Indian Wax Pt. 01

This account is based on an experience that I had a couple of years ago.

In my place of work we have a fairly mixed culture of people from all over the world. I mainly work as a laboratory analyst measuring anything from DNA in biological samples to organic and inorganic compounds in all sorts of biological and non biological samples. The lab that I work in has a staff of about 40 people with a lot of cultures and nationalities from all over the world. One person there who I have come to know and has been working there for the previous 4 years is an Indian lady. Santoshi is in her late 30's who is married with an 18 year old son. She is a petite and smallish lady, about 5 foot, with long black hair, light brown skin and speaks very good English with a bit of an accent, and is very good looking.

One Monday morning I found myself working with Santoshi on a sampling job that lasted for a few hours. While we were working gathering samples to take back to the lab I asked her how her weekend was. She told me that she worked both days during the weekend, she then went on to say say her second job is a beauty therapist at a shopping mall in town. I said "So you do nails and pedicures and things there do you?" She said no not really, she does mainly Brazilian Wax treatments, of which she did 8 people on Saturday and 7 people on Sunday. I asked her if they were all women and she said 'no', she did one man on Saturday and 2 men on the Sunday. She said she preferred waxing men as they were easier all round to deal with. So we talked a bit more and I asked her if she had ever had one done on herself.

To my surprise she talked quite openly about it. "Yes I do myself every month." she said. "I also do my husband and my 18 year old son. We are all very supportive of each other in our family." she said with a smile. Then she went on to say "I could do you too if you like?"

I have had a few waxes before but I didn't tell her that, my wife loves it and is always a lot more enthusiastic about giving me good head in the first few weeks after me getting a wax done. But if I did want one, I really don't think I would get somebody from where I work to do it. "I'll have to think about that for a while." I said, which was my way of saying 'No thanks.' After all we were both happily married people as well.

The following Monday I found myself working with Santoshi again. We were working in an half outdoor laboratory about 20 minutes rural drive from our main indoor facility was. While sampling some indoor soil cores we were speaking about our weekend again. She told me about a birthday party she had for her 15 year old daughter Sunday and she had to work all day Saturday to pay for it. "I had to wax 4 men and 9 women on Saturday, very busy day at the Saloon." she said. I was smiling at her openness about it when she said "When do you think I'll see you in there?"

"Huh?" I said not sure if I was hearing her right. "Are you serious, you really want to give me a wax?"

"I think it would be good for you, since I know you well I'll do it for half price. Mate rates." she said smiling and I am sure I saw her wink. I always liked this with her outgoingness and weird sense of humour. She obviously didn't pick up on my hint the week earlier that I wasn't really that keen to do a wax with her. So I thought of a plan to quickly put an end to it, if I dared her to do something I knew she would never do.

So I said to her "If you show me your freshly waxed area then I'll make an appointment with you." Being 100% sure that she would say 'no thanks' or 'no........', and quickly come up with an excuse not too.

"Ok" she said, then without hesitating, unbuttoned her blue jeans and lowered them down to her knees and lifted up her shirt, putting her full freshly waxed pussy on full display for me to see. "Do you like it? I only did it on Friday night." Suddenly I found myself unexpectedly staring at a lovely naked light brown Indian mons pubis, its beautiful slit with just hint of its inner lips and clit poking through.

"Do you always go commando?" I asked. No undies on this girl.

"Only certain times of the month." she answered. "Not during my period." she elaborated. "So what do you think?" she said again.

Realising that I now had to keep my end of the bargain I said "Hold on a minute. I need to see the whole thing." I had make the most of this opportunity, I went in behind her and came back with a lab chair for her to sit on. "Hop up on here so I can do a proper inspection."

With her jeans at her knees she moved her butt up onto the chair, her feet resting on the foot rest about 12 inches from the ground. I knelt down in front of her and removed her shoes, leaving her socks on I slid her blue jeans down past her ankles until they were free of her legs and feet. I neatly folded these up like a small cushion and put them on the lab floor so my knees could rest on them. Now she could lean on the backrest of the chair a little and I opened her legs for a more detailed view. With her legs spread like this I could now clearly see all of her light brown labia and pick bits inside her vulva. Her light brown lips completely hairless and darker colour along the ridge. Her beautiful pale pink urethral opening and clit on full display and just below that her darker and much pinker vaginal entrance. I had a look further down and her perineum, she leaned further back in the chair for me and moved her butt to the edge of the seat and pulling her knees back as high as they could go. That gave me a really nice view of her anus, much darker brown colour than any I have seen before on other women.

Looking closely at her labia again I spotted two black hairs, each about 5mm long on the edge of her left inner labia. "You missed a couple here." I said, "Hold on a tick." I said and with my thumb nail and index finger I plucked out the first one, after a small 'ow' from Santoshi I then plucked out the second one in the same way. Santoshi let out another small 'ow' again.

