<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/d7/cf/c4/d7cfc43067b06c4fbf9e2188cc953900.jpg)</div>The last of the customers had long gone and the girls were beginning to filter away. The equipment was all gleaming and the floors sparkled and smelled faintly of disinfectant. And so it was every night. The salon would be cleaned and the staff would leave and I would linger like a lost puppy hoping that my manager would notice me and call for me. I swept the broom over clean floors, a pretence, no more.<br/><br/>Don’t get me wrong, I’m no prude and have had many sexual partners over the years, but none had ever excited and frightened me the way Andrea could. Andi was my first female lover and over the short time we had been together had proven to be more than the sum of all of the men in my life. Those men had proven uninspired and disappointing and to them a fuck was a fuck that ultimately left me wanting. But with Andi, I had learned to fly and would cry out my ecstasy unashamedly and unrestrained for all to hear. Andi was strong and confident and perhaps the most beautiful creature I had ever laid eyes upon and with her I too felt beautiful and more of a woman than she ever thought possible. When Andi spoke my name or innocently brushed by me, I felt the sun upon my skin and longer to reach out, to kiss her, and oh so much more. Sex with Andi was never boring or predictable and I always felt that my lover was on a quest for new sensations and adventures and had deigned to take me with her. And I for my part would follow to the ends of the earth.<br/><br/>Even the men and women that Andrea sent to me gave me pleasure as in pleasing them I was pleasing Andi, doing her bidding. It was as though Andi was stretching me, testing and expanding my limits and I could often feel my love watching approvingly from beyond the mirrored glass as they fucked me. And it was Andi watching, always Andi that made me cum.<br/><br/>With the last of the girls gone, I put down the broom. It was not that all of the men in my life took without giving. No indeed, my very first lover had left me with the most beautiful son, though to this day he did not know it. I straightened my uniform, tight t-shirt and short white skirt and checked myself in one of the many wall mirrors. Very presentable, I thought. I could hear Andi moving around in her office and wondered whether it would be too forward to knock and enter, but there would be no need. My body was already shaking with excitement when the door opened and Andi stood in the doorway waving the blindfold. One more appointment, oh how my heart leapt and my eyes burned with desire.<br/>