4 comments/ 17005 views/ 6 favorites Deluxe Pedicure Ch. 01 By: SilentStrength Lucy got out of her car and smoothed out her clothes. There was still a bit of springtime chill in the air, the slight breeze easily penetrating her light clothing. It was a short walk from the parking lot so she had decided against wearing a jacket. She paused a moment, not looking forward to another work day. She gazed at her reflection in the car window for one last appearance check. Her slender, almost boyish form gazed back at her with not a hair out of place. She clicked the locks and headed indoors. Once inside, the others greeted her like every other day. Sunshine Nails was a typical suburban salon. Nestled in a strip shopping center, just like hundreds of others that always seem to feature at least a nail salon and a dry cleaner. The clientele were uninteresting for the most part. Usually local women getting ready for some special night out or business women that needed to be perfectly groomed for the office. Less frequently a group of housewives might have a girls day out and fill up all the stations for a short time. Once in a while men would come in too - usually accompanying their wives and trying to blend in with the wallpaper while waiting in such a feminine establishment. The few that were actually customers were usually older men that were too large around the middle to see and take care of their own gnarly hands and feet. Lucy worked alongside her two cousins and frequently chit-chatted to pass the time. To the frustration of their customers, she and the other girls often conversed in their native Mandarin. It wasn't deliberate. At least on Lucy's part. She had emigrated to America in her late twenties on a whim and with barely the clothes on her back. Her mother had endlessly bragged about her aunt's successful business in Texas and how great things were there. One day she started conversing with her aunt via e-mail and the opportunity knocked. Coming to America at that age, she spent a lot of time with family and not much mingling with her new neighbors. English was a very hard language to pick up and Lucy had only mastered the basics. She was able to do her banking, handle money at the grocery store, but not much more than that. Consequently, it was much easier to converse with her cousins in Mandarin. That afternoon, she and the girls were finishing up with a regular client and talking as usual. One of the other girls remarked about how the customer's feet resembled those of a pig. Lucy and the others tried to keep straight faces while chatting about the poor woman's puffy feet and stubby toes. As usual, the customer was clueless and indifferent about the conversation, not knowing their language. She kept her nose down in a book while the girls tended to her. While that was going on Lucy busied herself getting hot towels ready and cleaning the foot basins. The bells on the front door jingled, alerting of a customer entering. Lucy looked up and saw the man walk in like he owned the place. She thought that odd as he was not their usual male visitor that seemed preoccupied with keeping a low profile and hiding from view. No, this one was different. He came right in and asked at the desk for a deluxe spa pedicure. Clearly this was nothing new to him. He was subtly masculine, with an air about him that said he was in charge. About six feet tall and casually dressed, he strode confidently toward the massage chair with the foot basin Lucy had been preparing. As he was getting seated and removing his shoes, her cousins started their banter. "Lucy, looks like you got a real man to take care of. What color polish you think he wants?" She stifled the giggle and mustered her best smile and asked the man directly, in English. Her cousins immediately blushed and tried to look occupied. The man grinned and replied, "I'll pass on the polish today, thank you. I don't want all the other guys at the office getting jealous you know." When he answered, she happened to make eye contact and immediately felt butterflies. There was an uncomfortable pause while she looked into his sharp blue eyes and then finally acknowledged his humorous comeback by gesturing for him to place his feet in the basin. While she got her nail tools and lotions organized, she peered at the man in her peripheral vision. On second glance, she was trying to figure what about this man got her so suddenly bothered. He wasn't very remarkable to be honest. An ordinary, middle-aged anglo man, he was proportionately sized with a bit of a gut. He had a close crew cut on top and a neatly trimmed beard. He was wearing a loose shirt that, on second glance, was covering up a muscular frame. Since he was relaxed into the chair it was barely noticeable. The more she glanced at him, the more she was enticed to look again. Lucy was suddenly self-conscious. She remembered peering at her reflection in the car window earlier and settled down a little. A quick glance down and she noted nothing amiss. Her light cotton blouse was tucked neatly into her capri pants, the material flowing down from her neck uninterrupted by her small breasts. She had always been proud of her diminutive figure, except for her chest. It seemed all the American girls had huge breasts and had a more voluptuous look about them. Hers, on the other hand, would barely fill a shot glass. Returning her attention to her new client, she felt the butterflies again and now her subtle nipples were staring to stiffen. Leaning forward a tiny bit relaxed the blouse a bit and kept her reaction concealed. As the man stretched out, Lucy began his pedicure. He was hard to read, seeming to almost take a nap. Now and then, she would look up and notice his eyes on her as she tended to his feet. Her cousins started their teasing again as she was completing the pedicure and getting ready to finish with a foot and leg massage. "Lucy, he has nice feet. With toes like that one I'll bet he has a nice juicy cock for you." She would just leer at that other girls, caressing the man's toes like they were his penis. They'd start giggling again when she'd reply, "Ladies that's enough. Maybe it's none of your business what this new customer is packing for me." The second round of giggling caught the man's attention. He gave Lucy a questioning look so she responded with a lie, "Those women are my cousins and they talk too much. Lin over there was telling a funny story about something her child did at school last week." He chuckled and made a comment about damn kids. At that point she increased the pressure of the foot massage and started working up his shins. His eyes rolled back and he stretched some more enjoying Lucy's firm touch. As she continued, she noticed his legs were very muscular. The muscles rolled under her fingertips like tightly strung ropes. As she went further along, the ropes seemingly unwound under her touch. As she continued up to his knee, she notice a rise between his legs. She smiled and started to daydream, thinking how those legs would feel wrapped around hers. She thought of the coarse, hairy legs against her own smooth creamy thighs. The more she imagined, the more hot and damp she felt in her own sex. Her aunt temporarily broke the spell. "Lucy, you need to finish today sweet heart. He's a nice one, but there's other customers to tend to today." She sighed and started massaging this man's other foot, ignoring the interruption. Continuing the pressure, she ran her thumb up from his heel through his arch causing another twitch in his pants. Thinking it was her imagination, she did it again with similar results. Now she could see the outline of a nice hard cock starting to appear in his loose fitting jeans. As she shifted on her stool, she could feel her pussy getting more heated with each motion, and on each glance of this man's increasing erection. She was starting to feel the sexual tension she was creating, imagining doing this with she and her client naked in private. Once in a while his ankle would relax a bit and his toes would slightly brush against her small breast, sending a tingle straight down to her panties. She worked her way up his shins, working around the knees, imagining she could continue a deep massage of his thighs. Lucy closed her eyes momentarily and could picture the man looking down at her, through lowered lids, licking his lips while she worked her way up, just brushing the base of his balls with the tips of her nails. His cream-colored cock standing up hard with a tiny drop of pre-cum forming at the tip... "Lucy, wrap it up! There's others waiting!" her aunt said strongly, bringing her back to reality. She had gotten so wrapped up in her fantasy that she had failed to notice the two women that had come in and were seated in the waiting area. She quickly finished toweling off the man's feet and putting his shoes on. then gestured him toward the reception counter. "That will be $30, sir. Thank you so much for coming." He gave her a sly grin while pulling out his wallet to pay. Hearing the giggles from her cousins, Lucy's heart suddenly dropped, realizing what she just said and how that came out. Damn she needed to learn English better! He handed a credit card into her shaking hand and she processed it, noting his name. Brad. So that's the mystery man's name. She handed him the charge slip to sign and turned to the ladies that had been waiting, motioning them to the back where the basins for them were filling with hot water. When she turned around, Brad handed her the completed charge slip with a folded $10 tip as well. "Have a great day, dear. That was the best pedicure I've ever had." Lucy blushed and thanked him again, as he slipped out the door and disappeared into the parking lot. Lucy hurried back to the two women and stopped the faucet, making sure they were comfortable and situated. She excused herself a moment and went back to the restroom. When the door closed behind her she leaned against the wall looking at herself in the mirror, hearing the exhaust fan humming. She was flushed and looking a bit out of sorts. Her hardened nipples were poking at the fabric of her blouse and she was really feeling hot down below. Her eyelids drooped as she felt her hands up her torso, coming around the sides of her tiny breasts. She wrapped her fingers around the sides, rolling the sensitive buds between the fingertips. It was positively heaven as she slid her slender fingers underneath her lacy bra. She imagined it was that man with his rough hands against her sensitive nipples. She could feel his muscular chest against her back, his light cologne permeating her sense of smell, and his breath behind her ear. She slid her right hand back down, slipping under the waistband of her panties. Her fingers slipped into the smoldering folds, feeling the moisture that had been building while servicing her customer. She let out a little sigh as her middle finger penetrated her tight opening, brushing her hood as it sank in. Soon another slid in and she slowly finger fucked herself while rubbing her clit with her thumb. The heat was rising from her molten pussy as she continued the motion, pinching her little nipple harder with each stroke. Finally her