I arrived at work at my normal time, just before 8:00AM. Technically, I didn't have to be there until 8:30 but, as an intern, I wanted to make a good impression. My boss, Jill, usually showed up around 8:15 and I really liked her seeing that I was consistently there before her. So far, it had been a good plan. She was always giving me extra work and complimenting me on my work habit. It was the last week of my internship and I wanted to finish on a high note so that she would give me a great recommendation when I started looking for full time jobs after my senior year of college next year. 

I started off with my daily routine of grabbing a coffee and checking my emails. From there I would put together my to-do list for the day and begin working on getting things accomplished. I really enjoyed working for Jill. She was a great mentor and role model for a young woman - just the kind of person that you would want to model your life after.

Jill was in her mid-40s and had a commanding presence as a professional woman. I think some of that had to do with her striking good looks. Even at her age, her morning routine at the gym kept her in good shape and she clearly took time to make sure she was presentable every single day. 

In addition to her looks, she carried herself with more confidence than anyone I had ever met. Even other executives in the company seemed to be slightly intimidated by her and respected her opinions more than anyone else.

As I finished my list for the day, she walked by my office and stopped to say hello. 

“Good morning, Kayla. How are you today?” she asked, pleasantly.

“Great, Jill! How are you?” I replied.

“Excellent. Do me a favor and clear your calendar for the afternoon. I’d like to take you out to lunch and my favorite spa for being such a fantastic intern this summer,” she told me.

“Are you sure? You don’t have to do that! It’s been a pleasure working here. I don’t need all that,” I said, a little shocked at her generous offer.

“Don’t be silly. You’ve been amazing to work with and I want to do something nice to thank you. Finish what you can this morning and we will leave around noon,” she said before turning to leave.

I was excited but I kept my composure until she was out of sight. It was rare that Jill spent any one-on-one time with any of the interns outside of the office, so this would be a great opportunity to build my relationship with her. 

For the rest of the morning, I buried myself in my work and tried to complete everything I could in the three and a half hours that I had before lunch. I was able to complete most of it and it had the pleasant effect of making time fly by. Before I knew it, it was 11:45 AM. I finished up my last task and gathered my things for lunch.

At exactly noon, Jill appeared in my doorway again.

“Ready to go?” she asked.

“I sure am!” I replied.

“Great! Are you very hungry? I thought we could start with a trip to the spa before we eat,” she said, “I always find it easier to relax when I’m not full.”

“Oh, that’s fine with me!” I replied.

Even though I was pretty hungry, I didn’t want to disagree with Jill. 

We left the office and took the elevator down to the parking garage. Jill offered to drive both of us so we climbed into her black Mercedes and began our journey across town to the spa. During the drive, we made small talk about various things - mostly work, school, and my future plans. After about fifteen minutes, we pulled up to a modern-looking building with a sign reading  ‘Babylon Spa Services’ above the front doors.

Before we got out of the car, Jill asked, “Have you ever been to an upscale spa like this before?”

“I have not,” I admitted.

“Okay, that’s fine. Just follow my lead and let me take care of it. I come here once a week so I’m a bit of a regular. I’ll just set you up with my usual routine and we’ll do it together so we can chat during everything,” she explained.

I followed her through the front doors and up to the large front desk where a very attractive young woman was sitting.

“Hey Jill! Who’s this with you today?” she asked.

“This is Kayla, my prize intern this summer. I think she’s earned a special day at Babylon for all the great work she’s done. Can you set us up for my usual? You can just put it on my account,” Jill told the girl.

“Jill, you don’t have to pay for me,” I said.

“Kayla, honey, I know what you get paid. It would be ridiculous of me to expect you to spend two pay checks on a trip to the spa,” Jill said with a wink.

Holy shit. Two pay checks? That means this would cost at least $1,500.00! 

“Any special requests for the two of you?” the girl asked Jill.

“No, any of the talented employees here will be just fine for us today!” Jill replied.

Once we got checked in, the girl, whose name I learned was Sam, lead us through the doors and into a private changing area. Once we were inside, she left us alone and closed the door behind us.

“Okay, I suppose I should tell you what we will be getting done today,” Jill started. “First, we will be getting waxed from head to toe. It hurts a little bit but tough it out and you will thank yourself. They are so good here!”

“Oh my, I’ve never had a wax before!” I said, nervously.

As we talked, Jill began removing her clothing, which made me a little uncomfortable. The room wasn't very large and I didn’t know where I should look.

“Don’t be shy, dear,” Jill said, “ we are both adult woman. There is nothing to be ashamed of!”

