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The salon lights hummed a soft invitation as he settled in for a foot treatment. His heart pounded a rhythm only he could hear. An itch began a deep thrumming anticipation for the moment he'd expose his throbbing length to the unsuspecting beautician.
He leaned back in the vibrating chair the gentle massage arousing him further. The urge to flaunt his manhood grew irresistible a daring game in plain sight.
With a sly glance to confirm no one was watching too closely he unzipped. A rush of adrenaline coursed through him as his erection sprang free a bold declaration.
The beautician was focused on his feet her touch soft and sensual. He reveled in the secret thrill of his exposed cock just inches from her face a silent challenge.
His hand instinctively moved to his straining shaft a subtle movement beneath the towel. Each stroke built the pressure a delicious tension in the public space.
The thrill escalated as he edged closer to release. The risk of discovery only heightened the pleasure. He was lost in the moment.
His eyes met hers for a fleeting second. Did she see? A flicker of a smile or was it just his imagination? The ambiguity was intoxicating.
He gripped his cock tighter pulling it gently. The sensation was overwhelming a delicious torture. He knew he was about to explode.
A wave of pure pleasure washed over him as he came. A silent gasp escaped his lips the warmth spreading over his skin.
He cleaned himself discreetly a triumphant grin on his face. The secret shared with no one yet witnessed by all.
Leaving the salon he felt exhilarated. The rush of public exhibitionism lingered a sweet aftertaste. He knew he'd be back.
The image of her focused face still burned in his mind. He wondered if she knew his secret.
He found himself on a hallway, the thrill still coursing through him. The urge to flash again was strong.
A dark figure in the distance. Another opportunity. He couldn't resist.
The rush was addictive. He craved the thrill of being exposed, the vulnerability and power intertwined.
Back at the spa, the warm water and soft towels felt good against his skin. But his mind was on another kind of pleasure.
He closed his eyes imagining the next time he would let it all hang out. The secret was his and it was glorious.
A Thai teen with delicate feet caught his eye. The thought of her manipulating his cock was intoxicating.
He thought about how her touch could make him cum again, a powerful release.
The next pedicure would be even more daring. He smiled to himself.