knees buckled as she slid down the wall and into an intense orgasm. She let go with each wave that washed over her, finally settling on her heels and raising her soaked fingers to her lips. The taste of herself was overwhelming and incredible. She finally stopped heaving and was struggling to imagine how she'd gotten so aroused that suddenly. The man just had an air about him that got to her core, sending her into fantasy land. She gathered herself up from the cool tile floor, washed up, and touched up her makeup before leaving the restroom. On her way back to the work area, she pulled the $10 bill out of her pocket and was about to put it in her wallet when a slip of paper fell out. She scooped it up from the floor and stopped dead in her tracks. There was a note: "I'd love to return the favor tonight. I'll be parked outside in my blue Chevy pickup at closing time. Please join me for a late dinner. Brad." Deluxe Pedicure Ch. 02 Brad stepped out the door of Sunshine Nails with a spring in his step. Not that the cool spring breeze had anything to do with it. He had just gotten what was arguably the best pedicure and foot massage he had ever had. Some time ago he had discovered a secret that many women just don't share on a regular basis, and most men never speak of. After several failed attempts, his now ex-girlfriend had finally talked him into accompanying her to a nail salon for a pedicure. After that first time, he kicked himself for ever questioning the masculinity of a man that goes to a nail salon. Every few weeks since then he'd drop by for a half hour of near bliss. A nail tech would took care of his feet, clipping and filing the nails, then follow that with a foot massage. It was very relaxing and energized him for the rest of the day. He never imagined the effect good feeling feet would have on him. This day, the nail tech that had worked on him was a different woman than the last few visits. A lot different. When he first came in he could sense a little something, but dismissed it to his overactive imagination. The woman appeared to be a decade younger than him, maybe 30 give or take. She had a very slender shape and was dressed rather plain. She had shoulder length, straight black hair with almond shaped eyes that were deep pools offsetting her pale complexion. She spoke softly and deliberately, seeming to struggle a little with English. When she would turn to the other women in the shop, her native tongue came out like music. He was fascinated with her as she took care of him. As she started she made the same joke about choosing a polish that all these women do when they get a man in their chair. And he made the same old comeback about the other guys in the office or the like. The ladies tittered and giggled about something he didn't understand as he relaxed and enjoyed the attention. Ever so often he would glance down at the woman tending his feet and notice little details. The way her ear peeked out of her silken hair, or how she had the strength to lift his leg to get at his heel yet her touch was nearly imperceptible. Her simple cotton blouse covered her slender torso, nearly concealing her tiny breasts. It was tucked in to some shin-length pants that were form fitting and highlighted her narrow figure. Once she finished the pedicure and started the foot massage he really settled in. Occasionally she would catch him peering through his nearly closed lids and their eyes would lock for a long moment. The electricity was palpable and the tension building. She was working his right foot and leg and seemed to be off on her own world. Her eyes were unfocused for the most part and she seemed to really be getting into the effort. Once in a while she would turn or grasp his foot in a way that would cause him to brush her chest with his toes. He could feel the firm contour of her breast momentarily, nearly invisible with the slight drape of her blouse. It made for a very erotic touch with her hidden private parts. Suddenly, the older woman in back said something to her in a sharp tone. She muttered a quick reply and went to work on his left foot. That's when he started fantasizing a little, imagining her touch elsewhere on his body tending to other tensions. When she started a firm stroke across the bottom of his foot, he felt his already stiffening cock twitch and was in heaven. She did it again and he glanced down and caught her looking up at him as well. An almost imperceptible smile appeared on her face as she continued the motion and his emerging boner started pushing against his pants. She worked farther up his calf, circling the knee with a firm and deliberate motion. Once again she seemed to be spacing out and really getting into it. Brad shifted in his seat to do a stealth adjustment of his hard-on and could feel the wetness of some pre-cum seeping out of the engorged head. Another sharp word from the old woman broke the spell and the girl working on Brad proceeded to finish up. Brad could have sworn she was a little flushed but chalked it up to the erotic thoughts he had just been thinking. After she put his shoes back on his feet, he had a moment while she went to the front of the shop to speak briefly to some women that had come in a few minutes earlier. Inspired, he scribbled a note with a dinner invite and folded it into the ten dollar bill he had out for a tip. After he settled his bill and handed her the ten he turned and exited the shop. When he turned around a moment later, the woman he'd just spent a half hour of bliss with had already vanished. He hopped in his truck and started it up. The time flashed up on the dashboard - it was just after 3 o'clock. He'd noted the business hours on the door as he'd offered to meet the woman for dinner after closing, which would be soon at six. He didn't even know her name! Now that he thought it through a little more, he started second guessing the move. What if she thought he was a stalker or serial killer? What if they close early and a cop sees him sitting out there alone waiting? How would he explain that? Preoccupied, Brad went directly home to get ready. He really hadn't worked up much of a sweat all day, but decided to take a shower and dress up a little in case his nail tech accepted his invitation. Under the hot water, all the second guessing faded away to be replaced with visions of this woman that had attended to him earlier. The thoughts caused his erection to return with a vengeance. Before he could stop, he was stroking his hard on with visions of the Asian beauty dancing in his brain. Those perfectly lined lips parting towards him, the tip of her tiny tongue dancing behind a row of perfectly straight teeth. Her slender body coming close, her heat radiating off like she was on fire. Her firm breasts just about to touch his chest. The pressure built up and the orgasm washed over him like a crashing wave, his cum boiling out and arcing into the drain by his feet. After a few more pulses it was over. After a couple of deep breaths, he finished rinsing off and stepped out to dress. He dressed down a bit, choosing casual, comfortable cotton slacks and a long sleeved shirt. He typically was not a flashy dresser, preferring a more low-key look. He never wore cologne thinking it was too strong and presumptuous. Instead he used a more subtle after-shave balm that didn't broadcast but came across only in close quarters. He rubbed it into his neck and into his closely trimmed beard leaving his skin soft and lightly scented. He had taken a long time in the shower then dilly dallied around choosing his outfit so he needed to get going. Reaching into the hall closet, he donned a matching sport coat and headed out. A few minutes before six he rolled into a parking place near Sunshine Nails. There were still several cars in the area due to the huge grocery store next to the salon that stayed open late. He could see they had already extinguished the "open" sign over the door and the outside lights. Shadows moving around behind the blinds confirmed that he hadn't arrived too late. About twenty minutes later, the women emerged and headed out to their respective cars. The woman that had taken such great care of his feet earlier was the last out the door. She stepped out to the sidewalk while the older woman locked up and then departed, leaving her alone. For a moment she seemed to scan the parking lot and then spotted him. She hesitated a moment, looking him over, then headed towards the truck. She came around the drivers door and they exchanged greetings. Brad leaned out, "Hello there. Can I interest you in some fine dining?" Immediately he thought how lame that sounded. She looked up at him, smiled and nodded. "Yes I'd enjoy that. But I don't take rides with men I do not know. Tell me where you are going and I will follow." He gave her a few choices and she settled on a small Mom and Pop establishment a few blocks away that served a great steak. She parked close to the front and waited for him to park and join her. As he walked up, he reached out to take her hand and escort her in. Her hand was delicate in his bigger paw and cold as well. His pulse quickened, with the object of his earlier fantasy at his side. Now that he wasn't sitting in a salon chair, the difference in height was more dramatic. She was barely five feet tall, coming up only to the crook of his arm. He guided her in through the door and thanked her for agreeing to join him. The hostess ushered the couple to a table off to the side and seated them. After very little small talk, Brad could tell she was having trouble with English. It started to get a little awkward until she pointed out a couple of her favorites and he offered to order for her. A round of drinks and appetizers soon followed and they enjoyed the momentary interruption. The light bulb finally went on for Brad and he finally asked her name. Lucy. He was relieved with finally getting her name and relaxed, making better conversation as he felt around the boundaries of the language barrier and got to know her a little bit. As they continued to talk, he was becoming more enamored by her simple beauty. Lucy's face had completely smooth skin and every detail had been attended to. Her eyes were deep pools with just the slightest hint of shadow on the lids. Her petite, slightly upturned nose accentuated her nicely shaped lips. When they parted a row of perfectly straight teeth were revealed, completing the picture. By the time the main course arrived, Lucy was gradually warming to the conversation and getting closer. The discussion subsided as they got preoccupied with the delicious food that was front and center. As the evening wore on and the plates emptied out, the conversation resumed. Brad found that if he avoided slang and kept to simple wording, Lucy would pick up his meaning quickly. Likewise, Lucy became less self-conscious about her limited English and the two made light of the occasional mishap. After Brad shared a trivial, but troubling story about a childhood pet, Lucy leaned in and placed a sympathetic hand lightly on his thigh. He felt like an electric shock had arced up and tickled his loins. When he looked back at her, the feeling seemed mutual as her