Sara put on one of the plush spa robes, slipped on a pair of slipper sandals she had brought, and walked out of her treatment room down the hallway. She saw Lia, who directed her to a small private room with a table set for lunch. She took the seat and smiled at Lia, thanking her. Lia still had on her flowered silk skirt, but it seemed shorter than before. Sara made no comment and looked at the small menu card on her plate.
“May I offer you a palette cleanser?”
She asked, holding a flute of what appeared to be wine or champagne.
“It’s a dry white wine from Italy, slightly acidic, and the chef feels that it can offset any possible impacts of your earlier activities.” She smiled. Sara looked at her, intrigued.
“Cum can be quite basic in Ph; I am not sure how much you have enjoyed; I assume more than normal; this will balance everything before you have lunch. Trust me, it does.”
Sara blushed and admitted that she had “enjoyed” quite a bit in the past hour. She sipped the wine. It was exquisite. She asked if there was any of the wine she had during her bath. Lia assured her it would be served during lunch for her to enjoy throughout the remainder of the day.
She was served a chilled salad, accompanied by homemade bread. Lia returned with the wine and poured.
“Marshall, Jason, and Trey wanted me to make sure you were fully satisfied so far. They did say they enjoyed it.”
“I cannot even begin to tell you how satisfied I am. It has been wonderful.”
"Well, just to make sure, I am available during lunch if you desire a change of pace.”
Sara was touched and also turned on that Jeff had thought of that. She wasn’t all that bi; she had played now and then, and Lia was very, very pretty. However, she really needed a bit of a break. She had lost count of her orgasms.
After lunch, she relocated to the salon, had her hair styled, and got a wonderful foot massage and pedicure. She was relaxing in a massage chair, letting her toes dry while getting a manicure when Lia reappeared. She had another glass of the wine Jeff had selected and set it down on the side table. She walked over to the table used by the esthetician and picked up a tray with several items on it. She came back and sat in front of her.
“May I?” She asked, reaching to untie Sara’s robe. She opened it.
“I am here to do your bikini line; do you have a preference for the look? Full Brazilian or a trim?”
“Jeff likes some above; maybe a nice small V? I keep it clean, but it has been a couple of weeks since I had it done. What do you think?”
“Well, this is my style.”
Lia lifted her skirt, and Sara saw that she was bare around her lips, trimmed very clean except for a V that started just above her slit and flared wide but was only an inch or two high. The hair looked perfectly coifed. It had an erotic look.
“I like that. I think Jeff will too.”
Lia explained her process and began to use a soft exfoliant scrub. She was very gentle and careful, and after rinsing, she reached for a small jar of white cream-like substance.