I laughed nervously and began following what she was doing. As I stripped down, I couldn’t help but peek at my boss. She was more than twice my age but her body was one I’d kill for. Her breasts were still high and perky with minimal sagging. Her legs were long and toned and her stomach was flat and trim.

I didn’t consider myself unattractive or fat by any means, but there was just something about being so close to such a confident woman that made me a little apprehensive. Eventually I was down to my bra and panties and began putting on the robe that was hanging on my side of the room. Then I noticed that Jill had shed her underwear completely and was now just putting the robe over her naked body. I didn’t want to seem like a prude so I, too, pulled down my panties and released my bra.

“Oh, look at that cute little bush you have!” Jill said, “Don’t worry, I’m only kidding. By the way, we are now on personal time so feel free to treat me as a friend, not a boss.”

“Okay, Jill - sorry. I’m just out of my element here. I’ll try to loosen up,” I told her, turning red at her comment.

As we pulled on our robes, Jill filled me in on the rest of the afternoon. It would be about an hour or a little more, complete with waxing, a massage, and some relaxation therapy. I was very excited that she was sharing this experience with me. I felt that it meant she trusted me and I knew that was a big deal for someone like Jill.

We made our way down the long hallway to a room that looked like it belonged in a movie. No wonder this place was so expensive! It was a huge room with two massage tables in the center. The floors looked to be an elegant marble material with gold flakes sparkling throughout. The walls were covered in a rich-looking purple, material that I could only describe as a velvet-like. There were fresh flowers on almost every surface, giving the room a strong but pleasant floral scent.

I just stood there for a second taking it all in until Jill nudged me and signaled that we should take our places on the table. Following her lead, I took off my robe and placed it in a basket near the edge of one of the beds. It may seem awkward that I was standing around naked with my boss at a spa, but she made it feel so normal. Her confidence was contagious and by this time, I felt completely normal doing all of this.

I laid back on the table and placed two small towels over myself to maintain a little modesty for when the spa workers came in, one covering my breasts and one covering my groin area. Jill did the same. We chatted idly for a couple minutes until we heard a gentle knock at the door.

“Come in,” Jill instructed.

Two Asian women entered the room and greeted us politely. I’m not sure they spoke English because they made no more attempts to converse with us. As Jill and I continued chatting, the two women set up some privacy curtains which made me feel a little better. The curtain was about two feet above the table and covered me from the waist down. I wouldn’t be able to see what they were doing to me when they got to that region but that was okay with me. Additionally, I couldn’t see anything that was happening to Jill. Another bonus for me, because it would be a lot easier to hold a conversation if I couldn’t see her getting waxed.

The girl working on me, started with my eyebrows. The pain was intense at first but she would immediately put pressure on the spot which seemed to dull the pain pretty quickly. From there she moved on to my arms, removing all traces of hair. As she worked, I couldn’t help but notice how pretty she was. She looked to be in her twenties, like me. Her jet black hair was pulled back tightly into a neat bun at the back of her head. Her skin was like porcelain and her tight uniform really accentuated her slim body. I was not attracted to women but I couldn’t deny her natural beauty.

I was still a bit uncomfortable being so exposed in front of the two spa employees and my boss, but the conversation and professional environment was starting to ease my nerves. Jill and I made small talk about my plans for my final school year and beyond. She was full of advice for succeeding in the business world as a woman. It was almost unfortunate that we were at the spa and not the office, I would have loved to be able to write down some of the things she was telling me.

As we chatted, the young woman worked on my legs with the wax. It was hot upon application and stung as she ripped the patches off me. It was an interesting experience, not unpleasant but made me laugh a bit on the inside at the pain women will subject themselves to in order to be completely hairless.

“Ok, we do your hoo-ha now, okay?” the young woman said, somewhere between telling and asking.

“Oh, um, no. That’s okay,” I told her.

“Kayla, don’t be silly. That’s the best part! You wouldn’t believe how great it feels to be completely smooth down there,” Jill said. 

Feeling like I didn’t really have a choice in the matter, I turned to my girl and nodded my agreement. She lifted my knees up off the table so that I was still laying on my back but my legs were spread, allowing her access to my most private area. 

I felt myself blush from this level of exposure. I was suddenly self-conscious of how my vagina looked and remembered feeling the same way the first time my last boyfriend went down on me for the first time. And that was in a dark room with a guy I had known for months, not in a well-lit room with three other people!

