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"I like my curls though. Can you not leave a little desert island he shape of a heart just above my slit." She pouted her mouth as she leaned back against the mirrored wall, looking down towards the scattering of tufts of gingerish hair around her labia lips that were very slightly open from the way her knees were spread. It was another petty dispute she was having with her would-be toy boy though there was not too much of an age gap between them, maybe around 10 years. Again she remained determined to win the argument not to end up completely bald though she hadn't won out on her previous wrangles with him.

Sending photos to her husband seemed a good idea to Fran and she let him take a few snap. It was not until after he finished that she realised they were on his phone and would be able to do what he liked with them. Could they end up on some porno site? Or at least he could sext them to his mates. Because a couple included her face as well as her kitty, was there even the prospect of him even blackmailing her? But was her mind not again working overtime and adding two and two together to get five. How far was she trusting this guy, presumable still in his late teens.

One of her central concern was also giving him so much access to her sanctuary that he could abuse her while doing it. Wouldn't he be tempted to put his finger inside places where he did not really have to. Again Fran was building herself up into a bit of a frenzy bur tried to keep mum about it. She had made her decision and was going to have to live with the consequences. His schlong appeared too to be getting nearer and nearer and started to touch her knee through the confinement of the tight trunks he was wearing. Didn't it need a bit of freedom? It did seem to be straining to get out as she rubbed her leg against it to see if I would pop out in all its glory.

"My phone is in the pocket of my robe, if you want to transfer the photos to it." She looked at the fleeced white garment lying on the floor.
 
It wasn’t lost on Andrew that the sexy blonde had rubbed her leg against his growing bulge. He smiled at her, knowing that the beautiful wife was getting more and more into the situation. But seeing her all nude sitting on the washing table with her legs willingly spread open, giving him the best view at her slightly opened pussy, was very hot. The young black man felt his massive dick harden, but due to his small pants, his impressive manhood couldn’t grow to his full size.

Andrew took a few nice pictures of Fran with his own phone. He made sure that he got all of her sweet body and beautiful face on the shots. It was surprising to see how much the young woman was getting into the situation. When she even instructed him to use her own phone, he got it from her robe and used it to take another nice picture of her with her open legs and her pink inner lips showing.

“You are really a really sexy bunny, love.” He smiled at her and opened Fran’s text app. “So, let's send this lovely picture to your husband. I bet he will be pleasantly surprised, when he’s seeing you like this.” He chuckled while he checked her contacts for the right name. Andrew remembered that he had seen the name Ethan Shaw on the resort's computer, when he had booked the lotion to Fran’s room. So he picked Ethan’s number and did send off the picture without any further comment.

Once done with the pictures, Andrew moved closer to Fran. He was standing right between her legs, his massive package was just inches from her bare, sexy pussy. He placed his big, dark hands on her knees and pushed them a bit further apart, making Fran to open up even more. Then he took the baby oil and squeezed a good amount of it onto his right hand. “Are you ready, love?” He moved his hand down to Fran’s pussy and started rubbing it onto the skin of her sweet pussy and slowly moved then down between her legs with his long, dark fingers.
 
"Are you trying to arouse me? You're stimulating my labia." The tone of her voice was casual. There was no hint of any chastisement, no indication she was wanting him to stop. Looking at the intensity in his eyes that normal lot up his face there was no doubt he knew exactly what he was doing when oiling all of her mound that included the targetted tufts of hair that he would eventually shave. Looking on with more than passing interest was the outline of his engorged shaft.

Up until then Fran had been leaning against the mirrored wall which was becoming more and more difficult to sustain. Much weight had been on one elbow but it had helped her to sit up and see what he was doing. Leaving her knees bent up, including the culprit responsible for rubbing his large endowment, she eased herself to allow herself to lie flat on her back. Her head was on the rim of an adjacent wash basin, her hair sprayed out inside.

Looking up at the ceiling, her outside atm that had propped her up was now free. Her hand found its way towards his jet black briefs, allowing her fingers to finally be able to trace the full length of his schlong. As he raN his flingers up and down her slit, she reciprocated with the back of her knuckled grazing his mighty reproductive organ. Fran was becoming way out of her depth with a student of immense talents.

