Chapter 80

By the time he had finished, Sandra’s skin was numb and hot. She was exhausted from the experience and ready to run and hide from embarrassment. Creighton rubbed an oily substance across her entire pubic area, being assured by Rochelle that this would prohibit the hair from growing back a few days longer, then told Sandra to roll to her stomach so they could finish her legs and her backdoor.

“You mean you wax her arse as well?” Creighton asked boldly once Sandra was lying on her stomach; the restraint around her waist repositioned and her hands holding onto a set of bars under the table.

“Absolutely,” Rochelle insisted. “Full, hairless and smooth. That’s the goal.”

Half an hour later Sandra was sitting on the chaise next to Creighton, having had her legs and all her private parts waxed and oiled to perfection.

“I’m very proud of you,” he told her, sipping on the white wine Rochelle’s assistant brought to them. “I never knew how intense something like this was.”

“And to think our sist