expression intensified. His eyes focused on her lips, which were slightly parted. Her eyes lowered as they moved toward one another, the silence palpable. Their lips gently joined, Brad feeling her breath as she sighed. Her tongue darted out across his lips causing his heart to race. He responded in kind, his tongue feeling the hot tip of hers drifting across their lips together. He had his arm behind her already and gently cupped his hand across her shoulder and neck, pulling her closer into an embrace. A few moments passed and they broke the kiss, faces remaining quite close. Their breathing shallow as they looked deep into each others eyes. The mood sizzled, Lucy's hand moving further up Brad's thigh, finally resting on the bulge presented by his hard cock. She moved in for another deep kiss, keeping the pressure on his crotch, feeling the outline of the hardness confined within. It felt quite firm and she could feel Brad's pulse through her lips and her hand at once. He guided her closer, stroking her cheeks with his fingertips and alternately massaging her shoulder. He could just detect the slightest scent of her arousal, the heat radiating from her body. Her hand coasting around on his hardness made him moan into her mouth a little, stepping things up a notch. They broke apart once again and Brad moved back a little to cool off and take in her flushed appearance. No words were exchanged, but the communication was crystal clear. He had to have this beautiful woman. As the tension started to mount again, the waiter came around with perfect timing. Brad quickly closed out the check and took Lucy by the hand. As she pulled in close to him, he could feel her tremble a little as they headed for the parking lot. They embraced again outside, Lucy pulling in under Brad's arm. She turned her face up to his and their mouths met once again. Tongues were dancing across each other, exploring lips. He slid his hand up her side feeling the edge of her small, firm breast through the fabric of her blouse. He backed away just a bit, breaking the kiss. "Lucy, come home with me tonight." She answered with another deep kiss and smiled in agreement as they turned toward Brad's truck to leave. On the way to his place, Lucy slid over to the center of the long bench seat and pulled Brad's arm around her. As he drove, she lightly stroked his thigh, occasionally brushing the rise at the apex of his legs. At one stoplight he took a glance down and caught her gazing back up at him. Subtly licking her lips, she moved her hand back to his crotch and started slowly stroking him through his pants, keeping her smoldering eyes locked on his. Relief came when, in the periphery, he saw the signal switch to green forcing his immediate focus back to driving. Back on the straight road, he pulled her closer and felt that her blouse had ridden up a little and was free of her waistband. He returned the favor by caressing her side, fingers reaching her soft belly. Reaching higher, he brushed the lower side of Lucy's tiny, firm breast. His fingertips extended up, lightly circling her engorged nipple causing a sharp gasp followed by a low moan. Brad could feel her breathing getting shallow as he continued to caress her side, randomly revisiting the very sensitive breast then alternating lower. Not quite touching her waistband, but feeling the heat radiating from her torso. Lucy responded by grinding the heel of her small hand up and down on Brad's trapped and very swollen cock, straining it against his seat belt. He could feel her breath against his neck, knowing she was still looking up at him, eyes full of lust. Just when he thought he would have to pull over and finish things prematurely, Brad spotted his subdivision coming up and made the turn. He wanted very much to take his time with this incredibly hot woman attached to his side and make it last for hours. It took all his concentration to navigate the few remaining turns and guide the truck smoothly into his garage. Reluctantly Brad removed his hand from caressing Lucy's side, switching off the ignition and lowering the garage door. As the door rumbled to a stop behind them, he released his seat belt and pulled Lucy's cameo face to his. Silence ensued, interrupted only by the light smacking of their passionate lips and tongues. Before another deep, cock-wrenching kiss could take shape, Brad eased back a half inch and placed his hand in his lap over hers. "Let's go indoors. It's going to get cold out here.." Deluxe Pedicure Ch. 03 Lucy was breathless. It had been fun teasing Brad on the way to his house. He had done a great job of staying on the road while she had been practically jacking him off through his pants. He had been caressing her side at the same time, pulling her closer. Each time his fingertips came back up and brushed her tiny breast it sent electric shocks straight into her panties. Then he'd continue the tease lower, close enough he should certainly feel her heat radiating up from the seat, but never passing beyond her waistband. It was maddening. By the time they reached Brad's house, Lucy was burning up for him. His kisses were so deep and sensual. He broke the embrace to turn off his truck and lower the garage door, then invited her in. Brad stepped down, turned, and guided Lucy out the driver's side he had just exited. She scooted to the edge of the seat preparing to jump down when he moved closer. He reached out, cupping her face in his strong hands, and their lips met again. As they melted back into each other, Brad moved his hands around to her hips and effortlessly lifted her against him never breaking the kiss. He turned towards the door and eased her back on her feet, pulling away to get his keys in the lock. Lucy followed him indoors through the kitchen, both of them kicking their shoes off in the foyer. Brad pulled down some glasses out of a cabinet. "I'm a bit thirsty for some ice water Lucy. Anything for you?" She peered around him into the refrigerator he was holding open. There wasn't a whole lot in there, but she did spot some fruit juices she enjoyed. "I'll have the peach-mango juice if that's ok." He poured the two glasses and handed her the juice. "Lucy, I really enjoyed our dinner and glad you seemed to as well. It is an honor to have the company of such an exciting young woman." She looked over her glass feeling the flush coming to her cheeks. "You are an interesting man, Brad. Very different than my last boyfriend." Lucy flashed back to two years ago. Her last steady relationship had been with a friend of the family, who had also been Chinese. His father had owned a retail store in the same plaza as her aunt's salon. They never grew very close, as he seemed to be a boy in a man's body. She felt more like a girlfriend and less a lover around him. He had always spent more time with his buddies and other activities and never, ever put her first. Their lovemaking had followed suit, never being very fulfilling for her. Eventually his Dad opened another store location a half hour away and he started putting long hours managing the new operation. Over time they drifted apart and he eventually stopped calling on her. Frustrated, but not surprised, Lucy focused on her work at the salon. She was very frugal with her earnings there and didn't afford herself many extras. She shared a small apartment with one of her cousins from the salon, Meili. Lately she had been contemplating her future, wondering what was next. She felt adrift, without a lot of purpose or direction other than walking through her routine, day after day. That is, until Brad became her client that afternoon. She gathered her thoughts and continued, looking into Brad's blue-gray eyes, "You are so considerate and I hardly feel I know you as well as you know me. Everything we spoke of at dinner was about me and little was about you." As if on cue, he pulled her into a light embrace. "That is true, and no accident. From the moment I saw you this afternoon I've been compelled to learn more about this incredible woman taking such good care of me." With that, he gently took her hand in his and led her out of the kitchen. The house slowly lit up as they passed into the spacious den, Brad turning on low lighting as they entered. The room was nicely furnished, although a bit spartan and clearly lacking a woman's touch. A comfortable looking sectional sofa filled a corner of the room. She paused, taking it in, while Brad grabbed a remote control and turned on some soft music and sat down. He sipped his glass of water and shamelessly studied her features. "Lucy, come here. I can't get enough of you." She turned toward him and approached, feeling his eyes on her. He sat up and gestured her closer, directly in front of him. Due to her diminutive size, she stood only slightly above him even though he was seated. He reached out and gently grasped her arms along her sides and pulled her close. Again their lips met, tongues dancing across each others lips. Although her arms were nearly immobilized, she felt totally comfortable in this position. She continued to fall deeper into Brad's face, feeling his closely trimmed mustache and beard tickling her cheeks. Just as she was becoming lost in the sensations, Brad eased back a little and relaxed his grip. Moving his hands to her sides and around her back he pulled his face against her chest in an embrace that made her melt inside. She could feel his hot breath through her thin blouse and could smell the light fragrance of the shampoo he had used earlier in his closely cut hair. She knew she wanted this man closer still. With her arms now free, she gently pushed Brad's shoulders back to make a little room. Starting at the bottom Lucy started to unbutton her blouse slowly until the garment was just hanging off her shoulders. Next she reached up to the center of her chest and released the catch on her bra. It too was practically nothing, more for modesty that any sort of support. It fell away under her arms as her hands encircled Brad's head, pulling him back to her sparse bosom. Lucy felt a light, warm touch to her engorged, and now exposed nipple. Brad had his tongue out, lightly flicking the sensitive bud making it almost hurt it was so swollen. Momentarily that paused, followed by the sensation of Brad taking her entire breast in his mouth. She let out a little moan as the sensation nearly caused her to orgasm on the spot. Brad's arms came around her back, holding her against his mouth. Just as she thought her legs would give out, he paused, inhaling sharply near the wet nipple and causing her to jump a little at the suddenly cool sensation. He soon started on the other breast. Her eyes rolled back in her head as her other breast was suddenly inside Brad's warm mouth, his tongue dancing across the nipple. She was out of her mind with lust having never been with a man so intent on pleasing her in this way. Brad continued his attention on her chest while moving his hands first down to her hips then around front. He slipped his fingertips behind the waistband of her capris seeming to release the snap and zipper without touching her. As the fly opened, the waistband fell away a bit, revealing her slender hips and the lacy