... Thus, our company no longer needs your services - at the end the girl said in a strict jacket and glasses "cat's eye" - you should work 14 days, and after you will be given a calculation and a work book. - she paused, and changing her eyes from scattered to focused, she noticed that my eyes were directed to not the most modest (I would even say outstanding) body parts. She shook her tongue in disgust and said - that’s all. Good luck.

At the exit from the office, my thoughts finally ceased to revolve around the roundness of the frame, and the whole burden of the situation hit me - I will not have work soon. Today I will start the search.

When I got home, I had a quick snack and sat down at my laptop — I tried to find something suitable on a popular job search site. It took the whole evening and in the endless views of resumes and companies flew nine of the fourteen days allotted, and the result was exactly the same. Desperate, I decided to start a search for all vacancies, and not for my specialty. Attention attracted the announcement of a set of massage therapists, but it turned out it was not so easy. Half needed girls only, the other half - with work experience and certificates. When I decided to finish this, I saw an ad - without experience, men and women, training at work, free schedule. Agitated, called the number indicated. A gentle female voice answered that yes, we are looking, yes, come.

At the end of the old work, I came to the salon, located in a quiet, but tightly cluttered car lane in the city center. In the salon, I was met by the owner of the voice from the phone - a girl of thirty with a spectacular appearance, the figure was thin (I noticed all this on the machine, instantly). Asking me about my work, about life, we quietly moved into her office.

- On the face you come to us, and what do you have with experience? She asked.

“As a teenager, I massaged my mother and sister's back when they asked ...” I said absently.

- Clear means without experience. Do you have a companion? - she switched to another.

- No, but what does this have to ...

- You see, any or almost any massage salon offers special services for important clients, and we would be pleased if such a young man as you would work with all of our clients, and many halves ... would interfere and not give you work, you understand?

I vaguely understood, but did not ask what services it was. Probably any, but with this thought had yet to get used to it. The work attracted me, and the money was promised by Jeanne (she was the administrator) considerable.

I was leaving. We discussed the conditions of training, payment and other moments, and this went away. I started work a week later, having been trained in the basics of massage. Separately, Zhanna said that they had a separation in the institution - men are massaged by girls, and women - by men. So I have to work only with a weaker floor, and therefore, she noted, the appearance should be immaculate. In the morning I check it, be prepared for it.

And then my first working day came - it began at nine in the morning, and ended at three in the afternoon. The first shift, she is easier, Joan explained to me. When I got up early in the morning, I started a mode - I washed in the shower, shaved, and choked. He came to work and put on his uniform, and came to our charming manager in the office. Looking around at me, she approached, appreciated the perfume, and suddenly suddenly put her hand under the shirt, reaching for her chest. I stood up a pillar from such a turn, and Jeanne explained - there should be no hair, I have to make sure - she said with a slight smile, and the hand moved into the pants, which caused my fellow to move, but it was not part of touching plans.She ran her hand over the groin, checking the lack of vegetation there, and taking out her hand, slightly pushed and said with a slight smile - that's it, go to the massage therapists room, wait for the clientele there.

In the room for massage therapists - a spacious room in blue tones, there were several sofas, a TV with a player, and even a laptop. There were four in the room - three girls and one guy. The guy was lying sprawled on the sofa, and the girls — very cute skinny girls and one of normal build — crowded around the laptop, looking at something. When I entered, everyone looked back and greeted me, because they had already seen me in training. The guy - Vadim, was a pumped-up guy of medium height, something like the main character “Super Mike”. I did not like this type, I still preferred a casual look, rather than a well-groomed handsome man, at least in a movie shoot.

Girls - Vika was sitting at the computer, a short, but very beautiful girl with expressive features. Her brown hair to the waist lightly curled down on a rounded ass. She was also worthy before her, but while she was sitting with her back, it was not easy to describe. To the right and left of Vika there were two Zheni - such similar names, but completely different girls. Zhenya-on the right was tall, with a long golden braid to the knees (!) Of a typically-Russian beauty, a raised nose, and despite her overall slenderness, an impressive booty, and Zhenya-on the left was a typical petitka — tiny, thin — you wouldn't notice right away, brunette with a haircut "square".

Morning passed while watching TV, sometimes some of the guys went to the calls, and I still sat idle. Before noon, Jeanne came into the room - as always in bright clothes, and beckoned her finger to her:

- Well, here is a client for you - she pointed with a finger into the passage, where a woman of about forty stood at the counter - remember, our rule is to make the client satisfied. So he leaves us with the intention of returning, okay? All that you need you will find in the bedside table to the left of the table. Everything - she slapped me on the back - forward, the third room. I entered and looked around - in the middle - a massage table, at the door - a table and a chair next to it. On the other side of the door - just the bedside table, where everything is. Before the arrival of the client, I decided to examine what I will have. I opened the door and began to study - massage oils of all kinds of fragrances, body cream, hand, foot, rolled towels - as I suggested, to cover intimate places during certain types of massage. Glancing at the door, I saw something that made my heart beat faster and my body was swept by a slight wave of arousal — various condoms lay, and on the side — lubricant, warming and cooling, and ... (I licked dried lips) for anal sex.

Here it is necessary to clarify that I am only theoretically savvy in this matter. I did not have a girl, but sex, if you could call it that, was twice, with different girls. Basically, I shot excitement by banal watching hot movies at the computer.

Neither in normal sex, nor even in anal, I did not participate, but since all sorts of things for him are possible - it is coming. Goosebumps ran through the body, and I closed the cabinet, sat down on it, waiting for the client.

I calmed all the waves and goosebumps, and that woman came in. Here I can focus on her description - a tall, young-looking blonde with short hair, In a denim suit, which she immediately began to take off. She was wearing a white T-shirt with an inscription, and jeans, tightly fitting her wide ass. Undressing, she looked at me continuously, and sat down on a chair. I said hello, she nodded back.

- My name is Arina. They know me, but they told me that today I have you, a new worker. Well, I hope you will not disappoint me. I would like a general massage, rejuvenating ... and then how it goes - she finished.

I nodded, and began to get the butter and stuff I needed, meanwhile, she began to undress, and when she came to the table, she was wearing white cotton underwear, from which half her priests looked out, and a white lace bodice, from which her impressive breasts bulged a bit, as if they were there closely.She went to the table and stood expectantly, waiting for what instructions I would give her. After peeking at her (she, despite her years, looked awesome) I ...