Sorry to keep you all waiting.

Last week Wednesday I had my second appointment to get my chest and the goods waxed. If you recall from my previous story I had a nice, thick in the right areas, esthetician named Jess (Not her real name, please quit asking). She was waiting at the front desk with the receptionist when I got there. They both smiled when I walked in and the receptionist said “are you ContinuousThrustin?” I said “yes ma’am.”

Jess said “welcome back, you can follow me” with a cheeky grin. We made our way down the short hall into the same room as before. She asked if I was doing the same thing this time. I told her I’d rather not do the chest hair again and just do the manzillian. She said “great, chest hurt that bad last time?” As she chuckled. I said “yes, but I also enjoyed the manzillian last time.” She quipped back a fast “I bet you did.” We both laughed.

Jess then asked me to take my clothes off, at least my lower half, and lie on the table like last time. So I started undressing and she never left the room. 😏 She even helped me fold up my pants and set them on the chair in the corner of the room. All the while we had some nice banter going on. I sat on the table and leaned back on my elbows. Jess started inspecting and made some comments about how I must not have followed proper after care since I had a few ingrown hairs. I told her I had tried and did the exfoliation often but it didn’t seem to work.

Jess then grabbed the wax and the first few strips and got to work. I asked her to keep the “Tarzan patch” but everything else was fair game. She just smiled and started ripping. (Honestly, a lot better the second time around.) She started feeling my boy Johnson up and did some nice light thumb strokes on the underside. While I was sporting a semi already that took me to rock hard. She applied the wax to the few hairs on top of my shaft and pulled the strip off. Instead of just applying pressure to the spot of the wax she fully grabbed my member and squeezed. Did a few small jerking motions, rubbed the precum on my tip and said “you’re doing great.” With another one of those cheeky grins. Jess then moved onto my balls, keeping the pressure on them as she pulled each strip of wax off.

We actually had some great conversation during this time and it was an odd mix of dialogue about recent movies we’ve watched and then sexual innuendos regarding the waxing taking place. I think she was building me up but when we were talking about the movie Anyone But You she made the connection from Glen Powell to Myles Teller in Top Gun 2 and said I kind of resemble Myles a bit. I’ll take the compliment 😅.

Jess had me pull my legs up so she could get my inner thighs and crack. At this time I noticed a shift in her eyes. They went from a light brown to very dark. Her cheeky grin sort of faded and she took on a serious tone. “Did you tell anyone about last time?”

I about died. I said not directly why? Jess said they usually only have 2-3 guys a week and last week they had 10. I apologized and confessed about writing the Reddit story. I asked her to grab my phone so I could show it to her and swore that I never told anyone the location even though multiple people asked. I guess they just made the connection from my other post history. (Shame on you guys).

Jess started to chuckle as she read the story, she said she wasn’t mad, but it was alarming and she didn’t want to get in trouble. (Also from the sounds of it, none of you got lucky.) I apologized again. Jess then grabbed the bottle of gel and said “let’s give you something else to write about.” She had me grab my legs again and started applying the gel to my butt, taint and then my balls. She pulled my legs down and applied the gel to my shaft. She was going slow, but her hands were warm, and I got rock hard again in no time.

Jess then came around the side of the table and angled her ass towards me. She said “grab it” and so I did. She started stroking more aggressively and I was feeling her up, i told her I was about to blow (literally was probably 45 seconds). Jess leaned over and took my tip in her mouth and swallowed it all. (I know, you guys won’t believe it). This woman is a magician. She continued stroking a little more, washed her hands in the sink, and said “this was fun, please come back.” I told her she didn’t have to ask and that I’m a lifetime customer at this point.

As I was dressing she asked me if I’ve seen Dune 2 yet. I told her I hadn’t and she said the theater around the corner is usually dead on Wednesday evenings if I’d like to go. I said I would. We looked up a show times and I told her I’d meet her there at 7:45pm. I gave her a brief hug and we walked out of the room together.

As we walked out passing the front desk, the receptionist said “you know, if you sign up for our membership we can get you one service a month at a discounted rate.” I smiled and said next time. They both gave me a knowing grin and I walked out.