"Graham Smythe, Senior Accountant? You are slumming, aren't you Graham?"I looked at her tag. It said: 'Alice Wonderland, Pantomime and Fetish Artist'....She looked like it.Alice was wearing the traditional Alice in Wonderland outfit of a full skirted blue dress with a white apron. The apron was large, the upper part covering her torso. It was frilled at the sides, had short cap sleeves, and the apron ties crossed her back before being tied behind her waist. Her blonde hair bounced on her apron. And I slump over the laptop most of the night as well, I thought. “Let me guess, corner desk, your screen to your left. No arm support on your chair.” I was too relaxed to be surprised. “Mmmm,” I confirmed. “Well, being twisted all day isn’t doing your back any good.” “I wasn’t really expecting this from a masseuse.” I made sure to not sound demeaning. “I’m an osteopath by training.” “Mmmm, well you’re really good.” “Thank you.” Nikki moved around the massage table. “I’m sure we’ll be able to. Ok mate we will, i said be gentle and if she says no we stop right, yes mate we will, what are your names, Josh and Shaun. so we went upstairs.i entered the room and said to Claire i was back she said what did i buy i told her a cucumber and a condom. fantastic now come here. Josh looked at me i pointed to the bathroom so he could get changed whilst Shaun started, Shaun got undressed and he pulled out his cock from his boxers and it was huge on the slack, my cock was hard just looking at it,. .does it meet your approval?"His eyes are as large as golf balls as he stands there, dumbstruck, admiring his eldest niece in all of her feminine glory. He notices all the little features, the paleness of the skin, the flush in her neck and chest, how her luscious dark hair, accentuated by the spotlights of the room, clings initially to her moist skin, resisting at first her fingers, but eventually moving as she runs those hands through her dark mane. He notes the glimmer of her wedding.