"Is it better if I climax first? Do you want to get rid of your sexual energy too to relax?" He oozed with virility. Fran didn't want to fuck, that would be strictly out of limits. But needed release too as her hips started to insulate in time with his playful fingers, acting more as an extension of her rod. It was as if their impending orgasms was a hinderance to complete his task.
 
After a little while, Andrew turned on the warm water on one of the sinks. He took a washing cloth and started to clean Fran’s sweet pussy thoroughly. He could see and smell her growing excitement. He smiled at the young wife, who was by now spread out before him on the washing table. He knew that she was getting more and more turned on, soon she would be so excited, that she wouldn’t be able to resist any of Andrew’s demands.

When he felt Fran’s fingers exploring his massive, hardening dick, he smiled very confidently at her. “I think we will get the work done first, before we get to the fun part.” He playfully rubbed her pussy with the washcloth, but he made sure that he didn’t stimulate the chestnut blonde too much. However, he made sure that Fran had good access to his pants and the more and more thickening rod inside of them.

He picked up the shaving cream and started to spread the white creamy foam all over her pubic area and between her legs. Then he took the shaver and carefully ran it over her soft, creamy skin, removing her hair without a trace. As if he was doing nothing special, Andrew asked, “Have you ever seen or felt a black dick, love?” All the time he continued to shave more and more of Fran’s pussy making sure that not a single hair was left behind.

Before he was cleaning her sexy body again, he snapped another picture of the sexy wife with her now bare pussy. “This looks so hot, bunny. Your husband is really a lucky man!”
 
Such a shame. He rejected her for the third time. It was becoming more than a habit. It was something that Fran didn't like. It was slowly putting her off and dampening her arousal. It was her attitude she did not like. It was such a pity. If Andrew was confident that they would have what he called the 'fun part' later. She feared that he was going to be very disappointed. She removed her hand from tracing his masterful schlong and moved her knee away from rubbing it. The 29 year old wife let him make progress of completing the task in hand. It was better that he did it without any further distraction.

"Yes my husband is very lucky. And I feel so lucky too because I love him very much." She raised her head and looked down at her bald pussy that looked so alone without any hair. It was another request that Andrew had refused to consider to leave her a heart-shaped landing strip. He labia lips were slightly red too, looking sorry for themselves. But what was done, was done, she could only pine about lost little curls.

"Thanks very much. It's an experience I'll never forget." Slowly she had lifted herself from the wash basin shelf. Before putting her robe back on, she checked herself out in the wall mirror to see how she looked hairless. Fastening her gown, Fran turned her attention back to Andrew. Lifting her hand up she reached out for his chin, seeking to lower it so she could give him a peck on his lips in gratitude for his trouble.

"We learn from our experiences. Don't forget to put your charges on the bill." The chestnut blond walked towards the door of the private gentlemen's restroom and went out in search of her surrogate husband, who had impeccable manners and knew how to treat a woman. Andrew was young though, perhaps from a different generation that she belonged to. But she regretted that they had not been able to have their little fun.
 
Andrew was disappointed when Fran got up after he was done shaving her. He had hoped to have some more fun with the hot blonde. “Well, the pleasure was all mine, but I am sure, we could turn this into an even more memorable experience for you.” He smiled teasingly at her knowing that she was acting against her body’s urges. “And you could still learn quite a lot, love. So, if you change your mind, let me know.”

When Fran gave her a quick peck, Andrew used his chance to kiss the hot, young wife on her full lips. His fingers found their way between her legs and quickly rubbed her now soft, hairless pussy. “You look even hotter than before, baby.” His dick was pushing against the pants, indicating that he was much bigger than Ethan and probably also James. When Fran left the bathroom, Andrew grabbed her arm and pulled her close to him. “You owe me, my little snowbunny.” He handed her the phone back as she left.

James had taken off his bathrobe and was resting completely nude on one of the sunbeds. His body was slightly shining due to a combination of sweat, tanning lotion, and some water from an earlier swim. He looked at Fran and could see that she was still blushed. He wondered what had happened between the hot young wife and the black kid. “Hi, Francy, did you enjoy yourself?”

In that moment, Fran’s phone buzzed with a message from Ethan. The husband was attending a workshop when he had gotten the messages that Andrew had sent him. During a coffee break he pulled up the texts and pictures. His dick instantly hardened when he saw his wife spreading her legs wide for the camera. He was nearly cuming in his pants, when he saw her shaved pussy in the next message. But what really shocked him was the black hand that clearly belonged to a man, holding the razor. With shaking hands he had texted back. “Oh my god, so hot. I miss you, honey. But who’s that guy? Is James not enough for you?”
 