The anticipation was killing me. I knew this was going to hurt quite a bit more than the rest of the waxing because the hair was longer and on a more sensitive part of my body. She started on the inside of my thighs, very close to my vagina and rubbed the wax onto my skin just as she had done before. The wax was hot and I was worried that it might burn my lady parts. That was an irrational thought though, as they do this all the time so there was no real danger. The wax cooled in a few seconds and I felt her fingertips grabbing ahold of the edge of wax and ripping it off, taking a patch of hair along with it. It hurt a lot! I did my best not to react too strongly but the pain was so sudden that I gasped out loud. Jill turned towards me and smiled knowingly.

From there, the woman continued spreading wax on my sensitive areas and pulled the hair off. With each application, she got closer and closer to my vagina. As she did so, she had to pull the skin taught to get complete coverage and was not shy about having her hands all over my vagina. It was awkward but she was very professional.

I could tell it was almost over as she was now spreading wax around my outer pussy lips to get the last bits of hair directly surrounding my slit. It was incredibly intimate and I was still a bit embarrassed. More than ever, I was happy for the curtain hiding my now nearly hairless genitals from my boss. The hair here was the thickest and it took a few pulls which made it hurt more than the last few.

“Ow!” I hissed, unable to not react.

Jill smiled calmly from her own table, no doubt getting the same treatment on her end. As I tried to recover from the stinging pain, I felt the lady press down on the area to dull the pain. She also  began rubbing and part of her hand was making direct contact with my sensitive clitoris. It shocked me and I nearly moaned from the surprise contact. I’m sure it was an accident but a woman touching me there was not making me feel any more comfortable.

She then repeated the process on the other side - waxing, cooling, and yanking. Again, the pain was searing! She pushed down and rubbed the area to dull the pain. Again, she made contact with my clit and sent chills though my body. I stared straight at the ceiling, trying to ignore what she was doing.

This went on for three more small areas around my vagina, removing every last hair that I had down there. Each time, she dulled the pain by rubbing the area she had just waxed, and each time she made contact with my sensitive little organ. I was sure that this was not intentional and just inadvertent contact even though it happened every time.

Just when I thought it was over, I felt her applying more wax. This time, it was just south of my now hairless pussy. She was about to wax my asshole! I wanted no part of this but was too taken aback to stop her at this point. Again, she waited for it to cool a bit and then ripped the wax off. The familiar sting returned and she again rubbed the area to calm the pain. No one had ever touched me back there before and I squirmed a bit.

She grabbed a small jar of oil to calm my raw skin. I felt her drizzle it on the top of my vagina and it dripped down along my exposed lips and down to my ass. Once she felt she had applied enough, she put down the jar and began rubbing it in. If I thought the last experience was intimate, I was in for a shock. Using her hands, she rubbed the oil into my skin and reached every nook and cranny in slow deliberate movements. Her fingertips were all over my vaginal lips and clit, rubbing and massaging the oil in. 

As she did so, I felt myself becoming extremely aroused. The oil must have had some sort of essence in it to cause my skin to tingle. The oil and her hands were driving me crazy. It was beyond being attracted to her or women in general. This kind of stimulation was too much for my brain to distinguish. I looked over at Jill to see if she noticed my reaction. I immediately knew that she was receiving similar attention. She had a small smile on her face and her mouth was slightly open with her eyes closed. 

The young lady's no longer trying to just rub the oil in, she was now deliberately trying to get me off. As she rubbed my clit faster and faster with one hand, she slipped a finger inside my well lubricated hole and curled it up to hit my g-spot. I knew I couldn’t hold off much longer even if I wanted to. My concern was whether or not I could remain quiet in the presence of my boss. As I was trying my hardest to not cum, I heard Jill moan a few feet away.

I glanced over at her and saw her head jolt off the pillow and grab the sides of the table. She had all the tell-tale signs of an orgasm about to rip through her. Seeing her like that pushed me over the edge. I couldn’t hold back any longer and felt my own orgasm taking over my body.

“Oh, fuck!” I moaned, as the feeling overwhelmed me. 

A few feet away, Jill’s orgasm peaked and she, too, let out a string of profanities as she came at the hands of her talented spa attendant. As we both came down from our orgasmic highs, we turned our heads to face each other. She smiled at me with a look of complete satisfaction on her face.

“Well, how did you like your first wax?” she asked, laughing.

I could only giggle in response, as I was still feeling the aftershocks of my intense orgasm. As if nothing had happened, the two ladies placed small towels over our private areas, and removed the curtains. Their job was now done and they quietly exited the room.

“Ready for your massage?” Jill asked.

I completely forgot about the massage! 

“I always find a nice orgasm gets me ready to really enjoy the massage,” Jill continued, matter-of-factly.

“I’m not even sure I need a massage after that!” I said.

“If you thought that was relaxing, just wait until you feel how great these guys are with their hands,” she told me.

