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Red Romance Beauty Salon, VIP massage room.
Chen Mo's fair face flushed slightly, his hands trembled as they were atop a pair of proud peaks and rhythmically kneaded.
"Sis Li, this is our breast enhancement SPA service," he said. "By massaging the acupoints on the chest, the cell will grow, making your breasts even more proud and perky."
"The cloth covering them somewhat affects the outcome, better to take it off," she suggested.
The young woman on the massage bed gave Chen Mo a flirtatious smile, reaching to remove the towel covering her, releasing two large white rabbits that were incredibly plump, making Chen Mo feel the urge to dive in and take a bite!
However, no matter how his inner heat surged and desire burned within him, he couldn't initiate an advance on a customer.
It was a rule and a matter of professional ethics.
In the salon, it was only the women who could tease the men; men were not to lay hands on the women.
If any transgression occurred, he, a mere massage therapist, would surely be fired, not to mention that all the groveling he'd done over the past month would be in vain, and he might even get a severe beating.
Chen Mo forcibly suppressed the heat within him, steadied his mind, and with the skills he had learned, continued to massage rhythmically.
"Mmm~ah~"
Under Chen Mo's large hands, the young woman writhed, letting out a series of low moans, as the large rabbits continually changed form, sometimes rising, sometimes dipping...
In her movements, the towel covering the young woman's legs was almost redundant, and through the gap between her legs, Chen Mo glimpsed glistening wetness, droplets hanging on the dark fur, sparkling.
As he was massaging, the young woman's low moans suddenly escalated, as if hitting a crescendo, her body tensed sharply! Her eyes widened, a brief stupefaction induced by extreme excitement!
"Damn, she's done," Chen Mo thought, annoyed. Although he wanted to climb onto the massage bed and extend the woman's pleasure, his professional ethics forbade him, and he could only sadly continue the massage.
"Sis Li, the breast enhancement SPA is finished; now it's time for your buttocks."
Saying this, Chen Mo gently turned the young woman over and placed a towel on her full, perky buttocks.
While he couldn't take liberties, feasting his eyes was still permitted, especially with such an exquisite woman, whom he might not see again for a month.
So, as he laid the towel down, Chen Mo took a good look at her peach blossom haven; the waters were clear, the peach blossom petals tender and unblemished, showing no sign of having weathered any storms.
"Thinking of such a treasure under someone else just feels bad," he muttered to himself.
With a heavy heart but unable to release the building tension, Chen Mo increased his grip, kneading the ripe peaches before him, and listening to the young woman's sharp, almost wailing moans provided him some mental relief.
Chen Mo thought back to his college days, a time filled with unlimited prospects, but because of his sister, he had ended up as a male technician at the Red Romance Beauty Salon.
For attending to each woman, he could earn a commission of five hundred yuan, and of course, sometimes there were additional services, providing extra earnings, which was just enough to get by for him and his sister.
At that moment, Sis Li on the bed suddenly grabbed Chen Mo's hand, turned her head around, her red lips curving into a smile, and asked:
"Do I feel soft?"
"Big... big and soft," Chen Mo answered honestly.
Upon hearing this, the flirtatiousness in the young woman's eyes deepened, her eyes shimmering like peach blossoms, she said with a giggle:
"Then don't you want to have a deeper communication with elder sister?"
"Look! The little tent is all setup."
Chen Mo was startled at first, quickly covering his pants.
"Hahaha, Little Brother is just too adorable," Sis Li said, bursting out laughing. She sat up, her whole body quivering with laughter, her full bosom bouncing, and Chen Mo caught a glimpse of Sis Li's haven overflowing even more.
Watching Chen Mo's restraint, Sis Li grabbed the waistband of the pants, pulling gently, and suddenly, they were pressed against each other.
With her delicate cheek resting on Chen Mo's abs, Sis Li looked utterly content, her hand unconsciously slipping under Chen Mo's shirt, and she hummed softly:
"Little Brother, we've known each other so long, and you still wear clothes, isn't that a little standoffish?"
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"Take it off. Let your big sister see what you're working with," she said.
"Sister Li, this isn't proper. We do legitimate massage here," he protested.
Slap! A loud smack echoed in the room!
Chen Mo clutched his swollen cheek, at a loss for what to do.
"Strip when you're told to strip. Why all the nonsense?" she snapped.
After hesitating, Chen Mo reluctantly removed his pants.
Sister Li extended her glistening toes, lightly tapping Chen Mo's swollen part, and sneered,
"You think a loser like you could sleep with me?"
"All you're fit for is to lick my toes. Now, start licking from my toes, and when I'm satisfied, you'll get five thousand yuan," she commanded.
Chen Mo didn't move, his head bowed, eyes filled with hurt.
He was already a masseur; why play him like this? Was it even worth it?
Sister Li scoffed,
"Ten thousand!"
Chen Mo's head jerked up. Ten thousand yuan! That was enough to support himself and his sister for two to three months.
As much as it was profoundly humiliating, it couldn't compare to the allure of the bright red banknotes.
He was tempted.
Sister Li lifted her right foot, offering her small, exquisite toes painted with red nail polish to Chen Mo, a mocking smile on her lips as she continued,
"Fifty thousand!"
"It's all up to you to seize the opportunity," she said.
Fifty thousand!
Chen Mo suppressed all the humiliation he felt. Hardening his heart, he cradled the young woman's fair foot and started to lick it.
His tongue caressed her smooth skin, eliciting subtle yet bone-deep sensory stimulation, making the young woman's voice grow louder.
He trailed up from her foot to her calf, to her thigh, and finally stopped at the moist forest.
Chen Mo paid special attention here as if fueled by a sense of revenge. He was incredibly diligent, licking, nibbling, using all the techniques he had learned at the salon.
It wasn't long before the towel beneath the lady was completely soaked, and with a shrill, breathless cry, she reached a climax, her tides gushing forth!
"Not bad~"
She could only utter a single word of praise before it seemed to drain her of all her energy. She collapsed on the bed in an enticing pose, unable to move.
For some reason, seeing the young woman in such a state, Chen Mo felt a strange sense of satisfaction.
"Sister Li, this session isn't over yet, you can't stop now," Chen Mo teased, his grin wide as he continued to thrill her despite her pleas for mercy.
Just as the young woman was about to surrender again, the walkie-talkie on Chen Mo's waist suddenly crackled with the salon manager's urgent voice:
"Number Nine, Number Nine!"
"Sister Li's husband has stormed in with a group, and the front desk can't stop them. Hurry and escape with Sister Li through the secret door!"
Number Nine was naturally Chen Mo's call sign.
If the client's husband caught him doing this, at best he'd be paying compensation; at worst, he'd be ending up in the ICU!
What to do? He had to run, and fast!