top of her panties. She felt his hands ease down along her pubic bone, setting fire to her sex below. His caress went back to her hips and pulled her pants towards the floor, never once pausing the incredible sensations on her completely aroused breasts. Lucy stepped out of her remaining clothing, kicking it to the side. She now stood completely naked in front of Brad, wrapped up in the sensations coursing over her body. Just as her legs started shaking, he moved his hands off her hips and around under her butt. She sagged into him, on the verge of orgasm, feeling his hands both holding her up and spreading her out at once. One of his arms extended around her continuing to hold her up and preventing her from falling to the floor. His free hand began caressing her legs, starting from the back of her calves and thighs and coming around front. As Brad's fingertips reached higher on her thigh, she could feel where her arousal had been getting out of control. His touch was gliding through her juices, circling ever closer to her sex. As his extended finger penetrated her folds, he took his mouth off her breast and she locked her smoldering eyes with his. As she leaned in taking his mouth with hers, she felt his finger slide into her ever so gently. Their tongues met again, with urgency this time. Again she moaned into his mouth, the feeling so overwhelming. Every nerve ending on her body was taut as she again relaxed into Brad's hands, both supporting her and inside her at once. Then he did it. His thumb slid up through her folds putting a light pressure on her clit as he crooked his finger inside her. Everything inside her tensed up as suddenly wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Her legs gave completely out, sinking into Brad's arm and grinding her little pussy into his hand. Her juices were flowing freely as she continued riding Brad's hand and nearly swallowing his tongue at the same time. As the intensity subsided, he eased his hand out of her depths while continuing to hold her up. When she had finally calmed down enough to regain her footing, Brad gently eased her back on the couch next to him, pulling her into a close embrace under his arm. They sat there motionless as Lucy came down from her orgasmic high. As she slowly came back to Earth, she was aware of his deep breathing and gentle caresses to her face. She could smell his manly essence and arousal as he looked down at her holding her close. He had never taken his eyes off her, watching the color slowly fade from her cheeks as her own breathing slowed. Looking up at him Lucy finally spoke. "I've never felt like that before, Brad. It was amazing." He replied by pulling her face back up to his, landing soft kisses all over her lips and face. She could feel her arousal coming back with each touch as she moved her tiny hands against Brad's broad chest. He broke the kiss long enough to lean up a bit and pull his shirt off. As he sat back, she resumed the motion, alternately sliding her fingers through his chest hair and wrapping them up in it. She curled a little lower and gently teased his exposed nipple with her tongue while continuing to explore his upper body. Brad sighed as her warm mouth teased his chest. Lucy looked up and saw him stretch his other arm across the back of the couch as his eyes closed and he relaxed under her touch. She eased her tiny hand lower, across his abs and under his waistband. Her fingertips felt the hair thickening under her touch as she reached lower. She finally heard a low moan as her searching fingers closed around Brad's arousal. He was already wet with precum and her fingers glided effortlessly around his swollen shaft. She slowly stroked him, staring down at the shape of her hand moving under his clothes, her own sex swelling again with anticipation. Lucy paused for a moment, releasing Brad as she shifted a little bit. Her nimble hands seemingly released his belt and unfastened his pants in one smooth motion. As she did so, he raised up off his seat and slid his pants and shorts over his thighs before settling back. Lucy slid to the floor and, lifting one leg at a time, removed his clothes the rest of the way and cast them aside. She looked up and the object of her earlier attention was standing solid in Brad's lap awaiting her. He never moved as she returned to his side and resumed her attentive caresses. Reaching back lower, her hand caressed and fondled his balls making his hard cock twitch with anticipation. She wrapped her fingers around the shaft, taking a slow couple of strokes. Brad was throbbing under her grip as another drop of clear liquid formed at the top. She leaned in, swirling her tongue in the salty drop. The movement of her tongue seemed to make his cock expand even more to reach closer. Ever slowly, she encircled her lips around the mushroom head, holding him in place while again cradling his balls. Lucy focused on her tongue as Brad looked down at her, caressing her exposed cheek as he brushed her straight, black hair off her face. She heated up with this intimate touch and slowly eased her mouth down a few more inches. She could feel his heartbeat in her mouth as she slowly sucked and stroked. Lucy could feel herself getting wetter as she kept it up. Finally she could take no more. She let him slip out of her mouth with a soft "pop" and sat up. She turned toward Brad and they locked eyes again. It was so intense, she moved without breaking their gaze. Slowly she repositioned, straddling Brad's muscular thighs and resting her knees in the couch. She looked down between them, grabbing Brad's shiny cock and sliding the glistening head through her folds and up into her thick patch of pubic hair. A few more times and she could again feel the tension, starting at her contact with Brad and radiating through her body. She was dripping wet again and continued driving his stiff member through her molten sex. Burning up inside, she raised up slightly and pointed Brad's hardness into her tight pussy and eased down on it. As Brad's thick cock eased in, Lucy leaned forward in ecstasy. She embraced him as she hit bottom, sitting there a few moments to adjust and catch her breath. Once she got settled, she started moving on him slowly. She felt his powerful thighs pushing back up into her as his cock filled her over and over. Lucy started a rocking motion, holding on to Brad tightly. She set up a rhythm coming up and then back down, feeling his balls against her ass each time. The orgasm started to simmer deep inside her as she continued riding Brad's cock. Sensing this, he reached around grabbing her hips and firmly guided her onto him with each stroke. Her face was buried in his thick chest as her body rode him like there was no tomorrow. She finally lost control, turning into a quivering mass of jelly firmly impaled on the fat cock buried deep inside her. As she eased down to a stop, she ground her ass into Brad's balls and dug her fingernails into his back. As she rode her orgasmic high sliding her ass around on his lap, she felt him twitch inside her. Suddenly he released with a moan. She could feel each pulse stretch within her pussy as he flooded her with his hot seed. After a moment, the pulsing subsided and Brad relaxed. Lucy kept the embrace tight as their breathing slowed. She stayed in place a little while, her pussy continuing to milk the last drops out of Brad's diminishing erection. She could feel their juices seeping out between them and shook at the sensations. A light sheen of sweat had formed on both of them from the effort. At last they both relaxed, and Lucy lifted off of Brad and curled up under his arm. He reached across the back of the couch and pulled a blanket around them. Before long, she could feel the steady, even breathing of Brad as sleep overtook him. She felt fulfilled for the first time in ages. She was deep in thought, staring at her own straight, black hair cascading across Brad's torso. Just before she dozed off, she thought for a moment.. what's next? * * * Brad took a deep breath, stretching and yawing. He woke up in his den wrapped in the blanket, noticing daylight starting to stretch around the window blinds and the scent of coffee and breakfast wafting through the air. As the fog of sleep dissipated, he spotted Lucy peering in at him from the kitchen. She smiled broadly and walked over, reaching for his clothing that had been discarded the night before. Finally getting his bearings, Brad spoke up. "Lucy, you really don't need to fuss with me - I really need to just hop in the shower." She looked up at him as she was putting his feet into the legs of his shorts and pants, "No time for that, lover. I have to work a shift at the salon this morning and you are my ride to work in about 30 minutes." Lucy deftly got Brad back into his clothes before he realized it, folding and returning the blanket to the back of his couch. As he got up he reached for Lucy, pulling her into an embrace and pulling her face to his for a light kiss. "You really don't have to do all that. I'm a grown man." "Yes you are. And as long as you honor me with your care, nothing pleases me more than to do these little things for you in return." With that, she gave him another peck on the lips, taking his hand and leading him to the kitchen. She had been busy this morning. There was a ranch-style breakfast waiting on the table and a steaming mug of coffee beside the plate. "Lucy, this is too much! I don't cook like this for myself, never mind the fact that you're my guest." Taking a seat across from him, Lucy just sipped her coffee and smiled as Brad attacked his breakfast. "So Lucy.. I really want to see you again. You're an incredible woman." She pondered his remark with another sip of coffee and finally responded. "As soon as you are ready, Brad." He didn't have to think twice about his answer. "How about I cook for you tonight after work? It's Saturday so I can prepare a nice meal without my job interfering with that." Lucy grinned and agreed. "I think that would be great. Do you mind coming by my apartment to pick me up at 7:00? I would prefer not to come back with you again straight from the salon if that's ok." "Agreed. Now I need to brush my teeth and get you back to your car." Brad grinned as he headed out of the kitchen wondering how had he gotten so lucky finding this amazing woman. He got into the bathroom and noted his disheveled appearance in the mirror, thinking he'd need to spruce up a bit when he got back. When he returned to the kitchen, it was if nobody lived there. All the dishes were done and put away, the table cleared and cleaned. Lucy was waiting patiently, her purse in hand. She stood up when he came in. She had written down her cell phone number and address on the notepad by the phone. "I see you're ready to go. I can't thank you enough for breakfast. That was truly something I don't get on my own!" Lucy just grinned again and said, "Let's go!" The two got back in Brad's truck and headed back to the restaurant for Lucy's abandoned car. Again she scooted close to him, pulling his arm over her shoulder. They chit chatted about her upcoming day at work and the ride seemed over in moments. Parked beside her car, Brad