Chapter 30: It’s A Long Weekend

After lunch, things went smoothly. Sadie had things down pat, and I had time to pee or grab some tea between clients.

Things went well until the seventh client in the afternoon. It was a male client named Rory Finley. Rory is about 5’ 11”, but he’s rather muscular with a narrow waist.

I said, “What do you do, sir, for a living?”

“I own a construction company. I started out as a brick mason and made enough money to begin building spec houses. I grew from that.”

I couldn’t help but see that Sadie was enamored with Rory’s body. My extrasensory magic noticed it and smelled her desire for him. He couldn’t keep his eyes off Sadie, either. I wonder if her scent is working on him.

Somewhere, somehow, her top two buttons had come loose. They showed just enough cleavage that he was glancing at her boobs often. She has a pair of lovely B’s with pale pink areolas and pointy little nipples attesting to her youth and vigor ... as well as her interest in Rory.

Sadie wants Rory. I should do something about that.

I don’t think she knew she was giving him a tantalizing view. Her eyes are single-mindedly laser-locked to his quite naked body.

When she was helping him undress, he just stood there like a mannequin as she removed his clothes. His interest was self-evident when she drew his shorts down, and it almost sprang up in her face.

I heard a soft ‘Oh’ from her. She leaned forward, wanting to rub her cheek on it. He was thunderstruck. She eventually shook her head and managed to get him on the table. I’m having a hard time not bursting into laughter.

I said, “Sadie, hon, I need his knees wide apart.”

I heard her voice squeak, “Yes,” as she leaned in to spread Rory’s legs. She stood there staring at his unmistakable desire for her. What? She had seen me naked, yet she wants an older, hairy guy? I think she might go for guys who look brawnier.

I quickly Tellenia-ha’d his front and had Sadie turn him over. I removed all the hair from his back.

I said, ‘Sadie, I need to take a break to pee and get a drink. Would you check Mr. Finley all over so we know all his hair is removed? Start at his face and gently work your way down; you have seen me do that with women. Check both sides, please; you have plenty of time to do a good job.”

I looked back as I left. She was beside him and caressing his face as I closed the door.

I stood in the doorway of the break room until I saw him leave. Her frock was in her hand. When I walked into the room, I smelled that they had sex.

I asked, “Was that your first time?”

She looked at me l until her mind shifted into gear.

She said, “How can you tell?”

I saw tears. I went and cuddled her gently.

“It’s OK, dear. I saw you wanted him.”

She said, “We have a date for after work! He said he loves Me; no woman has ever treated him the way I did.”

“All I did was gently check his depilation all over, as you instructed me to do. He pulled me up onto him, and wow, did we do it. It was my first time. We both cum together. I never felt close to a man before, but I wanted it, I WANTED RORY!”

I said, “If he steals you from me, you have to train your replacement.” I made her cum a tiny one while she was still thinking about Rory.

She nodded, her face in my neck as I held her. She had seen what I do, and she used it on him; he went at her like a hungry bass, but she got the worm. I think it was her pretty light pink areolas and tiny nipples. She put her smock on and left to get my next client.

I said, “Please get dressed; we have more customers.”

I opened the door for a minute so some of the smells would leave. She got to me. Hugging me while she was still naked was surreal.

My last client for the day was Ayleen Turner, a tall, willowy redhead. She was soon stripped by Sadie and on the table. I almost cried. She had a full bush of flaming red pubic hair. And I DID NOT want to remove her bush. Was she a pretty teenager of maybe 16?

I explained about putting my forehead against her vulva and my hands on her underarms. This world is so patriarchal; women just let you do what you want to do. It took me weeks to figure that out.

I put my head to Ayleen’s pussy and smelled her cunt. Oh sweet Jesus, she smells heavenly.

I didn’t ask; I just gently removed her cherry. I did her hair removal, then leaned back to look at her bald, puffy vulva. Her inner lips are really red. I had to taste her again.

Did I make her puffy down there? I love a long, comfortable screw, and banging a bony pudenda wasn’t my idea of fun.

I used Chookxa three times in slow succession. On the third go around, I slotted my glans in her opening and looked at her face. She silently nodded yes, so I gently slid home inside her. Her cunt quivered and delightfully squeezed me.

I moaned, “You are so hot and wet inside, Ayleen”

She said, “What is happening? I have never felt this way before, so full. I feel complete for a change.”

I said, “Some women can enjoy sex. All I did was show you that you are one of them. If you treat your future man tenderly, you can do this again and again.”