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This is a true story. I’ve been to visit an esthetician several times to deal with the annoying problem of back hair. Not that my wife complains, she likes me the way she found me, back hair and all. Sometimes I just want to surprise her – and this was one of those times. For the past several months, as a result of the bad economy I have had to work out of state because that was the only place I could find a job that didn’t require a significant step down in pay or a prolonged round of unemployment. As a result of this arrangement I only get to make it home to see my family every few months. While this is a taxing arrangement, it does afford for some very interesting and hot encounters when we are together. So with hot encounters in mind, and a desire to surprise my wife, I looked in the local yellow pages and found a nearby day spa that offered Brazilian waxing for men. I called the store and set up the appointment with a delightful sounding woman named Tammy, and at the end of the week I would show up in her office for the appointment. Her office and the rest of the day spa was in a fairly non-descript building, in the Arts District, bordering just on the beginning of residential housing and a cozy little uptown area. When I arrived the parking lot was empty but for a single green Mazda Miata, which I guessed belonged to Tammy. It turned out that Tammy was waiting for me in her car. My appointment was technically after hours for the day spa, so she was waiting to go inside with me to avoid missing almanbahis şikayet me if she were working in back or something. When Tammy stepped from her car I was struck by two things – her age, and how cute she was. She was easily 50 years old, if not older, but she was dressed in clothing that belied her age and she pulled the look off well. Obviously she understood fashion and she had a good sense of what worked for her. She was wearing a low-cut v-neck t-shirt that accentuated her breasts very well, yoga pants, fashionable and comfortable shoes, and both of her wrists had charm bracelets. Between her breasts a gold peace sign dangled from a necklace enticingly. I’m a natural flirt, which my wife will readily admit to anyone she talks to should the subject come up, so I began flirting with Tammy almost before we were even inside the front door. She was a very petite woman, maybe 98 pounds if she was lucky, with medium length red hair, obviously augmented D-cup breasts, a nicely toned ass was visible through her yoga pants, and a beautiful winning smile. As we made our way back to her office our banter continued as she and I discussed what I wanted done. “I think I’d like to surprise my wife with a Brazilian wax.” “Really? Is this your first time getting waxed?” She asked. “Well, I’ve had my back and shoulders done a few times, but I’ve never been brave enough to get the male Brazilian before.” I replied. “You might want to reconsider whether or not you have the balls this time. almanbahis canlı casino It’s not an easy thing for most guys the first time around.” Courage steeled against the possibility of the pain, I told Tammy that I was willing to try just about anything once – even this. Turning to her wax pots and other tools of the trade Tammy said, “Alright, take your pants and underwear off and get on the chair here. Lean back and get comfortable.” So while she prepared her tools, I proceeded to get ready for her worst. Within minutes her waxing equipment was ready and she turned around to get a closer look at what she was working with. While she was readying her equipment, I got into the chair, which resembled a dentists chair, without the arms. Now, I’m not like a lot of guys on this site, and others. I’m not going to tell tall tales about how she was shocked by the sight of my nine inch cock. I don’t have nine inches. I have an average length cock that is fairly thick, as well as uncircumcised. She began pulling on my cock and balls in different directions, getting an idea of the extent of the hair growth. She decided that before she would start waxing she was going to make some adjustments. With that decision made, she grabbed a pair of scissors and began trimming my pubic hair to make the next step in the process easier. Now, some people might get a huge erection from the treatment, having their cock moved here and there while a good looking woman is essentially fondling you, but in almanbahis casino this case, not me. I was so concerned about scissors in close proximity to my cock that if anything I retreated in size. Hiding under the possibility of a mis-snip with those scissors. I was so relieved when she finally finished with the trim job that I was ready for the wax. Tammy’s touches became very soft at this point, her attention going into the proper spreading of the wax, and warning me – a moment too late – that she was about to pull a strip of wax. This continued, very intentionally as she pulled all of the hair from over the top of my shaft. Switching to what she said was a gentler wax for the hair on my balls, she began working on cleaning them up. At the first application of wax to my scrotum I felt a twitch in my cock, and with each pull of the wax and reapplication my cock began to grow a little more firm. Tammy smiled at me when she noticed the change and commented that she’d never seen a man get an erection while being waxed. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not into CBT or any other kind of pain being administered to my testicles, but my cock and balls were certainly enjoying this particular activity. The more she worked, the harder I became, and my cock began to get in the way of her work. Finally, as she was maneuvering my cock out of her way for another application of wax, I moaned. She looked me straight in the eyes and said, “I’ve never waxed a guy I was attracted to before.” Then with a deft and completely unexpected motion, she pulled her t-shirt off and threw it on another chair in her workspace. My cock and I had our attention locked on this older woman. Standing there in a red lace bra and yoga pants, she leaned over the chair and took my cock into her mouth.
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