turned to Lucy. Their eyes locked for a long moment. He pulled her close and they kissed again, the heat of the moment taking them over. When they finally parted, she looked at him with laughing eyes. "I told you lover, no time for that now! See you at 7!" She hopped out of the truck and went to her car. Brad sat there marveling over her slender, but shapely form as she fished for her keys and finally got in her car. Once she got it started and seat belt on, her cameo face looked up with a smile. A quick wave and she headed off to work. Brad sighed and sat there a moment, reliving the night before in his head. It had been pure heaven and he just couldn't fathom why an apparently delicate flower of a woman like Lucy would be bothered with him. Breaking from his daydream, he went through the errands he would need to run to get ready for that dinner date he'd made. Grocery store, fresh cut flowers, and who knows what else he'd think of. He put the truck in drive and headed back home to prepare. * * * "What did you do with that man? You were gone all night!" It was her cousin Meili working along side her. They had been roommates as well for the past two years, so Meili had a keen eye towards Lucy's clearly sated expression. "He was a nice dinner date and of course we read books together, then slept separately." The two girls looked at each other then exploded in giggles. Lucy's aunt overheard the laughter and told them off. "OK girls, enough of the jokes. Pay attention to your clients and let's get some work done." As usual, the clients were blissfully unaware of the exchange, only glancing down at the giggles. The two older women soaking their sore feet in a warm tub of water while the two girls chatted in a language they did not understand. Meili started again, speaking low enough her mother couldn't hear and flashing an evil grin, "So does he have a big juicy cock?" Lucy's face flushed beet red and she stammered a bit. "As you would only know in your dreams, it was a very nice cock and just the right size. You shouldn't be so jealous." Deluxe Pedicure Ch. 03 Lucy grinned knowing she'd gotten the better of her cousin for the moment. The girls turned back to their clients, finishing the women's pedicures and beginning their leg massages. Meili turned to Lucy with a lascivious sneer and asked her, "Is this how you were doing it last night?" Her nasty cousin was handling the client's leg as if it were a giant penis, taking exaggerated strokes up and down, while making an orgasmic face at her. Lucy grinned at her again and just shook her head. "Meili you are such a slut. If you got your hands out of your own panties and on a real man, you wouldn't know where to begin." Lucy watched Meili turn back to her work, realizing that last remark cut a little deep. Her cousin was really a good girl, but she was too quick to trash talk and not back it up. The two were really very close but could get on each other's nerves from time to time since they spent so much time in each other's company. Meili did have a habit of making sexual innuendoes more often than Lucy was comfortable with. But she almost always took it in stride and would parry with her cousin as needed. She had a similar build and even less curves than Lucy if that were possible; although, it was accentuated by the excessively plain clothing she usually wore. In fact, she appeared a bit homely. She colored her hair a deep brown color but kept it straight and cut just below her shoulders. She never wore any makeup, giving her almost a child-like appearance despite her being just a few years older than Lucy. As a result, not many men would give her a second glance and she had not had a regular boyfriend in years. "Cousin, I'm sorry. That was too harsh of me to say. I meant to say 'If you got those talented hands on a deserving man, he'd be very lucky to benefit from your touch!'" Meili turned to her and smiled. "Of course, Lucy. You should always have respect for your elders." Another quiet round of giggles ensued as the girls finished up with their clients. The rest of Lucy's day was uneventful, if exhausting. Since it was Saturday the salon was busy with a seeming endless line of clients. A few times she reflected back on the night with Brad. When she thought about Brad bringing her to orgasm while she stood in front of him completely exposed, her panties were just soaking. The feeling had been exhilarating, being totally at his hands and feeling secure and so defenseless at once. Just as she'd start to get lost re-living that moment, another client would come in and break the spell. Eventually closing time finally arrived and all the girls headed to the parking lot. Meili caught Lucy just as they got to their cars. "What do you have planned tonight? There's a great movie coming on TV I think you'd like." Lucy blushed a little. "Brad is coming to pick me up in an hour. He is cooking dinner for me tonight." Her cousin's eyes brightened a bit. "Do I get to meet this fine man? Or will he just park and you'll go running when he honks his horn?" The two laughed at that for a moment and Lucy replied, "No he won't do that. He will come to the door like a gentleman." Meili giggled a little and said, "I can't wait to meet him." * * * Although he felt like he had all day to get ready, Brad ended up rushing around more than he bargained for. Lucy deserved the best and he was intent on delivering a gourmet experience. He had managed to get the whole meal prepared in advance, had some nice cut flowers on the dining table, and even got his clothes out of the dry cleaners so he could dress up a little more. When he had everything set, he headed out to pick up Lucy. He arrived a few minutes early, checking his teeth in the rear view mirror before stepping up to the door. A moment after he knocked, the door opened and his vision was flooded with Lucy. She stood before him in a light spring dress that flowed from head to toe. She looked fantastic and he was speechless. "Come in Brad and sit down. I'm almost ready." He entered the living room, furnished even more sparingly than his own. He took a seat on a short sofa that was opposed by two armchairs and positioned in front of a small TV. A coffee table had a Chinese newspaper and some magazines scattered nearby. Out of curiosity, he picked up the newspaper. The feature articles were pretty easy to decipher by the pictures, but he had no clue with the text. Just as he was turning the page, another woman entered the room. He recognized her from the salon yesterday. "Hello. I am Meili, Lucy's cousin and roommate." Brad stood up and took her hand gently. "It's a pleasure to meet you Meili. I'm Brad." Her touch was very warm and he got the feeling she was a bit nervous. She seemed to be about the same age as Lucy, but not quite as striking on first glance. Her hair was a little lighter but styled in a similar fashion. She wore some baggy shorts and a loose blouse that really covered her up and hid her slight figure. Her eyes were a little wider than Lucy's and set off with a sprinkling of freckles on her cheeks. "So Brad.. anything interesting in the news?" Meili flashed a demure smile, knowing Brad probably couldn't read the paper he was holding. Brad returned the grin. "Not much, since I surely can't read the articles. But I do enjoy looking at the photos and trying to guess the context. Take this one for example.." He held up the paper so that Meili could see a feature photo of a businessman. He was dressed in a suit jacket and tie and was flashing a "cat ate the canary" expression. "Without reading the article, what do you think about this one?" Meili pondered the image a moment. "I think he might be scandalous. He has an expression that I don't trust." Brad thought that over and challenged her. "What if you consider what you can't see in the picture? Would that change your impression? You can't see anything but his head and shoulders. What do you think he's doing with his hands? Perhaps there's a sexy woman outside the frame?" A slight blush came to Meili's cheeks when she considered Brad's perspective. What if the man was fondling himself below the image? Or maybe a woman was just out of the frame doing something to him to cause that expression. The more she thought about it, the nastier the scenarios were. She unconsciously licked her lips and started feeling some arousal. Lucy's new man was attractive in an understated way, even more each time she snuck a glance at him. He looked to be in his forties, but in very good shape, and quite a conversationalist as well. Despite all that, she covered her inner thoughts well. "Well, you never know. He could just be secretly reading a text message, or watching his son receive an award." Before Brad could respond, Lucy returned. "OK Brad. I'm finally ready. What do you think?" She spun around, causing the bottom of her dress to flare out a little and show her smooth thighs just above the knee. "Breathtaking!" was his response. "I see you've met my cousin already. It was rude of me not to introduce you properly." Before Brad could answer, Meili spoke up. "It's ok Lucy. I came in not knowing he was here and found him reading the newspaper. We introduced ourselves and have been discussing the headlines." Brad and Meili exchanged a quick glance, her straight face betrayed by the laughter in her eyes. Lucy turned to Brad with a surprised look. "So you read Chinese newspapers. You are certainly a man with hidden talents." With a sly grin, he replied, "You shouldn't judge a book by it's cover." Lucy was confused a moment, then laughed when she realized his clever play on words. English was tough for her, but she was beginning to get the hang of it. "OK smartypants. Let's get going." The three turned and headed for the door. Meili stopped at the threshold and waved them off. "Bye now! You have fun tonight and stay out of trouble Lucy!" Lucy smiled at the innuendo and looked back. "Of course Meili, I am a woman of virtue!" Meili laughed out loud and closed the door. The couple reached Brad's truck and embraced. Lucy looked up at Brad and smiled seductively, "You will be a gentleman and keep me pure, won't you?" "Of course, lover. You are safe in my hands." He reached to her sides just below her ribcage and pulled her in for a light kiss. Just as she was heating up again, he tickled her sides and suddenly lifted her into the seat. She squealed with laughter as he hopped in beside her. Brad eased the truck out of the apartment complex and merged into traffic. The sun had just about set, casting long shadows everywhere. The two rode along in silence, Lucy assuming her earlier position under Brad's arm. He felt a stirring between his legs as her tiny hand rested on his thigh. Brad smiled as he started to daydream a bit about the evening about to unfold... Deluxe Pedicure Ch. 04 Note from the author: Sorry to leave this story hanging so long. Life got in the way and, during a recent trip, I had some free time and was reading some recent stories on Lit. The thought occurred that I should carry this story forward. Upon returning home, I found that I had already written about 2/3 of this back in January. So the good news is, I was able to wrap up