me & tomfoolery

U + Me + Her pt.3 | JTA Short Story

Seven had a series of dreams featuring Audi and Juan. She couldn't escape the thought of either and it flooded her thoughts while awake.

"What you over here thinking about?" Lana asks, being her usual nosey self. "Nothing Lana, what's the schedule like today?"

Lana looked through the calendar at todays date seeing a few names that were highlighted. "It's celebrity row today. We've got Coco Jones, Eva Mendes, Paul George is coming from the Clippers and someone named Juan from the Lakers.

"Okay, who's getting what?" She asked yawning. "You have Juan coming in the next 15. You might as well prep."

Seven took Lana's advice, cleaning her favorite room once again for her next session. Her hair once down, was now in a claw clip and out of her face. She turned the air up a bit, because the heat was almost unbearable in the salon. She remembered she had a hoodie on and needed to take that off as well.

Juan smiled and waved to the ladies that gawked at him as he went to the room for his wax. He couldn't lie, he was starting to feel a little anxious l. The way Audi expressed her experience, he truly didn't want to get caught up in anything scandalous, especially because of who he was. He knocked on the door of the room hearing a soft, 'come in' uttered.

The first thing he saw in the dimly lit room was a spine tattoo due to Seven changing from her hoodie into a v-neck.

"Oh my bad, I could step out." Seven turned around to see a very attractive man standing in her doorway. "You're good, I'm done anyways. I'm Seven."

"I've heard a lot about you. I'm Juan." after shaking hands, Juan sits on the table. "Heard about me?"

"Yeah, my girlfriend Arrianna."

Seven almost broke her next to look him up and down. The man invading her dreams, sat in front of her. The small brown curls and shape up he sported were neat. His massive hands sat on his knees, which were barely covered by the shorts he wore. She couldn't wait until they were off.

"Ah, my new favorite client. She's so sweet, I love her."

"Yeah, she loves you too."

Juan laid back on the table as directed. He wasn't sure what was needed next. "Before you get comfortable, you have to take off your bottoms."

He didn't hesitate to stand in front of her to drop his shorts and boxers.

Wow.

She couldn't help but watch it bounce in front of her. It was long, thick and had a slight curve. Arrianna was a lucky girl.

"You can lay back down now." Juan could tell the woman was flustered which was an advantage to him, because he was nervous as hell. As he laid back, he awaiting the next move.

Seven placed her gloves on after setting up the fresh wax. "Do you have any expectations for this wax?"

"Nah, I heard it was the best one of someone's life. I don't know how ripping away hair from the skin could be satisfying like that so I came to see."

"Mhm." Seven didn't know what else she could say, she was definitely distracted. Instead of looking at the manhood in front of her, she focused on the tats on his arm.

"You're pretty well kept. Usually when people say that, it's cap." She jokes.

He chuckles causing his abdomen to move, "Thanks. I try."

Seven picked up a wooden stick to lay the wax onto his skin. The orange heated substance felt good against his skin. She was working on below the navel before moving forward to under his shaft.

"You know, my girlfriend has a crush on you." He started. "I don't think you should be telling her business." She laughs. "But she told me in so little words. You think you got competition?"

"You're funny, I see why she likes you." Seven grips the edge of the wax and begins ripping away. Juan doesn't move which impresses her, "you have a high pain tolerance I see."

"What about you?"
"What about me?"

"Do you have a high pain tolerance?"

Yes, you wanna test it? Her intrusive thoughts were starting to flood her brain. Her mind was having a hard time deciding who she wanted more.

"Yeah, why'd you ask?"

"That spine tattoo." She instantly remembered her shirt was coming over her head as he walked in. "What's it say?"

Her tattoo was in Arabic, it meant 'the queen has risen and all is well.' Something her mother would tell her in the mornings before school. She opted for the ink along her back so that it would cover her like a shield.

"The Queen has risen and all is well. My sister has a matching one but on the inside of her arm." Selena's was on the inside of her left arm because it was the weaker one.

After cleaning the top half of his pelvis she moves to the sides prepping on the one that was free, the other side is where his rod laid.

"You never answered my question." Juan looked over from his phone, "Which was?"

"Do you feel like there's competition?" She laughed.

"Oh, I did answer and I said you were funny. Trust me, I have nothing to worry about."

Seven wanted to test his ego, she knew that if her predictions were correct, he would go home and prove he was more than capable with Audi and she would hear about it. Being able to fuel her fantasy through them.

"You sure? I think your pretty girl was more than excited to be on my table earlier this week. The way her legs were open for me, like she had been missing something."

Juan looked at her intently, he could tell that the siren in front of him was surely a problem. Nothing he couldn't handle though. The biggest tension in the room wasn't sexual, it was control through manipulation.

"And then I came home and it was all fixed." He stared at her as she took another portion of the wax off. She hesitated to touch him, not just due to his size but how he was staring at her.

"Go ahead, you gotta get the other side done anyways." She held him lightly in her hand, placing him on the other side. "You enjoy doing your job huh?"

"That's why I do it." She smartly replied. Seven was thankful for the air conditioning because she was starting to feel hot. "Then don't hesitate next time."

Seven didn't hesitate the next time. She was now waxing below and could physically feel the blood rushing as she held him up. She didn't want to speak, she would've asked him to hold himself. As she adjusted, she had to move her hand, which to Juan felt like a pump.

He inhaled sharply as she twirled the wooden stick to take up the access wax. She knew that the next pull away could cause him to jolt.

"Focus on my hand and not the wax."

"Huh?"

Juan's state of confusion launched into a short form bliss as she squeezed while pulling away the wax.

Gahdamn he thought as she delicately cleaned the the area. Arrianna was right, Seven left nothing behind. Juan completely understood what she meant about experiencing it for yourself.

"I'll be seeing you around."

"Mhm, I'll see you. I've got a date with wifey soon." She giggled.

"Yeah, I can't wait to hear about it." He smirked making sure to leave her a $300 tip.