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A New York Escorts Confessions
Alexa’s Peep Show
So there I was yesterday skipping my way to the salon before the big holiday weekend. My head was full of barbecue dreams, of splashing around in the ocean and the pool, me and my teeny weeny ginghamy bikini. I was going to look smart, sophisticated, summery, and fun.
Apparently I was also going to look hairy. Because when I finally arrived at the salon, I learned that the woman who did my bikini line for the past three years had up and left the day before.
“What?! You’re kidding me. But what happened? She didn’t say anything about leaving.” What was I going to do now—shave? Ugh. I bristled at the thought. Nothing gives you a sweet red rash faster than a shave and haircut down there.
“Maria—”
The salon owner cut the receptionist off and fast. “Solange would be happy to see you—”
“That’s okay.”
“She’s very good. Much better than Maria.”
“Hey. No one’s better than Maria.”
It was true. I’ve learned to think of the talented people who go into waxing as true artisans. I’m sure that sounds way overblown—until you have yourself a bad eyebrow experience. Before I found Maria, someone crafted mine into straight lines instead of arches. I spent a month looking like something dreamed up in Jim Henson’s muppet studio.
Maria was great with eyebrows, but even better with bikini lines. She was gentle, quick, had an expert line, and most of all, was funny and fun. I trusted her. No one but no one was going to make me switch to someone named Solange.
Afterwards, I dejectedly made my way to the back of the salon to use the bathroom. Once there I pulled up my dress, pushed down my panties, and took a good look at the situation. Maybe I could go wax free. I was a redhead after all. It wasn’t so dark and scary down there. I snapped my thong back in place. Then again, a good waxing really does a girl good.
As I exited the bathroom, the receptionist practically plowed her way into me. “Hey—” I started to say. Before I could get another word out though, she was putting something into my hand—none other than Maria’s business card. I mouthed a silent ‘thank you’ as she quickly closed the door behind her.
I was punching the numbers into my phone even before I left the salon. “Maria? Maria! It’s Alexa.”
“Hello sweetie.”
“Oh! It’s so nice to hear your voice! What happened?”
“The salon owner. He—he’s not so nice.”
“I know. He tried to pass me off to someone named ‘Solange’.”
“You know. She’s not so bad.”
“She’s not you!”
Maria laughed. “Thank you sweetie. So what do you need from me, hmmm?”
“Oh! Oh I’m so relieved I got you, you have no idea. A bikini.”
“I can do you around six today? That good?”
“Perfect. Where do I go?”
“Give me your address.”
That stopped me. “Wait. You’re—you’re doing house calls now? For bikini waxing?”
“Why not?”
Why not indeed.
So that evening Maria came over, her wax, her strips, her towels in tow. What she hadn’t had time to get though was a portable table. Which meant we were confined to the couch. In the living room. Where I have no blinds.
“Oh no. I didn’t think about that. We could try your bed?”
“The light sucks in there really. I’ll just—maybe if we—if I have my head facing towards the kitchen okay, and I could just—”
“And you could hold your dress up like a tent, you know?”
“Yeah. No one will really be able to see…” Except the people across the street on higher floors. And we’d probably look a bit suspect to the people on the same floor across the street for that matter. But hey, after all, it was New York. Hadn’t they seen me like a million times before when I forgot something in the living room after I had already gotten naked for a bath?
We laughed about it the whole way through. I told her about the people across the street who were forever watching porn movies on their plasma with the blinds up. Now they were getting one live and in person.
I mugged for all it was worth. Each time Maria put her hand under my dress to apply the wax, I licked my lips and closed my eyes. Each time she ripped the strips off I arched my back and pointed my toes. I spread my legs wider than she needed. I ran my fingers through my hair and down my front.
When we were done, I turned around on the couch just in time to see a man two floors up above hanging out of his window smoking a cigarette. His eyes seemed to be trained right on my window. I rolled over and ‘accidentally’ caught my dress on my arm, exposing the new neater and more geometric me. Maria started to laugh.
Well what can I say? I was only trying to show off some really fine work.
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Admittedly that sweet, red rash might look trashy to a sophisticated set, but to a country boy nothing says 'Strawberries and Cream' like a little razor burn.
Posted by rockadayjohnny on Jun 30 10:43AMIll volunteer to do the waxing if you need it. Just came across your blgo, looking forward to reading back in it. Stop by and say hello
Posted by Dean on Jun 30 12:24PMLMAO! Totally reminds me of that scene in The Sweetest Thing when Christina Applegate acts like Cameron Diaz is giving her head, when she's really just looking for something that fell on the side...it's so funny when one thing looks like something it's not!
Posted by David on Jul 2 06:20PMAlexa, on the day when I needed a laugh the most, you definitely provided it in spades. Thanks, cute stuff...much much needed!
Posted by 646guy on Jul 3 12:08PMi happen to find women who are bushy down there to be extremely sexy... it's like icing on the cake when you lick her, you know...
hugs,
Posted by Hustler on Jul 4 06:23AMThis story is like fish that are five days old: I don't buy it!
Posted by Big Boobs Are Kind of Neat on Jul 20 05:24PMPost a Comment
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So why am I writing this blog? I have an inner exhibitionist that just needs to be let out. I've always wanted to bare myself completely in front of strangers but have always been held back by fear.
As strange as it may sound, I've never really truly bared myself in front of any of my clients. For all that they've seen, they've never seen me be me. And for all that I've seen, I simply need to share it with you!
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