another chapter. Bad news is, I couldn't help myself and wrote it into a teaser for the next one, which isn't even started LOL. Please enjoy, and thanks for your patience if you already read the earlier chapters. If you haven't read them, they should be read in sequence. I don't repeat character introductions, so the story will make a little more sense that way. The couple soon arrived at Brad's house. Once parked, Lucy took Brad's hand and stepped down, following him out of his truck. Immediately her mouth started watering. The scent of dinner cooking permeated the air, even out to the garage. "Brad, that smells delicious! You've been a busy man today!" He turned back grinning, "You have no idea. I usually leave the food preparation to professionals, so I forgot how much work was involved." Brad unlocked the door and entered, turning on the lights. Lucy came through the door right behind him, removing her sweater and draping it over one of the dining chairs. "So what's on the menu tonight, chef?" Brad reached into a cabinet and withdrew two wine glasses. "First we'll start off with a glass of wine while I get the rest ready." He poured the glasses and handed one to Lucy, then continued. "I have a pork loin prepared, along with some potatoes and mixed vegetables that were cooked along with it. Afterward, I've prepared a tasty desert, so be sure to save room. Why don't you take a seat and I'll have dinner served in a few minutes." "I can't wait. It's great to have someone else do the cooking for once." Lucy grinned and sat at the table. She took a sip from her glass as she watched Brad preparing their plates. He looked cute, concentrating on getting the food pulled out and served. He moved around the kitchen with a purpose, clearly not used to this sort of production for a meal. While she waited, Lucy was reflecting over the past couple of hours. She could feel herself heating up a little, partially from the wine, but more so thinking about the night before. "Dinner is served." Brad slid the plate in front of her with a flourish. Lucy looked up, her daydreaming spell broken, and looked down then back to Brad. He immediately turned red, realizing he had been so focused on the food prep that he had overlooked setting the table. Lucy had no silverware. "Geez. I can't believe I did that. Hold on a sec." He quickly produced the utensils and brought his own plate, sitting down. "I hope you enjoy this, Lucy. I'm not the greatest cook, but I can make a decent meal when I put my mind to it." She put her fork to the plate and took her first bite as Brad looked on in anticipation. The meat cut easily with a fork. She savored the bite a moment then let Brad off the hook. "This is delicious! You've outdone yourself. I'll have to get your recipe for this." Brad was beaming at her as he started on his own plate. "Meili and I usually fix something fast or have take out. She is not much of a cook and both of us are usually too tired when we get home to prepare anything fancy." "I was going to ask earlier, but what do you and Meili usually do when you're not working?" "Not much. We usually work six days a week and are very tired by the time we get home. After a quick dinner we'll either watch TV or read before going to bed. On Sunday mornings we'll usually go to church with the family and then spend the afternoon catching up on laundry and cleaning house. Not that it gets very dirty - just the two of us and we both usually pick up after ourselves. Once in a while we'll catch a movie, but otherwise pretty boring." Brad chuckled a little. "Sounds a lot like me. Half the time I fall asleep in front of the TV and wake up in the middle of the night to go to bed." Lucy immediately glanced up into his eyes and smiled. "Sounds familiar." She felt butterflies as she contemplated the night before. "Something that is not always a bad thing." Brad blushed and leaned close, placing his hand on her thigh. "I hadn't thought of it that way. You're absolutely right." The butterflies intensified with his touch. It was just a familiar touch of his firm hand, but it was like electricity inside her. She glanced down to take another bite. When she looked back up, Brad removed his hand to get up. She hadn't noticed, but he had been eating faster and was already finished. "Sorry I wolfed down my dinner. I didn't realize I was so hungry." The corners of Lucy's mouth turned up into a slight grin as she noticed yet another possible double meaning with what he had just said. "I agree. I hope you save some of that hunger for later." Lucy immediately felt her cheeks blush having said that. The wine before dinner had loosened her up a little and a bold statement like that was unlike her. Brad put his dishes in the sink then came around behind her. He placed his hands on her shoulders and leaned in close to her ear. "Plenty of that in reserve, my dear. Why don't you finish up while I prepare desert." Lucy let out a little moan when he nibbled her ear lobe before stepping away. She hadn't been expecting that and the sensation took her breath away momentarily. She watched him as he removed a small bowl from the refrigerator and a spoon from a drawer. As he went about adding some whipped cream she was finishing the last bites of her dinner. Before she could get up, Brad came by the table and scooped up the empty dish. "Don't get up. I am your waiter tonight as well as your cook." She smiled and sat back down. In a moment Brad returned to the table, again seated next to her. "What sort of delicious desert could possibly compliment that meal, Brad?" "I think you'll enjoy this. It's one of my favorites - homemade banana pudding. Definitely better than anything you'll find at the grocery store." "But you've only prepared one serving." As she completed her remark, he took the spoon with a small bite and reached toward her. "Ah but you're mistaken. This is a serving for two. Lucy parted her lips and accepted the spoonful of pudding. The intimacy of the act caused her to flush again. She swirled the taste around a moment before swallowing. "That is really good, Brad. You are definitely full of surprises." He leaned in with another bite. As her mouth closed around the spoon, she closed her eyes savoring the moment. She was certain now that this would turn out to be a desert like no other. When her eyes opened, he had reached her cheek with his finger to catch a small bit of pudding. He licked the morsel off his finger and smiled. Emboldened by this and the wine, Lucy got up from her seat and moved closer. Brad slid away from the table as she approached. She took the spoon from his hand, getting another scoop of the pudding and sat on his lap. "Now it's your turn, lover." She had one arm around his shoulders caressing his neck as she fed him a bite with the spoon. One of his hands was behind her back holding her and the other pulled on her thigh as he ate from her. "This is the best banana pudding ever." She fed him another bite as his hand slid up her back. She relaxed into his arm a bit more as he swallowed and took the spoon back. He scooped up another bite and fed it to her. As she moved in for it, she bumped his arm and got a little pudding on her cheek. Before she could reach for it, Brad leaned in and kissed it off of her. Their eyes locked, smoldering, as their mouths moved together. The soft but coarse feeling of his beard contrasted with the creamy taste of the pudding. Her insides leapt as she parted her lips and their tongues danced together. She could feel his breath inside her as her head swirled with the sensations. As the kiss continued, she could feel his other hand caressing up her ribcage, coming around to her tiny breast. She was so aroused that she felt her bra was filled mostly with engorged nipple. His touch was gentle, but firm. It was as if her breast were connected directly to her pussy, which in turn was instantly soaked. Lucy was in heaven as she broke the kiss. As they looked into each others eyes, Brad readied another spoonful. She closed her eyes as she took the bite, noting it was a bigger bite than the last. Before she could even begin to finish it, Brad took her mouth to his again and they shared it. Ordinarily such a thing would be disgusting to her, but Lucy was so turned on that she welcomed his advance. As they shared the bite of pudding, Lucy reached for his hand and pulled it down to her thigh. She felt his caress there and urged him higher. The sensation of the creamy goodness in her mouth, coupled with Brad's firm touch inching towards her overheated sex had her pulse racing. She parted her legs slightly, permitting Brad's hand to move higher under her dress. She was sure he could feel the moisture radiating out as he got closer. But she didn't care. She was on sensory overload with the mouth contact, the banana flavor, and her whole body stimulation reaching from her mouth to her pussy only inches away from his fingertips. And that passed in a moment as his fingers entered her molten opening, almost causing her to bite his tongue. His finger tip danced in and out of her, only penetrating a tiny bit before sliding up through her folds up against her swollen clit. At that contact she suddenly climaxed like never before. Lucy saw stars it was so intense. Her whole body spasmed as waves of pleasure radiated from her groin. Brad's arm around her back held her in place as she rode out her orgasm. His finger was barely grazing her most sensitive spot and it was rocking her from head to toe. As she came down from her orgasmic bliss, she looked at Brad with hooded eyes. She was practically in a trance as he stood up with her in his arms. He gently placed her feet on the floor and continued to hold her close. As she regained her faculties, she stood on her own as he leaned down placing soft kisses on the top of her head. ------ Brad eased her back her feet. He had thought of them feeding each other the pudding on the spur of the moment and had no idea how that would play out. He was a little afraid it might gross her out at first, but it had gone better than he'd ever imagined. Lucy was so incredibly hot once he got started. By the time he got his fingers up to her pussy she was completely out of control. Just watching the ecstasy on her face had him completely aroused as well. After what seemed to be an incredibly intense orgasm, she had practically melted into a puddle in his arms. After holding that position long enough for her breathing to settle, he eased her back onto her feet. As soon as she was standing on her own, Brad quickly gathered up the dinner dishes and went about putting things away. Lucy just leaned against a counter nearby, face flushed and shaking a little. Once he had the countertops cleared, he started hand washing the dishes. He felt her come up and snuggle into his back, her tiny arms encircling his waist. "Why don't you use the dishwasher so we can continue where you left off?" "Because it will probably take longer that way since there are few dishes. I'll be done in a moment." Lucy grinned an evil grin into his back as her hands found the zipper in front of his slacks and pulled it down. Her right hand slid into his fly and wrapped around his hard cock. Brad