On one such tanning visit, the proprietor was absent, and the salon was staffed by a trim, attractive guy of around 30 years old. He wore earrings, al...ong with a summer shirt and very short cut-offs. He told me his name was Scott, and that he was the owner’s nephew. We interacted briefly at the counter, during which time I caught myself looking at him rather longingly. He led me back to the booth and set the time on the time switch just outside the door. I couldn’t help but stare at his tight. “She’s Zera. We see you sometimes at the bar.”“Restaurant, it’s not even a pub. They just have a couple of tvs and beer on tap.” Zera said. “How do you know Roxxi?”“I don’t. This is the second time she’s ambushed me here.” Owen admitted. He gestured and the five of them crossed the street. “What can I do for you?”“You’re the guy!” Roxxi blurted out.“I don’t know what that means.” He said. Janice was grinning.“Aren’t you guys shitty tippers?” Janice grinned. She was elbowing the hell out of. I told her that I was happy that we explained everything and I asked her if she was looking forward to tonight.“You bet I am Steve,” Christy screamed.“You know that Greg is probably going to get the guys to spank your tits, don’t you?” I smiled.“I sure hope so!” Christy screamed again.“I told Greg before I left the office, to call you his wife,” I smiled.“You did, why babe?”“Because he is more your husband than I am, “I smiled, “You live with him for the same amount of time that you live with. I knelt down and started rubbing lotion over her back and rubbing it into her skin. I rubbed some up beside the sides of her breasts, but I stayed away with my fingers, not touching them. I couldn’t help but admire them though; it had been a while for me. I moved down her back and along the top of her bikini line. I was enjoying the feel of her skin, and I couldn’t help but think to myself, hm-mm not a bad ass either. Sharon then told me to do her legs too so I rubbed some lotion on her.