Em laughs and stands up to lean across the table to slap at him.
Steve smiles and shakes his head at Jax’s silliness. “We wouldn’t do that, I think. Redheads are so hard to manage!”
Everybody cracks up. They carry on with their meal, smiling at each other, twirling their spaghetti and, especially, laughing at Steve as he negotiates trying to down the too-big chunk of meatball he just forked-off.
Jackson volunteers, “I checked the tub temp just before sitting down, Steve. 95 degrees.”
“Thanks. Almost there. Not a bad temp for playing around, either. You left the cover on, didn’t you?”
“Yep. We’re good.”
Emily changes the subject, “Stevie? Did you talk to your lawyer about Deb’s problem?”
“Oh! Thank you for reminding me! Yes I did. Bottom line is we can’t do anything until it becomes an in-person threat. Deb’s next move is to change her phone number. Ugly, I know, but it is something in her control.”
“Well that’s a pain-in-the-ass.”
“Agreed. Hey, Cy? Did you get that appointment for Em?
“Yep. 2:30 Saturday.”
“What appointment?” Emily pushes back.
“Sergio. He said you’re probably due.”
“I was planning on waiting another week. Why the rush?”
Steve fills her in. “We are going to have special guests Sunday night. I thought you’d want to look your best for them.”
“Oh? Somebody new?”
“To you and Jax. Our lawyer and his wife.”
“Why? Don’t they play with the rest of your friends?”
“No. We have to do this very much behind closed doors. More than usual. He’s a retired judge, and has been considering running for the bench again.”
“Holy shit, Steven! Is he one of the names you dropped when you were arguing with that cop?”
“Uh huh.”
“No wonder he backed off. What are they like?”
“Cy’s and my ages. He’s a nice guy. We don’t keep in touch like we should, but he and Doris are good friends. We’ve been swapping with them nearly as long as with Tom and Claire.”
Cyan interrupts, “And he’s a really good fuck. You’ll like ‘im.”
“How about her?” Em has to ask.
“Straight.”
“Too bad. Not even curious?”
“Nope. She’ll glom onto Steve and fuck ‘im ’til his cock’s raw. Doesn’t even give me a second look. We only see them once or twice a year.”
“So I guess now’s my chance to make a first impression with another guy in a position of power.”
“Yep!” Steve answers. “Just be yourself, sweetie. Including answering the door naked. They surely know our playful side, and you’re certainly a key part of it now.”
“Okay. This Saturday with Sergio is fine, I guess. Do I?”
“Tip him? I don’t see why not.”
“Just wanted to be sure.”
“All I ask is for you to say ‘hi’ for me when he’s about to cum.”
“Steven!” Cyan scolds. And laughs. “He wasn’t particularly amused when I did that today!”
“I want to make it a running joke with ‘im. I’m going to suggest the other ladies do it, too.”
Cy huffs, “You can be just awful sometimes!” And laughs again.
Em and Jax are chuckling and shaking their heads at Steven’s nonsense.
“Clear the table and hit the tub?” Jackson proposes.
Nods all around, and everybody rises for their share of the chores.
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Tinkle-tinkle! Tinkle-tinkle!
The gentle door annunciator at Sergio’s salon welcomes Emily into the anteroom of his body aesthetics studio. He is a popular aesthetician servicing many of Taylorville’s attractive and very fine ladies.
Serge is escorting his previous appointment to the door. “Thank you very much, Mrs. Hansen. See you next month?”
“Of course, Sergio. Our standing day and time, right?”
“Yes, ma’am. You have a good rest of your day.”
Tinkle-tinkle! Tinkle-tinkle! as Mrs. Hansen exits.
“Hey little girl,” Sergio chuckles to Emily. “You ready?”
“Yes I am! You have anything left for me? Mrs. Hansen didn’t use you up, did she?”
“Gawd no, Em! Are you kidding?”
“I am, Serge,” she chuckles. “Lemme guess — facial hair.”
“Good guess! Come on back and let’s get you on the table. Deluxe Brazilian today, as usual?”
“Yep.”
He holds back the curtain for her to step in. Once he lets it fall back, she removes her top and shorts, hanging both on the pegs for that purpose. Taking her top off certainly isn’t required by the procedure, it’s simply yet another opportunity to be naked for an appreciative audience.
And it gets results. Sergio responds with a soft wolf-whistle.
“So amazing, every time I see you. You have quite the bod, girlie. We never talked about it. Do you workout?”
“Not in a gym or anything like that. But I guess we can call frequent sex an exercise program. Good for toning abs and glutes, I think.”
Sergio laughs. “‘Frequent’ is an understatement with you and your gang. Your Steven is such a horndog. Here. Let me help you up.”
He gives her a little boost to the table, pausing as he cups a butt cheek.
“Hey, Serge. I’ve avoided this question… just ‘cuz, I guess… but, really, how many of your clients tip you the way Cy and I do?”
“Oh, gosh. Several. You know some of them, of course. I need you to spread a little.”