let out a little groan as she felt him through his boxers then eased her hands inside to massage his balls. He almost dropped a dish in the sink as her tiny fingers swirled through the pre-cum that had formed during the earlier encounter. "You sure you want to do dishes?" Lucy said as she reached her left hand around and released his belt and unbuttoned his slacks. As he was rinsing the last dish, he felt his pants drop to his feet as she withdrew her hand from his shorts and pulled everything down to his ankles. With that, his hard cock was free, bouncing in the air in front of him. Lucy dropped to her knees as her mouth enveloped his throbbing dick. Brad gripped the counter as his knees got weak with the sensation. She turned him toward her and grabbed his ass cheeks, pulling him deep into her mouth. He was already primed as he looked down and parted her hair to watch his hardness disappear into her open mouth. His fingers curled around the base of her head as he slowly stroked in and out, feeling his cockhead going into her throat with each stroke. Her dress fell open at the neck, revealing her swollen nipples, barely large enough to fill a shot glass. He ached to reach down and return the awesome sensations, but couldn't.As he watched himself disappear into this dark haired beauty's face he could feel the pressure building. His cock was throbbing more with each downward stroke she made, feeling her chin up against his balls he was in heaven. Just when he felt he was reaching his limit, she slid a hand off of his ass and cupped his balls. She gently squeezed them and pulled down on his sack. Brad's vision whited out as he immediately started to orgasm. His legs clenched up as he pumped his hot seed into Lucy's throat. As the pulsing started to fade, he peered down at her and she up at him. Their eyes locked, her lips tightly around his cock and still tugging on his balls, he spasmed a few more times. Finally spent, she let him slip out her mouth. A trail of semen stayed connected for a few seconds before she drew it up with her hand, closing her lips around the finger tip savoring the last bit of his cum. She never lost eye contact and pulled herself up his body into an embrace. They stood there for a few moments, Brad feeling his softening cock nestled against her taut belly. Brad eased back after a bit and stepped out of his pants lying at his feet, scooping them up. He wordlessly took Lucy her by the hand and lead her out of the kitchen. She followed him through the living room, where they had spent the previous night on the sofa. Continuing down the hall, the couple ended up in Brad's bedroom. ------ Lucy followed Brad through the house, expecting he was going to the bedroom that she had yet to see. Watching his bare ass and legs as she followed, she thought about how he really covered up with his baggy jeans and how much better he'd look when the weather warmed up enough for shorts. Entering Brad's bedroom, it was obviously a man's room. A nice king sized bed was in the center, surrounded with simple, but masculine furnishings. Brad let go of her hand as he tossed his pants off to the side. After pulling his shirt off, he approached her naked and pulled her close. His arms embraced her, moving down her back and grabbing the loose fabric at the rear of her thighs. In a fluid motion, he raised his arms, lifting Lucy's dress over her head and tossing it over with his own discarded clothes. The two came back together, with Lucy's nakedness melting into his. "Let's stretch out and relax for a while," Brad said as he eased onto the bed and pulled her into a spooning position. They lay still for a moment, with Brad's arm draped across her midsection caressing her outstretched arm. "Baby you are something else! I had no idea you'd be so enthusiastic for some banana pudding!" Lucy giggled, "Like fine dining, it's not always the food that's so great, it is the service that makes it fantastic." She felt secure nestled against Brad's hairy, broad chest and turned onto her back so she could look at his face. The movement replaced his hand to her torso where he continued his caresses. She reached up around his neck, pulling herself up for a warm, sensual kiss. With their mouths again together, Brad's caresses moved away from their resting place to more sensitive places. His fingers lightly grazed her puffy nipples making them throb. Lucy was again lost in the sensations that had her head reeling. Brad broke the long kiss, only to continue it down the side of her jaw, and down her neck to her shoulders. Lucy laid her head back on the mattress, feeling him work his way lower. Taking her tiny breasts entirely into his mouth, suckling and teasing them at once with his tongue. Her arousal was returning just as it had earlier under his touch. Before she realized that she had, her legs were parted, with Brad continuing to work his kisses into her thighs, deliberately avoiding her engorged labia beginning to protrude from her thick patch of hair. He placed his hands under her ass cheeks and pushed her up higher in the bed before diving in. Lucy's eyes rolled back in her head when she felt Brad nuzzling her soaked sex. As he started lapping up her juices, his strong hands were alternately massaging her sides and her thighs, opening her up even more. She wrapped her hands around his head, feeling the bristly feeling of his short haircut as she pulled him in tighter, arching her back into his mouth. Just as she started to feel the waves of orgasm building, he backed off a little causing her to let out a frustrated moan. "Brad! Don't stop!" Just as she looked down to see what he was up to, he slid up on his knees. Moving his grip firmly up her thighs and out to her ankles, Brad lifted her almost off the bed and her hips swung into his lap. He wrapped one arm around her legs, extended up his chest with her heels over his broad shoulders. With his free hand, he reached down and guided his swollen cock through Lucy's engorged folds. She was in heaven. Him sliding through her moist lips was bringing her back to the edge. Her legs were immobilized and her hands instinctively went to her very stiff nipples. She lightly fondled them, enhancing the waves of pleasure coming from below. After a few more soft strokes of his cock up and past her clit, he reached down again placing the head at her opening. Her pussy ached with the sensation of his cockhead invading her opening. Before she could think about it twice, he had grasped her by the ankles again, pulling her back onto him. All at once she felt filled and controlled, Brad's balls firmly against her ass with her legs completely extended and pointed at the ceiling. She held still as her pussy relaxed around the invading member. No sooner had she gotten comfortable, Brad lifted her ass off the bed and began stroking into her slowly. She could feel every ridge of his rock hard cock sliding in and out of her. It was maddening. As if she were suspended in mid-air by her ankles and the very hard member buried deep into her throbbing pussy. He started picking up the pace with his excitement building. Soft slapping sounds accentuated each thrust bringing them both towards climax. She looked up at the virtual mountain of a man that was heaving into her. When Brad locked eyes with her, the orgasm flooded her senses and she was again out of control. Her vision went blank as all she could concentrate on was the waves of ecstasy radiating from her sex and Brad's unrelenting grip on her. In another moment, he paused and arched his back. She could feel his cock pulsing inside her, flooding her overstimulated pussy with his seed. She reeled with the sensation, not wanting that moment of utter fulfillment to end. ------ Brad relaxed a bit after coming harder than he could ever remember. The vision of Lucy's waifish figure impaled on his hardness was overwhelming. He tenderly lowered her legs to his sides, feeling his erection starting to fade while still buried deep within her. He leaned over her, careful to keep his weight off her, and took her mouth with his. She returned the kiss with passion as she wrapped her arms around him. The feeling of being joined so completely was intense. After a minute longer, he pulled away, the energy drained from him. He fell to her side and the two joined in a silent embrace. Deluxe Pedicure Ch. 04 "Hold me, Brad," Lucy sighed as she relaxed in his arms. He felt the heat radiating off her body and the light touch of her still swollen nipples against his chest. Her breathing slowed to a more steady pace. A few more minutes and he could tell she had dropped off to sleep. He reached to her side and pulled the covers over them, continuing to admire her sleeping form. After all the anticipation earlier in the day and the excitement of the past hour, sleep overtook Brad before he knew it. ------- Brad's eyes opened suddenly to a marvelous sensation, noticing the pre-dawn light starting to filter through the shades. It took him a moment to focus, finally realizing he had been awakened by a small body intertwined in his legs and warmth and wetness surrounding his hard cock. Lucy had slipped under the covers and was now entirely out of sight, save for the extra lumps in the covers. He reached a hand down below, cupping her warm cheek in his palm. Caressing her jawline, his fingertips extended around the back of her neck as he guided her head up and down on his now raging hard on. The act was so intimate and unexpected, in a matter of moments he lost control and his semen was exploding into her mouth. Lucy locked her lips around the rim of his head, using a tiny hand to pump the remainder out of him. Once he was spent, she continued to lick his softening shaft and balls, consuming any remaining drops of him she had missed. Brad looked down as she emerged from the covers grinning broadly. Her hands raked through the hair on his chest as she straddled his leg. He was amazed at this woman and even more attracted to her each passing moment. "So Brad. Are we going to just stay in bed all day? or do you have something planned?" He looked down at her jet black hair splayed across his chest. "I hadn't really thought about it, but staying in bed isn't sounding like a bad plan." With a private grin, she reached down between them, resting her hand back on his softened cock and feeling a twitch. "Isn't that what all dirty old men want? To lie about and have sex all the time?" Brad caressed her and chuckled without giving her an answer. They lingered like that for a while, Lucy continuing to fondle him. Slowly but surely his erection was returning within her grip. "Brad, what other women do you spend time with?" He arched an eyebrow. "Why do you ask?" She paused, looking up into his eyes, slightly tightening her grip on him. "You are a very attentive and careful lover. I have to believe that I am not the only woman to have discovered you." He pondered that a moment and replied, "There are no others. My last girlfriend and I parted ways over a year ago. I loved her, but I never felt she loved me back. "Our lovemaking had grown stale, as she never did respond to me the way I did to her. After a while, we started drifting apart. Before