friend had seemed even more embarrassing to Sophie than going by herself. As she sat waiting, she released her long brown hair from its ponytail and twisted it into a bun. Her appointment was with Lisa. What would Lisa be like? The woman on the phone had said, "Lisa is one of our most popular technicians. She always takes good care of her clients." What did that even mean? Sophie hoped that meant it wouldn't hurt too much.
"Sophie?" A woman emerged from a room to Sophie's right. She had golden blonde hair braided back into a bun, and was tall and slender. She looked to be in her mid-twenties, a couple years older than Sophie's 21, and she was absolutely gorgeous. Her smile made the skin around her eyes crinkle as she watched Sophie put down her magazine and get up.
"Um, yes. I'm Sophie," she replied awkwardly. Lisa greeted her with a warm handshake and led her into the room. It was small, with a massage table in the back next to a cart of waxing supplies.
"Just go ahead and get undressed from the waist down, and lie here on the table." Lisa smiled and turned her back as Sophie slipped off her flip flops, pulled off her denim skirt and panties, and lay down on the table.
"So, what are we doing today? Everything off? Or a strip in the middle?" asked Lisa.
Sophie hadn't considered this. "Everything off, I guess. Please."
Lisa smiled. "First time?"
Sophie grimaced. Was it that obvious? "Yes," she admitted.
"Don't worry," replied Lisa. "You are going to be just fine." She winked. "And, whoever the lucky man is, he is going to love it."
Sophie hoped so. She tried to relax as Lisa sprinkled baby powder between her legs, then asked her to bend her right knee out to the side.
Sophie then felt how Lisa spread hot wax on an area of her inner thigh, pressed a paper into it, and then yanked the paper off. Sophie's body automatically stiffened, but the pain was bearable. Lisa pressed her fingers down on the area that had just been waxed, and looked up at Sophie.
"All right, honey?" Sophie managed to smile and nod. God, Lisa was beautiful! She could have been a model or a movie star, Sophie thought. What was she doing working in a salon?
Lisa continued to work, waxing Sophie's inner thighs and on top of her pelvic bone. While Sophie didn't like the pain each time the paper was ripped off, she enjoyed having the hot wax spread on her skin. It had the consistency of honey. And she breathed a sigh of relief each time she felt the pain wear off and Lisa's hand pressing down on her skin.
"We use a hard wax for the lips, because it hurts less," Lisa explained, as she applied a thicker, black wax to Sophie's labia. Lisa spread Sophie's lips slightly to avoid getting any wax in the middle. "It has to harden for a bit," Lisa continued, and she pulled out a pair of tweezers. "I'll just get a few stray hairs while we wait."
Sophie felt tiny twinges of pain as Lisa worked with the tweezers. However, she was mainly concerned with how it would feel when the black wax was pulled off. Also, after she pulled it off, would Lisa put her fingers on Sophie's labia to ease the pain? Sophie found herself hoping she would.