"I'm a bit sore, that's all. He shaved it all off though." Despite being nude herself for the last half an hour, Fran wasn't used to see others without any clothes on as most were when she returned to the pool. She was more surprised to find James sunbathing au naturel as if he didn't have a care in the world. He had been casual about it when undressing in front of her in their room before coming down. Previously she may have been able to divert her eyes away from his genitalia, it was more difficult not to as he was sprawled out in front of her. The last thing she wanted to do was to complain about Andrew to her surrogate husband. It had been her own fault and had to deal with it herself.

"I was about to ring you, honey. Yes I would have messaged you before, I know." It was true. Ethan was on her list of things to do, not asking let alone not tell him what she was doing. Permission from his proxy was hardly the same. It made her feel a little guilty about it. As she talked to her husband on the phone, she sat back on her lounger and looked towards James. She raised her her eyes brows to him as if indicating she could be in the dog house, but found she wasn't really.

"Well I didn't know it is a virtual nudist spa you booked us into. So many others are shaved too it seems." She lay back on her subed and started to fidget with the belt on her robe before unfastening it as they continued their chat. Opening her garment, Fran looked down to see if her kitty was feeling a little less sorry for itself but it seemed seemed ;rather raw. "No James has been so lovely toward me. Nothing happened with Andrew anyway, he's just the boy who shaved me."
 
Ethan chuckled, but couldn’t deny that he was still highly excited from the nude pictures he had gotten from his wife. But the hottest part was that Fran had let a stranger see her naked and even shave her pussy. It all seemed pretty much out of her character, that made it even more erotic in the young husband’s eyes. “I wouldn’t call letting some black stranger completely shave your slit nothing. Was he good looking? I bet the poor guy would have liked to give your freshly shaved pussy a little testrun.” He laughed teasingly, but at the same time the thought of Fran with this stranger was intoxicating.

“And judging from your picture, you seem to adapt quite nicely to that place. What does James think about your new look?” He was curious if anything between Fran and her father’s friend had already happened.

While the sexy wife was talking on the phone and undoing her bathrobe, James watched her closely. His eyes moved over her lovely breasts with her firm nipples down to her sexy flat belly. He wondered how sweet the beautiful blonde would have looked with her belly button piercing still in place. But his eyes didn’t linger, he moved them further down to her now bare, pink pussy. In his eyes the sight was marvelous. The old man gasped a little in excitement and he could feel his dick jump in delight. He smiled at Fran and picked up the tanning lotion again. He whispered to her, while she talked on the phone, “We better get your front and now bare pussy protected, Francy.” Then he placed some lotion on her legs and started slowly spreading it on her skin.
 
"Are you sure you really like it, honey? I would have preferred to have kept a few curls." Fran was still unsure how she felt having a bald pussy or even if Ethan really liked it as much as he made out. Perhaps he was just being nice to her because she remained hesitant. She hadn't seen James come up to her until he was standing over her and staring too. Putting on his doctor's voice, she caught him saying that she needed some suntan lotion on it, which sounded sensible as he always was.

"James had been a real godsend for me. It was a good idea to let him come with me to look after me." As she spoke to her husband , she watched her substitute sit on the side on her lounger and start to put some protector on her. Strangely it seemed almost routine to allow herself to be touched near her inner sanctum following the experience with Andrew. There seemed to need for someone as close as the family doctor to seek permission when he started to apply the lotion on where she had been shaved.

"He's making sure I don't get sunburnt in the newly exposed bits. He's so careful, James, you should see." Perhaps they should have had a video call though perhaps they could later when Ethan had more time. She was aware he was only having a 15 minute break and would soon have to get back to his meetings. As they continued to talk, Fran could see Candice at the kiosk on the other side of the pool and wondered if her boyfriend treated his girlfriend the same as he had tried to treat her. Maybe she even liked being told what to do for all the chestnut blonde knew.

"Maybe we might try the health centre out soon, have a sauna or relax in a hot tub. It's such a pity you're not here Ethen, I do miss you too." If he was applying lotion to her unsheltered genitalia region, soon James would be sampling more parts of her body which he had never yet touched. Just a couple of weeks ago, Fran recalled how much she had recoiled when he massaged her back and zealously defended her modesty from his prying eyes.
 