it led to any trouble, she had a change with her job and was relocated to another state. I have my contracting business here and really wasn't compelled to follow her." "Wow. That's so sad." Lucy turned over, nestling her back up against Brad's chest. "So do you miss her? Ever talk to her?" "We spoke on the phone a few times after she moved. I never really cared to make the drive, and neither did she. After the last call I just didn't reach out any more. That was last spring and my business picked up, not leaving me a lot of time to think about it." "I'm so sorry to hear that, Brad. You're a wonderful man and she has no idea how great her loss is." Lucy shifted a little, wiggling her ass up against him. He caressed her shoulder. "You're quite a catch yourself, Lucy. I've never made love to a woman like I have with you. You're truly incredible." She giggled. "That's not possible Brad. I am just a plain girl and nothing special. I love hearing you say that though!" Brad frowned at her self depreciation. "Lucy, that's not right. I am serious when I say that I've never had a lover like you. The last two days have been heaven. I just wonder when you'll get tired of me and disappear." Lucy turned slightly with an intent expression, "I'm not going anywhere unless you tell me to leave." Brad planted light kisses on her neck in response. He could see goose bumps form on her narrow shoulder from his touch. She wiggled around just a bit before he felt her hand reach back to his fully restored erection, guiding it back between her thighs. She was soaking wet and his hard cock slid in as if it belonged in there. Lucy let out a sigh as he bottomed out inside her, wrapping his muscular arms around her holding her tight. They lay there a bit and then he slowly started rocking her. His hips swiveled slowly, first sliding out just long enough for her to settle, then sliding back all the way in and grinding a bit. They made love slowly for the longest time. Brad could hear a little moan escape when he would plunge back into her and hold, feeling her tight pussy seeming to hold him in place. As he felt the familiar pressure building up in his balls, he could hear Lucy's breathing become shallower. Finally he ground to a stop deep inside her molten depths. As they relished the sensation, he ran his fingertips across her narrow lips feeling her tongue dart out. She reached up to hold his wrist and pulled his finger into her mouth. She held it there, teasing it with her tongue as she had his cock earlier. The lusty feel of that gesture sent them both into a wild climax. Brad saw stars, his dick was throbbing so hard and gushing deep within his lover. Just when he thought it couldn't get any better, it did. Lucy writhed back, grinding against him with her own orgasmic thrust. They held in that position until both relaxed a bit. Brad whispered, his breath still ragged, "You keep that up and I'll never let you go." ------ Lucy relished the feel of being wrapped up in Brad with his withering cock still planted deep within her. She didn't want that feeling to end, but she needed to get up and pee. Easing off of him, she padded into the adjacent bathroom and released the urgent stream. She could feel his excess seed leaking out as she relieved herself. The sensation made her swoon, reliving the feel of being one with him moments ago. Breaking out of her daydream, she got up and flushed, and looked at her reflection in the vanity mirror. Her usually long straight hair was an intolerable mess and what little makeup she had applied the night before was gone. "How could this man bear to look at me!" she thought as she quickly washed her face. Peeking out the door, she could see Brad had not moved. Figuring he was napping, she started the shower and climbed in. Very quickly she washed herself off. Using a towel within reach, she dried herself and returned to the bedroom. Brad looked back at her with a huge smile. "Lucy, you look awesome." She coyly looked down and blushed. "Now be a gentleman for once and let me get dressed." He rose out of the bed and took his turn in the bathroom. She very quickly made up the bed and fluffed the pillows. Once that was done, she reached for her purse. Inside, she had packed a change of clothes. They were a little wrinkled, but otherwise ok. After sweeping on some clean panties, she got into a pair of shorts and a light pullover blouse. She used his dresser mirror to apply the light makeup that she normally used and was just finishing when he re-entered the room, with a towel around his waist and still damp from the shower. Lucy fought the urge to move up against his fresh body and beamed at him. "I'm almost ready. I'll go get some coffee on while you finish up in here." "You didn't have to do all this," Brad said, gesturing toward the bed. "You're my guest and I won't have it." She dropped the last of her makeup back in her purse and gave him a smile and a peck on the cheek as she passed,"I'll do it if I want to. Now you get dressed and I'll get us something to eat." Lucy entered the kitchen and did a quick survey. Not much to prepare breakfast-wise. Brad seemed to be a cold cereal guy without a lot of groceries in stock. She spied the leftovers from last night and a couple of eggs left in a carton and figured she could manage an omelet. With the coffee on and the food simmering on the stove, she dropped a couple slices of bread in the toaster and set about cleaning up the cooking mess. ------ A glance at Lucy pursing her lips with fresh lipstick made Brad's cock jump under the towel. At first he was a little disappointed when she whisked out of the room to get breakfast. On second thought, it was probably for the better - or they never would have made it out of the room. It was Sunday morning, so he just put on a comfortable pair of shorts and t-shirt and finished getting ready. He rounded the corner and came up behind Lucy as she was finishing, placing his hands at her ribcage and easing her back against him. He caught a whiff of her freshly shampooed hair as she seemingly melted into him. He could see the skin around her neckline flush with his touch. "Now we don't have time for more of that, Brad. You need to take a seat at the table while I finish up here." No sooner than he took his seat at the table, Lucy was right there with his omelet hot off the stove and a cup of coffee. In a moment she returned with a small plate for herself. Brad thanked her for the impromptu breakfast and asked about her plans for the day. "I need to get back home in an hour or so, as Meili is expecting me to take her to church this morning. She can be a real pest sometimes and has already sent me two text messages wondering where I'm at." Brad contemplated that a moment. "She's probably upset with you breaking your routine. You should go and enjoy the day with her. She'll appreciate that." The two ate in silence, both reminiscing about their earlier lovemaking and not wanting to separate. Brad finally broke the silence. "You know, I could get used to this." ------ Lucy looked up from her coffee and smiled, feeling warm and needed. It set her mind wondering, but she said nothing fearing Brad might think she was clingy or worse. She thought about her and Meili's routine and how she was needed there but not in the same way. They were close, but this thing with Brad was oddly fulfilling. It was satisfying to see him enjoying the meal she had prepared and appreciate all the little things she'd done straightening up the bed and whatnot. Slowly an idea formed and she spoke up. "Why don't you come over this evening Brad? Meili and I usually have a light dinner after church and watch movies afterward. It'd be fun to have company for a change." Brad contemplated a moment and agreed. "I can't think of anything I'd rather be doing this evening. In fact that will work out great. I have a few things to tend to around the house today and ought to be able to come over around six if that's ok." Lucy's face lit up. "Perfect! It's a date, then. We better get going or I'll be late to church and everyone will be staring at us when we come in." She lit from her seat and in a moment, the kitchen appeared as if nobody had ever used it. Brad didn't even have time to protest. "I swear Lucy, any more of that and you'll have me spoiled for you. No woman has ever taken care of me the way you do." She tingled inside hearing his appreciation. "You men always need a good woman to take care of you or you can't manage! Now lets go!" ------ They got into Brad's truck for the ride back to Lucy and Meili's apartment. As they got underway, Lucy got her cellphone out and replied back to Meili's earlier text. Despite her sitting under his extended arm, Brad was none the wiser about the text conversation as her phone was set to display hanzi characters - easier for her to converse with family. She curled up to him as he maneuvered toward her apartment, checking in with Meili and looking at email between text messages. Lucy: OK you pesky cow, I'm coming home now. Meili: LOL it's about time you slut. Good thing we go to church - you need it. Lucy: You better behave! Brad's dropping me off now and coming over later for dinner and movies. Meili: I see. You bringing your sins home with you. Shame on you! LOL Lucy: Don't you worry miss. You just better not embarrass me or my guest. Meili: Of course. Ha! Don't worry. Lucy: We're almost there. See you in a min. Meili: OK. TTYL. Brad broke the silence as he made the final turn into the parking lot. "Everything ok with her?" "Yes, she's just being her difficult self. Jealous that she has to wait for me." He chuckled as he parked and got out to walk her to her door. ------ Meili was tidying up as she heard the truck park outside. It was still cool outside so she had the windows open for some fresh air. She had enjoyed teasing her cousin about her new man a few minutes ago. She moved to the window to watch them approach, far enough back that the blinds concealed her. They came up the walk way talking in low tones, she up under his arm and practically invisible. As they reached the stoop, Brad pulled her around in front of him and guided her into a deep kiss. Meili studied her cousins upturned face, flushed with heat, as their mouths connected in their embrace. She could hear Lucy's low moan as she sunk into the kiss. Meili was instantly aroused at the hot scene unfolding on her very own porch. She had met Brad briefly and had not considered how he might be as a lover, outside of teasing Lucy. She could feel her nipples stiffening and rubbing against the coarse material of her blouse as she imagined herself out there in his arms. Her breasts were so slight that she never needed to wear a bra unless going out on a date or something. One bit of discomfort she could easily forego. She unconsciously licked her lips and then suddenly snapped out of it, leaning closer to the window. "Hey! Get a room!" Lucy broke the deep kiss with a giggle. "Ok ok, I'm coming in now!" Brad grinned at the interruption. "See you at six, lover." Lucy held the embrace a second longer. "I can't wait!" Meili withdrew into the house to straighten her outfit and re-apply her lipstick before Lucy entered.