Monday, Deanna was tired after a long day. She was pleased with the number of customers that had rolled into her tanning salon and felt better about her decision to open the place. One of the side perks she discovered was the number of beautiful women and men she had been able to check out when there was an issue with the beds. She'd go in to help them out, and fully half would let their towel drop "accidentally." She gave off heat; they felt it, and she was proud. They were customers, though, so she didn't touch them but definitely lingered long enough that she often found they had to self-pleasure in the bed after she wound them up.
That day, probably for the first time in the long weeks since she started the place, she had really let herself get lost in this instead of just thinking about the business. In bed number one, several college girls came in at the same time and ran around naked in the rooms like it was a sorority party. Their tight bodies started Deanna's passion that day. Several businessmen had come in, and thinking they could entice her, they had made it a point to let her see them in various states of undress. While she kept her cool demeanor, she was dying to get her hands on their cocks. It was like that all day until now, the end of the day, and she couldn't wait for the last customers to leave at 8:30 so she could masturbate away all of the tension from the day.
8:25. The last two customers, another pair of college girls, were dressing after a long session, which was too long for Deanna in her present state. She had just finished cleaning the facility and was eagerly looking at her wristwatch when, to her chagrin, she heard the sound of the front door opening and another customer coming in. "Oh, no!" she thought. She could feel the tension in her loins drop.
As she approached the door, she saw a fairly tall brunette in a long coat facing away out the door.
"Can I help you?" Deanna inquired.
"Yes, I would like a long session for my body." Said the stranger, not turning around.
What an odd thing to say, Deanna thought. She realized she was too tired and could handle turning one customer away in the interest of taking care of her own needs.
"I am sorry, but we are closing now."
"Oh, that is too bad. I was so looking forward to getting on one of the beds." As she said this, the stranger turned around, and to Deanna's surprise, it was her half-Asian, hotter than hell, bisub Jessica. Even more surprising was that Jessica opened the jacket and stood there in high heels, stockings, and a garter belt. "Are you sure you couldn't make an exception this one time?" She said with a nasty grin.
Deanna couldn't resist. This is what she was looking forward to all day. She moved quickly across the room and planted a deep kiss on Jessica's lips. Soon, they were in a heavy embrace with tongues racing between their mouths, bodies rubbing up against one another, and hands groping frantically. They were so lost they did not hear the door to room three open up, and the two college girls, a tight-bodied 20-year-old with long blonde hair and the other, an equally hot, light-skinned black girl of the same age, walked out of their session. "Oh my God!" They stood there in gaped mouth amazement.
Jessica and Deanna wheeled around in shock; still embracing, Deanna's fingers buried in Jessica's pussy, they stared at the girls. Deanna quickly came to her senses. "How was your session?" She said very matter-of-factly.
"Uh, fine." One of them stuttered.
Deanna smiled very businesslike, "Well, you are all paid up, so is there anything else you would like tonight?"
Jessica was surprised by Deanna's calm in the situation. She was so caught off guard that she hadn't even bothered to close her coat.
The black girl smiled and said, "Uh nothing."
But the Blonde stopped her friend and, with an earnest look at Deanna, said, "Can we watch?"
Jessica was shocked. The second friend was in shock. Deanna smiled brightly, "Absolutely."
Together, the four of them went back to the biggest room. Deanna guided the two of them to a long bench and sat them very close together.
Then Deanna ordered Jessica to the center of the room to undress. Bashful and embarrassed but always wanting to satisfy her mistress's desire, Jessica stood in the center of the room and allowed her coat to fall to the ground.
"Now, touch your breasts," Deanna ordered.
Jessica stared right at her and obliged, rubbing her perfect breast and taking special notice of her nipples. Her eyes were half closed as the sensation of her touch, as ordered by her mistress, shivered through her body.
"And now spread your legs and touch your pussy for me."