Ethan checked his watch, he had to get back to the workshop soon. However, talking to Fran and hearing her little hints about her trip and her praise of her former old neighbour and family doctor, made his head spin and his dick rock hard. His voice was a bit shaky when he answered, while trying to imagine James putting lotion on Fran’s hairless pussy. “I… I miss you too. But it sounds like James is taking great care of you, so that you don’t really need me. Nevertheless, I think he can be a lot more than your chaperon.” He took a deep breath and continued talking a little lower, so that he could not be overheard. “James surely would enjoy being your manther. Maybe you should let him massage you again. Have you… have you seen his dick? Is he bigger than me?” Ethan was nearly gasping the last question.

All the time, James used his chance to run his hands over Fran’s beautiful body. At first he just worked on her legs, but soon his hand moved further up, making sure that her thighs were protected from the sun as well. Slowly he got closer and closer to the young wife’s freshly shaven honeypot. Finally, his fingers brushed over her soft skin, while he used his other hand to push her thighs a little further apart.

His fingers gently moved over the sensitive skin, covering it with lotion. But at the same time, he also enjoyed the chance to explore the young woman’s body more closely. His old fingers rubbed along Fran’s slit, teasing the sexy blonde like Andrew had done just a short while ago. Then his hands moved further up, applying lotion to the wife’s belly. But now and then a hand dipped lower again, rubbing against the chestnut blonde’s outer lips.
 
Biting her bottom lip, Fran watched him intently. It was a new novelty for her to monitor every movement of his facial features as he diligently continued to apply suntan lotion to her nether region. She didn't look down to follow every gesture from his accomplished fingers. There was no need, she could feel each touch and subtle fondle. If they had not been in such as open place, she may have encouraged him to put his finger inside her pearly gate and masturbate her but as it was she was enjoying the little gratifying pleasures.

"Give me a kiss, my custodian. I'll ration myself for just a peck for the moment." The 29 year old chestnut blonde pouted her lips at him after chewing the bottom one so much. She thought he was such a sweetheart. She seemed to appreciate him much more following her prickly confrontations with Andrew. Everything was often done for a reason and she thought perhaps it was for the best. Letting him stretch her love canal much further than it had been stretched out before may have given her a few minutes of ecstatic bliss but there would always be the aftermath.

"Have you had enough of your frolicking, mon cheri? Are we ready to escort me to the health centre?" She had been pleased by the reaction from her husband. He could have easily been upset receiving two unexpected photos of her pussy, including a glimpse of Andrew. She wondered if he might have included himself in the snap on purpose in a mischievous way as there did not seem to be any reason why he had done so. But Fran thought that there was no need to dwell on such things that could only spoil her spa break.
 
Although the kiss with Francesca was a rather brief one, James still cherished the moment. Feeling her soft, full lips on his was so wonderful, he could hardly put it in words. For him it was a brief moment of passion and love, two feelings that he had been missing out on a lot in the past few years. Hence, he enjoyed every kiss he could get from young Fran even if this was just a game for one weekend.

He got up and took her hand, smiling at her. “Sure, I would escort you everywhere, if you let me, Francy.” Although he would have been happy with spreading even more lotion on her wonderful body, he was also happy to take this adventure a bit further. “However, I have one condition, Francy. Let’s leave our bathrobes behind. You have such a beautiful body and like Andew said, not a single piece of it should not be hidden.” He smiled at her and blushed a little as well. “I want the other men to envy me, when they see you in my arms. Even if they might think that I am an old pervert with his escort girl, they still should deepy desire to be in my shoes.”

James pulled Fran into his arms and kissed her again, this time a bit longer and deeper than before. “Thank you, for taking me along, Francy!”
 
An apple a day keeps the doctor away. It was an old Welsh proverb that apparently is based up no scientific evidence for offering health advice. But more and more Fran was finding that she did not want to fend him off. She was enjoying herself and his company more and more. The chestnut blonde was pleasantly surprised when James returned her brief kiss intended to express her gratitude to him with a more lingering and telling one. Could it be just a sample of what further may come when they will be alone in bed together later.

