Date: Wed, 9 Apr 2008 04:47:06 -0700 (PDT) From: Stephanie H Subject: The tanning salon 2 Disclaimer: Hi there and welcome to my world. If you are a minor you need to leave. If you are offended by erotic stories you also need to quit reading and leave. If you are still reading then I assume reading this story in your locality does not violate any laws (if it does then you also need to leave). Now that the obligatory warning is out of the way, I hope you enjoy the story, feel free to send any comments to me _ Stephanie at ironkitten_87@yahoo.com   Heather continued to slide her panties down her leg and kicked them off in my room. She waved, pushed the door a little closed. I heard her get into her tanning bed. There was no way my bikini was going to hide my raging hard-on. I got up, picked up my stuff and Heather's undies and ran past the last three rooms in the hall to the next hall where the bathroom is located. I walked the the end of that hall to my office. I keep a robe in my office.   I walked back to room # 6 and found Heather's door still open. Walking inside, she was laying in her bed, eye cover on. I lifted her ear phones off the left ear. She was startled and shaken. I could see she was a little nervous.   "Did you like putting on a show Heather?"   Her smile as she looked away from me told me the answer. She nodded her head slightly.   "Heather, is that the proper way to address a person who just asked you a question? Don't be embarrassed."   "Sorry ma'am. Yes I liked it if you did."   "Good girl." I gave her nipple a little tweek. "I can tell you liked it. I can seee it in your eyes. I can see it elsewhere as well." With that, I trailed my fingers from her chin, down her neck, between her nice though slightly sagging breasts, over her abs, and stopped when I reached her hairy muff. "Heather, be a dear and spread your legs." It wasn't a request and I could tell she was submissive and totally mine.   "Yesss ma'aam" She bent her legs up, pulling her heals toward her plump ass and let her knees fall out to the side. I let my hand carress as I reached her inner folds.   Just as I found her moistness (actually dripping wet cunt) I pulled my hand away. I lowered my head to her ear. I nibble the lobe just a bit, "Heather dear, stay in this position for the rest of your tanning. When you are done come to the front desk immediately. Do you understand?" I awaited her replay.   "Yesss, I understand." She looked frightened.  I could tell she was putty in my hands with about 15 minutes to go in the bed.   "And remember, don't move a muscle."  I replaced her earphone, turned her face to look up, put my hand over her eyes to shut them. As I left the room, I grabbed her dress and sandals, then I left the door as wide open as it gets.   Next I cleaned my favorite room (number 7 across the hall) then I took her stuff and put it in my office with her undies. Still in my robe I went to check on Chrissy. She had two customers in line. I let her handle those customers. Nearly 80% of the traffic would take people down Heather's hallway, as that is right next to the desk and it leads to the restrooms.Both customers went down the hall and one other came out of her room as I kept an eye on the hall. All three stopped and looked in. The second actually beny over and tried to see into the bed. The third quietly shut the door, after she left I opened it again.   "Back at the desk, "Chrissy, 7 is cleaned."   "Thanks."   "Can I ask you a huge favor?"   "Sure Miss Sharpe. Whatcha need?"   "Would you go the Walmart and get some more laundrey soap?"   "I guess so."   I opened the drawer and geve her the money, told her brand and to go ahead and get two if she didn't mind. Looking at the ticker I saw that Heather still had 2 minutes. I thought about checking on her but just then the door opened and there was another customer. I was just finishing up with the college student as I saw the timer expire in room 6.   "Marcy, you can go room 7."   I looked down the hall. She was just gettin to her room when I heard the familiar creek of the tanning bed lid being lifted. Marcie naturally turned her head, raised her hand to her mouth no her chin as if she was pondering something. Marcy just stood in the hall for a second too long and turned into #7. Immediately Heather came into view and timidly walked down the hall toward where I was watching. When she got to the front desk I turned to look into the parking lot, No one was there at the momment.   "Heather dear. You did good. Do you know where my office is?"   "Yess, I think so."   "Yes what?"   "Yes, ma'am. Sorry ma'am." She was a quick learner so I didn't push it.   "You were good today. Your clothes are in my office. You may go put them on." She started to turn, then I added, "Heather dear, tomorrow come in earlier, were not too busy just after lunch before school gets out. Say 1 or 1:15."