Chapter 10

“Hopefully, Janet,” I said, making a show of reading her name tag. “My wife is interested in learning more about your spa facilities.”

“Oh, of course,” she said. “Follow this hallway to the end, and make a left just before the exit door. The spa, pool, and exercise rooms are in that area. You’ll find literature about our services at the entrance to the facility, and there are attendants to assist you.”

“Would you mind showing us?” Azelia asked. She fixed her emerald eyes on the blond, and I could hear Janet’s breath catch in her throat.

“Not at all,” she replied. There was a hint of the nipples on her small breasts hardening under her tailored uniform blouse. “Please follow me.”

As we walked, Azelia whispered to me, “I can smell her.”

“Yes, my love, I can too. Let’s see what you can do with her. Use your eyes and your charms. You may be surprised at what you can accomplish.”

We followed our prey down the hallway, watching her trim, firm ass move in the pencil skirt she wore. When we got to the door to the spa area, she stood to the side to allow us to enter.

“Here we are,” she said.

Azelia looked straight into Janet’s eyes. “Would it be too much trouble for you to show us around?”

“No trouble at all, Miss,” she answered in a soft voice. There was color in her cheeks.

We followed her through the door. Azelia grinned at me as she sniffed the air. I could hear the Hunger in her.

“Could show us the changing rooms?” Azelia asked, touching Janet on the arm and fixing her gaze.

The blond shuddered slightly, her nipples now obvious, her aroma filling the air. “I would like that very much,” she breathed.

We went into a room lined with small, enclosed stalls guests could use for privacy while changing clothes, and a bank of lockers and compartments for storage.

“Are you cold?” Azelia said to the blond, gesturing at her hard nipples.

“No, Miss, not at all. In fact, I think it’s rather warm in here. It’s just that I’m so, ... I feel so,...”

“Aroused?” Azelia asked.

Janet blushed visibly. “Yes,” she said under her breath.

“Maybe we can help you with that,” Azelia said, motioning toward one of the stalls.

“Maybe you can,” the girl whispered, unbuttoning her blouse as she moved toward the enclosures.

Before I latched the door, Janet was down to her bra, thong, and hold-up stockings, standing against the wall of the cubicle, a mixture of lust and bewilderment on her pretty face. Azelia pulled off her shirt and wriggled out of her shorts to stand naked before us.

“Will you take me from behind me while I lick her?” Azelia asked me.

“Would you like that?” I said to Janet. “Would you like to watch me fuck my darling while she licks your wet cunt?”

Janet shivered as though she were deathly cold. Her little nipples were straining against her bra, and a droplet of syrupy clear moisture dripped from her thong-covered slit. The perfume of her pussy was making me very hard, and very Hungry. I had to fight with myself to remember that Azelia needed to do this on her own.