Britney Spears

Still tring to gain your composure, Britney smiles shyly and asks if you could turn around. All you can do is nod and turn around, vaugely remembering what Ms. Biles said about you being fired on account of a bad report from this customer. As you go back to fiddling with the oils and lotions, needlessly, you hear the slight sound of clothing items falling to the ground and the slight squeak as Britney gets onto the table.

You stammer "Uhh..can...can...I...turn around...now?" Almost hitting yourself for sounding like such an idiot.

Britney giggles slightly and says sure. As you turn around, you see Britney Spears laying naked on the table in front of you. You sigh quietly as the teen sensation asks "Well, are you going to get started?"

You nod, afraid if you speak, it will come out sounding stupid. You rub your hands in some lotion and rubbing it on her back. You enjoy rubbing up and down the back of Britney Spears, and coming dangerously close to her ass, bringing only a little less than audible giggle. You slowly start to massage her back as she closes her eyes.

You start to go over what your boss said in your head, that being the only thing keeping you on the side that will keep your job. You continue to massage Britney up and down her back, noting the soothed look on her face, and hoping that she wont notice your bulging crotch.

After a while, which actually seems like seconds to you, being as you were imersed in the beauty of this singing sensation, you notice that your time is up. As you stop, she opens her eyes, wondering if it is over, and by the look of it, wishing it wasn't.