Guys? I thought. It was one thing to be naked in front of my boss and two Asian women, but two men? I was suddenly nervous all over again.

Jill rolled over onto her stomach and covered her ass with the small towel to prepare herself for the men to come in. I followed suit, happy that my breasts and butt would be hidden when they arrived. We continued our chat from before and before long, two young men entered the room.

They introduced themselves as Lee and Darren. Lee would be massaging me and Darren would be working on Jill. These two could have been in a magazine ad for the place. Both of them were strikingly handsome with strong looking arms and tight white t-shirts coving the rest of their well-muscled bodies. The were both wearing light gray shorts that were tight, but not too tight. 

My mind was already on sex after the last part of the spa experience, so seeing these two walk in, I couldn’t help but take notice how hot they were. Lee approached me and shook my hand, I looked up at him and smiled, telling him my name. He smiled back and asked if there were any special treatments I wanted.

“Um, no. Just your normal routine will be great I’m sure!” I said.

He wasted no time getting started. That familiar jar of oil made its return and he drizzled a generous amount all over my back. His strong hands began working it into my skin and I was in heaven. He was strong and had no trouble finding the most tender areas. I found it difficult to remain quiet as he deeply massaged my back and shoulders.

Time seemed to fly by and soon he was shifting his attention to the back of my legs and calves. His touch felt like magic and I never wanted it to end. Soon, he worked his way back up my legs and was working the crease where my ass met my legs. I was secretly hoping he had the same training as my wax girl, but he was professional and avoided making contact with me down there. 

I felt the cool air of the room as Lee removed the towel and began rubbing my glutes. It felt strange to be fully exposed to a man like this but he seemed professional and the massage felt so good that I was not about to stop him, especially given the level of exposure I had just experienced during the waxing. I knew that he was able to see my freshly waxed asshole with the way he was kneading my cheeks, pushing them together and pulling them apart.

After twenty minutes or so, he had me roll over onto my back. I was so relaxed that I no longer felt self-conscious about exposing my perky breasts and bare vagina to him. He started from the bottom, massaging my legs. Again, I secretly hoped he would brush against my pussy but that seemed to be reserved for the wax girls, as he again avoided any contact, even when massaging my upper thighs.

Soon, he was rubbing oil into my naked breasts and massaging the muscles above, below, and to the side of them. I was in heaven. After several minutes, Lee wiped his hands and positioned himself at the head of the table above me. He was now rubbing my temples and forehead in a way that I’d never felt. I had never been so relaxed in my life. I felt I could fall asleep at any moment. I closed my eyes and just got lost in his magical touch.

I’m not sure how much time had passed but at some point, he stopped the facial massage. I didn’t know my face could feel so relaxed. I didn’t want to move so I just kept my eyes shut and hoped that the massage was not over. I felt his presence over me again and waited for him to resume touching me. A few seconds went by and he had not touched me so I opened my eyes to see what was going on.

The sight waiting for me was beyond anything I could have imagined. Hovering inches above my face was Lee’s fully erect penis, jutting out through the fly in his shorts. I was in such shock that I couldn’t move. It was bigger than any penis I’d ever seen. I’d only been with a few boys in high school and college and none of them were packing anything like this. Lee’s dick had to be at least nine inches long, unbelievably thick, and covered with veins. 

I turned my head towards Jill to see if she had noticed, and saw that she was a step ahead of me. Darren was standing over her with his equally impressive tool in her face, but she was doing more than just staring in awe. Jill had the head in her mouth and was stroking the shaft as she lay on her back.

Taking his cue, Lee grabbed his dick and pointed it down toward my mouth. I had to tilt my head back a bit but I opened my mouth and followed Jill’s lead, grabbing Lee’s shaft and stroking with the head in my mouth. He was so big that I wasn’t sure I could take much more than the head in my mouth. Sensing that this was probably not the most comfortable position for me, Lee moved to the side of the table and I turned my head to let him put his cock back in my mouth. As I sucked and stroked him, Lee’s left hand felt my breasts while his right hand found its way a little further down.  

My pussy was soaked from a combination of excitement over this erotic situation, the big cock in my mouth, and the oil from before. His fingertip slowly teased my clit and my hips bucked off the table, causing his cock to fall from my mouth. Before I could put it back in, he grabbed me and spun my body ninety degrees so that I was laying across the table with him between my legs. 

I looked down and saw my glistening body with Lee standing between my legs, his cock sticking straight out, hovering over me. He grabbed it with one hand and waggled it up and down, slapping my pussy lips with it. It sent tingles through my body and I moaned loudly.