"But. But. But does that mean you would like a trophy wife? Won't people think you're a predator though or so rich that you'll have a long queue of gold diggers chasing you?" He was flattering her again. He did it so often, but it was nice and harmless. In return, she tried to join in the banter though wasn't good but was getting better as she spread her wings and started to feel more comfortable with what she was doing.

Although not one hundred per cent sure, she reluctantly folded the dressing gown and put it over her arm. It was a halfway house compromise, so at least it offered her some protection to cover her freshly shaved kitty if their were too many peering eyes. It still left her other hand to hold his not quite knowing what others would believe. Perhaps some might think he was an exquisite lover that made her be with him, the idea made her laugh but she could never tell the guy she was walking beside.

"A sauna first, do you think? We can go to the steam room and hot tub afterwards." It seemed fairly logical to her that it might be the best order after they travelled to the Health Suite. Inside the sauna cabin was surprisingly quite spacious with a couple of deck levels to accommodation a number of people.
 
Before they entered the sauna, they dropped off their bathrobe and went completely nude into the hot chamber. When they entered, the sauna was empty and they could pick a spot to sit freely. James took a towle and placed it on the upper bench, so that he and Fran could sit on it, right next to each other.

He smiled at her, before he kissed her lightly and picked up their conversation again. “Well, if you mean by trophy wife, a woman who’s only quality is her beauty, then no, I don’t want one. But if we are talking about a smart, sexy, beautiful woman like you, I would marry you right away, if you had not been snapped away by Ethan, already.” He chuckled, while he felt the heat getting to him, making him sweat and breath more heavily.

“And I don’t mind people seeing me as a menster, a predator, or some rich pervert, as long as I get to enjoy some time with you. And in a way it’s not completely wrong. I am clearly too old for you, and a pervert, you being my friend’s daughter, and I am quite well off.” He chuckled again. “So I guess you could be my gold digger or even an escort. But in the end, it doesn’t matter what they think. What matters is what we want, Francy.” He smiled warmly at her again, seeing her not just as a beautiful woman, but also as a true friend. Then he added as a joke, “Oh, how much would you charge by the day as an escort, not that I am broke after this weekend is over. Although, you surely would be worth it!”

The door to the sauna opened and an older couple joined them. They were probably around James’ age give or take a few years. However, they were not as well in shape as the doctor was. The man smiled at Fran and his eyes moved over her with lust and delight. The woman was giving the young, nude beauty a look of disgust and rejection, before she looked away. Without saying a word, they moved to the far end of the sauna, but the slightly overweight man made sure that he could watch the hot, young wife when he was seated.
 
The kisses were becoming more frequent, but Fran did not mind. On the whole they were casual as well as being affectionate but without too much passion. It was a diet that the 29-year old woman, who was married to someone else, quite liked. They were sweet and enjoyable. They did not need any commitment, which her doctor friend seemed to accept. He would take whatever was given and in a free spirit.

"Good afternoon. Please come in." The chestnut blonde welcomed the elderly couple who joined them in the sauna with a friendly smile as well. She continued to greet them as they moved to the opposite end to where they were. Perspiration had start to gather on her brown. Little beads also began to trickle down her cheeks. It was similar on the rest of her body, including on her breasts as she sat next to James on the upper tier of the decking in the cabin.

"Oh yes. My escort fees. I'm not sure. Maybe we can fix a price afterwards." There was no attempt by Fran to lower her voice and judging by the expressions on the faces of the other couple, it seems that they may have heard. Rather than a gold digger perhaps they thought of her as a hussy, a prostitute. Ethan's wife had never thought of herself in such terms before. Could she ever sell her body? Well she was already showing what she had to everyone in the hotel. She could have also easilt given herself to Andrew if he had not been so arrogant. But what about the man sitting next to her? She had no idea what was going to happen during the next couple of days.

"Can I spread myself. Sorry." The strain on her back must clearly have been missing James' massage as it started to bother her. It resulted in her turning herself so she could lean on an adjacent wall, while stretching herself along the pine decking. It wasn't intentional but she had ended up looking directly at the other pair in the cabin and even giving the guy an eyeful of her freshly shaved parts.
 
James was surprised that Fran pretended so openly about her being his escort girl. He could spot the other woman’s eyes sending even more strong looks of disgust at his neighbor's sexy daughter. However, he could see the man was clearly fixed on the beautiful blonde’s outstanding body. But with his wife around, he was just staring at the young woman’s tremendous bare breasts and perfectly formed legs.