"There you go, its all perfect now. It is really beautiful" I said, "Can I give it a kiss?"

Santoshi laughed a little lay back and said in an excited voice "Ow yes please." and from that I could tell that she wanted more than just a simple kiss. I crouched down on my knees and leaned into her gorgeous pussy and gave her a kiss on her clit. Her pussy smelt nice and fresh so I leaned back in and, taking her whole clit in my mouth, sucked on it for about a minute. "Oh god that feels so good." Santoshi said with her head right back and a lot of moaning and groaning. Her juices started really flowing and she was tasting really nice, with my palm facing upwards, I inserted my middle finger into her pink wet vagina and started stroking her G spot while at the same time sucking on her enlarged clit and licking her juices up which were really flowing from her two little gland openings.

Santoshi on the chair laying back as far as she could without falling off, her knees up by her chest, her vagina tightening around my middle finger and her body started quivering while I was still sucking on her clit and stroking her G spot. I started finger fucking her vagina as it started squeezing my finger tighter. She had very strong muscles down there, much stronger than my wife. Her quivering slowed a little then suddenly she squealed and at the same time squirted three big squirts of pussy juice, the first one right into my mouth that I accidentally swallowed some of it, the second one square in my face hitting me in the left eye and nose and the third one all over my neck, hand and for arm of my new sweater as I was pulling away, then two smaller squirts, one landing on the edge of the seat and on the floor and the last on the inside of he upper leg. It felt like my mouth, neck, face, wrist and sweater were soaked, some of it running down my chin and down my neck to my chest. The insides of Santoshi thighs were soaked as well with juice still oozing from her skene glands, running down between her pussy lips and onto the lab chair that was being soaked up by its black fabric padded base.

"Wow" I said in amazement, "I certainly wasn't expecting that." while wiping my arm sleeve over my mouth and staring at her pussy in awe. I started removing my sweater as I walked over to the sink, my hand and face soaking wet with her pussy juice on my cheek and chin. I really needed to wash my face and hands then dry them off with a small drying towel.

"Neither was I!" Santoshi said "I have never done that before, that's so embarrassing." she added, still lying against the backrest with her feet on the bar but legs spread her juices still running down her lips, over the edge of the seat and dripping on the floor now.

It was the first time I have ever seen a woman squirt in real life. Only once my sister (another story) a few years earlier. I have tried to make make wife and previous girlfriends squirt in the past but it never really happened.

"That is such a cool talent, you definitely don't need to be embarrassed by that. You mean your husband has never made you squirt before?" I said.

"No never, I didn't even know I could do that, it wasn't supposed to happen like that. Wow that was just an amazing feeling, and I'm still shaking." she said while stepping away from the chair and breathing deeply like she has just run half a marathon. "But my husband has never kissed me or sucked me down there before either, that just felt so good when you did it"

"He doesn't know what he is missing." I said still washing my face from the sink, "Have you ever been down on him or given him a blow job?"

"No." she said. "He only likes to fuck with me once a week with me on the bottom and then he goes back to his own bed. He does make me pretty wet though but not like that." I have seen it before where some cultures sleep in the same room but in different beds.

"So you only make love once a week?" I said.

"That's all I have time for." she said then continued on "The bedsheets get so wet that I keep having to change them after wards. He likes just to fuck and wants it more but I can't do any more."

A bit conscious of time, we needed to get our samples back and start preparing them for DNA extractions. I hate it when work gets in the way of a perfectly good day. "Would you like to go down on me then?" I said.

"Not right now, we have a lot of work to do today. Your turn to make an appointment to come and see me on Saturday this week, I still have two spaces in the late afternoon. Please don't tell anybody about what just happened." she said while still breathing heavily.

"Of course not." I said while drying my face, fully knowing we both had way too much to loose if it ever got out. "I am a man of my word, what happens at work stays at work, right?" I said with a bit of a laugh.

Santoshi standing next to me, still naked from the waist down, spreading her knees into a slight squat and washing her pussy and inside of her thighs with the small towel that I used, then dried herself off with some paper towels from the dispenser. If only her husband could see her now. I watched her pulling her jeans back on we got everything cleaned up, getting one last look at her shiny bald pussy before she covered it up and zipped up her jeans. The whole experience only lasted less than 15 minutes.

We cleaned up the mess we had made, then still managed to finished our sampling ahead of time and headed back to the coffee shop for a bit more of a chat about my up coming appointment that I made for Saturday and some of the experiences she had had waxing other male and female clients. Me wondering how I was going to juggle it with my wife since we often spent Saturdays together. I think we both noticed that we didn't discuss anything of the most exciting event to have happened earlier that day.