I dropped my head back to see what Jill was doing on her table. She was currently on all fours as Darren began slipping his rod inside her from behind. She moaned as he pushed inside her, filling her with his man meat. Turning my attention back to Lee, I saw that he was now lining up his head with my tight opening, coating it with the mixture of juices down there. 

There was a slight pressure on the outside of my entrance as he pushed forward, followed by an intense feeling of being stretched open by his fat cock head. My eyes went wide and I took deep breaths trying to adjust to his size. I was lubricated enough that it was sliding in without much resistantace, but it was so big that I felt like I was being split in half. About halfway in, Lee stopped, and dropped his right hand to my clit. He rubbed furiously and it shifted the slight pain I was feeling into a feeling of our ecstasy. Seeing my reaction, he pushed forward again and buried the rest of his cock inside my tight pussy. I had never been so full in my life. Reaching down, he grabbed me gently behind the neck and pulled me up into a slight sitting position and kissed me passionately. As we kissed, he began his thrusting. Each stroke felt like I was losing my virginity again. I was far too tight for a cock like this. After a couple minutes, he must have felt my body had adjusted enough and picked up his pace.

I was out of my mind with pleasure. His dick was impossibly hard and was hitting all the right spots inside me with every stroke. I knew what was coming and made no attempt to slow it down as I had during the waxing. An orgasm was building inside me like a tidal wave, and I was ready to ride it out.

Suddenly, he thrust deep inside me and held it there. I thought he was cumming already and was immediately disappointed that I had not even orgasmed on this magnificent cock, but I was wrong. It was time for a new positon. He pulled me close and I wrapped my arms and legs around him. Effortlessly, he stood up, lifting me off the table and keeping me impaled on his shaft.

He then turned around and leaned back so that he was now sitting on the table with me in his lap. He grabbed my breast with one hand and sucked the nipple into his eager mouth, causing me to let out another loud moan. Lee then skillfully maneuvered us so that he was lying on his back on the table with me on top in the cowgirl position. I knew what to do and started riding him slowly.

I now had a great view of what was happening on Jill’s table. Similarly, she was on top of Darren but was facing the other way, away from him. She was gyrating her hips and grinding up and down. Her movements looked desperate, like she was trying to get that last bit of stimulation needed for her orgasm. Her voiced sounded deep and primal as she moaned and told Darren to fuck her harder.

All the moving around had pushed pause on my orgasm, but within a few seconds of riding him, it was making a fierce comeback. It was now the only thing on my mind and I was bouncing on his cock as quickly as I could to induce my orgasm. Knowing what I was doing, Lee decided to help out and returned his hand to my little button. That was the final straw for me and pushed me over an orgasmic cliff like I’d never been on before. It started in my vagina but spread throughout my body. Every muscle tensed as I exploded on top of him. I was yelling nonsense and had lost all control of my body. As I came, he took over, and thrust into me from below. This only served to heighten and extend my orgasm. It felt like I would pass out at one point!

As smoothly as he had gotten us into this position, he spun us over so that he was on top again. He was pounding me harder than before and I looked down to see my exhausted pussy was now bright pink from the abuse it was taking. Suddenly, he pulled out and pointed his cock at my tits. I knew what was coming and was so turned on that I reached down and grabbed him, pulling him up near my face.

Leaning down, I took him into my mouth and tasted myself for the first time ever. It was the kind of thing that would have disgusted me yesterday, but given the days events, it only turned me on more. I stroked and sucked him as quickly as I could, desperate to make him cum. Within seconds, I felt him tense and prepared myself. As he exploded in my mouth, I tried to keep up with him, swallowing as much as I could, but it never seemed to end. It flowed out of my mouth and down my chin, onto my tits. Soon he was softening and pulled himself away, jerking the last few drops out and onto my waiting tongue.

“Wow - that was fucking hot, Kayla!” I heard from next to me.

I turned and looked at Jill with a cum-covered smile on my face. She was in a similar state as Darren had released his load all over her face. 

“Oh my god, Jill, what is this place? I’ve never cum like that in my life!” I said, exhausted.

“This… is a place that is one of the many perks that will come with your offer letter next week. How would you like to work for me full time after you graduate?” Jill asked.

“Are you… are you kidding me?” I said, stunned.

“I would never kid about something like that. Consider this an informal offer. The formal offer will occur back at the office when we are not both covered in cum” she said, laughing. 

On the way back to the office, Jill explained that work performance is only part of what she looks for in employees. Today had been a test in willingness to get outside my comfort zone and take chances. She wanted people who she could trust in any situation and not be worried about them losing their cool. Apparently, getting fingered by a young woman and fucked within an inch of my life by a good-looking stud had been part of my interview!

I can’t wait to finish my senior year and start full time!