Enjoying the light hearted and entertaining chat with Fran, James smiled at her before he answered loud enough for everyone to hear. “I guess the usual two grand should get us through the weekend, don’t you agree, Francy?” He playfully moved his hand over her thigh, before he spread herself out on the bench.

The other men’s eyes nearly popped out, when he got to see Fran’s pussy and Andrew’s exquisite handwork on it. His dick, which was not a match to James’ circumcised, thick tube, started to harden, which only got his wife in an even worse mood. James just smiled and enjoyed the show, knowing that the man desired deeply to be in his position.

James softly placed his hands on Fran’s belly and slowly moved it around in little circles. “You are so beautiful, Francy. You really are an incredible woman.” Then he took her hand and motioned for her to get up. “I think we have spent enough time in this heat. Time to get out and cool off, baby.”
 
Her skin was soaked. James was right to call a halt. They must have spent their maximum 15 to 20 minutes in the sauna. Around the corner were communal shower to rinse themselves down but only after waiting a few moments to first cool off. Being nude seemed to have become the norm. It was the way humans were, quick to adapt to their environment and the intrepid couple had a lot of acclimatising to do to get used to their new stamping ground.

As they entered the large shower room, Fran could not help but think how much she was missing Ethan. Not that James wasn't wonderful company, just that she needed a fuck. Such a craving had virtually never happened before with her. Just she had been aroused earlier from first meeting Andrew and the delicate task he carried out even with too much pomposity. There was also the general licentious atmosphere of the hotel's facilities not to forget her surrogate husband's dexterous fingers when oiling her down.

"It's so open in here. Seems to be no cubicles." She was rather astonished by the layout of the showers. It reminded her of her school days and the screaking and the screaming. But there was segregation of the sexes then unlike at the free-spirited attitude of the Health Suite and the spa hotel in general.. "Instead of having a second round in the sauna, should we not just go stream into the steam rooms afterwards?"
 
Fran was right, the showers looked more like one you would find at a high school or a sports stadium. At a high class resort like this one would expect more luxury and exquisite design, however, the open style matched the very liberal and open spa area. However, James didn’t really care for the missing cubicles. He was happy for every chance he got to watch more of Francesca’s beautiful body. It wasn’t lost on him that the young, sexy wife seemed to become more and more used to being naked and showing her lovely body openly to strangers surrounding her.

The older man moved close to Fran and guided her to one of the showerheads on the right side. He smiled at the sexy chestnut blonde and placed his hand around her lovely, round hips, pulling her close to him. Their hot, naked bodies met and James could feel the wonderful feeling of Fran’s firm breasts on his broad chest. His dick brushed against her flat tummy as James leaned down and passionately kissed the sexy wife.

As he kissed her, his hands moved along the side of her body and grabbed her firm, wonderful ass. “You are so beautiful, Francy. It’s so hot to be your menster, your surrogate husband, or even your paying client.” He kissed her again, enjoying the wonderful feeling of her naked, beautiful body rubbing against his skin. “Sure, we can go to the steam room, next. But we could also go to our room so that I can give you another massage.” He smiled at her and looked her deep into her blue, clear eyes.
 
How inappropriate was it for him to allow his penis press against her nether region while kissing her. It was rather risque given that neither had any clothes on as they sought to rinse off in the communal showers. Taking advantage of no one being there, James even took the liberty of grabbing her ass and pulling her towards him. It was just as well he was considerably taller than her and he prodded her nearer her navel than being in closer proximity to where she had been freshly shaved.

"You're such a flatter and a charmer, Dr. Kendrick. It is just as well I know you." Fran had little choice than to kiss him back. But she didn't mind, she was getting used to her surrogate husband and his quaint ways. She led him by the hand to one of the shower zones and turned on the spray for them both to share. Did he have any inkling about how aroused the chestnut blond was when he suggest they go up to their room.

"Isn't it quiet enough here for you? Why not let me massage you for a change?" Fran took some gel and poured it onto her hands before soaping up his chest. Spanning her fingers, she used sweeping motions simultaneously circling each of his breasts at the same time but in contraflowing directions. Leaning back she rested her back on the wall, while giving her special client her trade mark scrunching up her nose time with chewing her bottom lips.