He pauses to apply lotion on Em’s labia and mons, also catching spots he noticed on her perineum.
“Oo! That feels nice. Do me a favor, Serge. Why don’t you get naked for me now? I like watching your cock and balls waggle around while you work.”
“Gawd, Emily. Are you always this horny?”
He complies, removing his scrubs for her.
“Just about. Is that a problem? Nice view. Thanks.”
“I guess not. Do Steve and Jax really keep up with you?”
“Steve sort of can. But what I really love about Steve is his encouragement and support of my appetite for men in general. I’m a slut, you know.”
“Too cute to be a slut. But whatever. I’m going to let the lotion sit for a couple of minutes. I may need to work it in.”
“Like before. You’re more than welcome to ‘slip’.”
“No, not with this stuff. Later. Pardon me for asking, but do you keep score? How many have you had?”
“Honestly? Too many to count. Several hundred, at least.”
“And you haven’t had problems? Like diseases?”
“Nope. I have a strategy. I target married guys, for one thing.”
“Oh, really?”
“Really. They’re heavily invested in keeping clean in that way.”
“What about all the swinging?”
“Still mostly married guys. Singles in most groups are vetted. Steve’s a real stickler about that. Gawd. You know that!”
“So that’s why he’s so anal about… ohgawd… am I about to make a sick pun?”
“Anal sex? He’s already rubbing off on you, Serge!” Emily laughs.
Sergio deeply sighs.
“Steve and I are kindred spirits, Sergio. I love my Jackson, but Steven and I are partners in a really sexy and joyous life together.”
“You ready for me to do the wax?”
“Go right ahead.”
“You have a really pretty pussy, Em. And I’ve seen a lot of ’em.”
“Thanks! Have you done anybody else today?”
“Oh, it’s been busy. Saturdays usually are. Almost booked solid, which is why I suggested to Cyan that she let you know I had openings.”
“Fuck, Serge. You know what I mean.”
“I was trying my best to be a gentleman, Em. No, actually.”
“You said you have several clients you fuck.”
“If you forced me to sit down and count, it would be less than one a day each month. That’s manageable. You do realize when you schedule an appointment, I have a cheat sheet of the clients who screw me as their tip, and I don’t schedule two on the same day.”
“Makes sense. How many are doing you on the sly?”
“Most. You and your friends are notable exceptions.”
“Too bad. That certainly explains why you were so jumpy around Steve. He likes you, you know.”
“I’m getting that impression. I’ll admit I find him to be an interesting guy. For one thing, for being as unassuming as he seems to be, he’s one helluva chick magnet.”
“Genuinely loving, trustworthy, and non-threatening is a lot of it. And his playfulness and wacky sense of humor is so disarming.”
“Ready for the first pull?”
“Do it, maestro!”
It goes on like this for a half-hour as Sergio neatly grooms Emily’s nether regions. She’s been doing “Brazilian”-style waxing for years, although out in California they called total pubic hair removal like this “Hollywood-style”. She got past the discomfort with the process a long time ago. However…
“Serge? I’m used to it, but I could barely feel the pulls this time. What are you doing now that’s different?”
“New lotion, the oil I spread on you before the wax. It has a mild numbing agent. I’m glad you noticed. That’s why I couldn’t touch your clit with it — I don’t think you would want that considering what’s next in your treatment today. You ready?”
“Uh huh. That cream you use after is wonderful. You gonna make me cum first?”
“Yep. I have two special creams. First, this moisturizer makes everything all comfy on the outside. And then I have my own personally formulated special cream I inject inside you with a tool only found in my salon.”
Em laughs! “You have been hanging around Steve too much! Yeah. If you wanna get me off first that would be great!”
Sergio gently masturbates Emily, rubbing her clit, caressing her labia, pressing two and then three fingers into her vagina probing for her G-spot. No cunnilingus, however, which would have some infection risk after a waxing like this. She bucks a little into his clit massaging, then relaxes into a soft orgasm. Not a screamer, just a satisfying release.
She whispers, “(Now.)”
“Let me prepare that special instrument.”
“It looks ready to me.”
Serge chuckles, climbs onto the table, probes her valley with his fat penis tip, and presses in.
“How you can be so tight after, as you admitted, taking hundreds of cocks is beyond me. But thank you for that.”
“Get ‘er done, Serge. I’m going to let it drip today.”
“To rub Steve’s nose in it?”
“Ew. No. Not that! Just to put a smile on his face. It’s about compersion, Serge. You will eventually understand our relationship. You close?”
“Real close.”
A few more thrusts balls deep, and Sergio arches his back clearly ready to release into Em. She grins in anticipation of what’s coming next.
Sergio takes a deep breath and stiffens, pushing hard into Emily with each ejaculation.
“Serge? Steve asked me to tell you ‘Hi!’ for him.”
“Fuck.” He’s trying to catch his breath. “Just fuck.” Another deep breath with a final push and cum. “Not you too!”
Emily laughs. Sergio sighs in admission that he’s sort of being had by Steve’s wives.
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