His official wife had no particular agenda but had an open mind about what may be on offer and see how far they may go providing they weren't suddenly interrupted. She hadn't told James but set her sights on spending the night with him come what may. Fran never liked to hurry doing anything and would take her time about whatever developed. In the right mood she could be well prepared to let him fuck her and even enjoy it.
 
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A broad smile appeared on the older man’s fance, when Fran started to soap his broad chest up. He released the young wife’s sexy butt and placed his hands on either side of her head against the wall. His feet were placed about a shoulder length apart, so that his tall, muscular body was nearly trapping Fran between him and the wall. The feeling of her hands moving over his skin was wonderful.

He smiled when he saw her again scrunching her now and chewing her lips. He wasn’t sure whether it was a sign for insecurity, curiosity, or nervousness. He had spotted it already a few times and usually before or after she had done something unusual, like getting herself shaved bare by some young, handsome, black stranger. Nevertheless, James loved that look on Fran, it was cute and made her look even more attractive to him, if that was even possible.

“You can message me all you want, Francy. I would be crazy to pass up on that. You are such a wonderful woman. Every man would dream about having your hands on them.” He smiled at her as he watched her hands traveling over his upper body. James loved every second of it and couldn’t stop his body from reacting. Slowly his thick dick started to harden and grow in length. James blushed a little, but didn’t move away. Instead he leaned down and kissed the married beauty again.

He looked her deep in the eyes and placed one of his hands on her cheek. “You are so beautiful and sexy, Francy. I don’t understand how I deserve to be here with you. But I love every second of it, as much as I love you.” Once again he leaned in for a passionate kiss.
 
Like naughty school children, they raced out of the communal showers and headed for the steam room. Someone had suddenly come in and disturbed them as Fran was soaping James up in a lather. It seemed just a matter of time before her hands would reach his lower regions. She had pretended not to look down at his rising appendage which had aklready prodded her several times. It would have been different though to actually hold it between her fingers but before she dared they were interrupted.

"I can't see anything in here. It's so misty." As it would be the steam room was full of steam. At most, all that could be made out was what could be the outline of one or two people as they edged their way tentative to find perhaps a wall bench where they could sit or even lie down. The health suite was becoming a playground for the bizarre pair. The 29 year old primary teacher still had on her mind that Janes had invited her earlier to go back to their room for him to massage her but she was sure he had more than that on her mind. She was unsure of herself too how much she could trust herself and surrender to what they both had long been yearning.

"I don't think we are entirely alone in here. It's so hot too." Fran didn't know how long they could stay in there or try to go back to the shower room if it was empty again. The other option was still a hot tub, there were two or three quite large ones she had noticed accommodating several people each. As they finally found a place to sit, Fran inadvertently caught his cock with her hand. It was too late to pretend it didn't happen as she wrapped her fingers around it.
 
“Oh my god.” Dr. James Kendrick gasped in surprise and delight when he felt Fran’s delicate fingers wrapping around his semi hard dick. He instantly felt his blood rushing into his manhood inflating it to full length and thickness. James blushed deeply as he felt his cock growing to it’s impressive full proportions. Luckily the steam room was so foggy that nobody beside Fran and him could see or feel how her gentile fingers were forced slightly open, as James’ manhood reached his full girth.

It had been ages since a woman had touched him in this way. And since it was even Francesca’s hand that was wrapped about his dick, James was in heaven. He didn’t move or pull away, instead he just enjoyed the warm touch of her hand. Then he leaned over and softly kissed her, before he whispered. “But it’s not as hot as you are making me feel, Francy.”

He could hear a few other people in the steam room. But they could only see some shadows and James was sure, the others couldn’t see them as well. Although, he didn’t really care at that moment. Actually, he wouldn’t have minded people witnessing Fran’s fingers touching his manhood. He was feeling so proud and happy, he didn’t want the moment to end. Although he knew that this was all a huge tease.

He placed his hand on Fran’s belly and slowly moved it upwards until he reached her fantastic breasts. His big hand scooped the firm orb up and his fingers softly danced along Fran’s wonderful nipple. Ever since he had seen her bare breasts, James had been craving to touch them. Now that he had his fingers on her soft tit, James felt his dick jump in excitement. “Oh my god, Francy, you are the best girl a man could ever ask for.” He wondered what his friend or his wife would say if they could see him touching their daughter’s wonderful breasts, while she had her lovely fingers wrapped around his old, thick dick.
 
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