The salon sluts part 2 - Sex Stories

The salon sluts part 2

... few weeks for the bruising and swelling to go away before Sheila would be ready to go back into service. By then, several weeks worth of dark roots would be present. This should nicely amplify the bleached status of her hair. John had decided, from now on, all the girls would have their hair colors changed in his office salon, instead of out in the shop. That way he could not only supervise, but also participate. He was finding his casual interest in hair, makeup and sexy clothing was turning into a full-blown fetish. John called Barbi in to discuss Mitsi. Actually there was really no discussion. John merely explained what he wanted to do to Mitsi and Barbi would talk about what was involved. John instructed Barbi to get everything together and they would get started on Mitsi tomorrow. Meanwhile, John had some business to attend to back at his office downtown. * * * As John entered the reception area, he was almost overwhelmed at the sight of Jennifer. She looked up and smiled. Turning her head from side to side, she said, “Well do you like it?” John was almost speechless. Jennifer’s hair was a silvery shade of platinum blonde. She had teased it up into a big style that looked like snow white, cotton candy, with a slight metallic silver hue. Her heavy black eye makeup and thick false eyelashes made her dark brown, Spanish eyes look all the more exotic. He cursed himself for letting Sheila blow him just an hour earlier. God, he wanted to fuck Jennifer so bad, and now he would ...

... have to wait until he recovered, before he could perform again. “Mrs. Pennington is waiting in your office.” Jennifer purred. “Oh, thank you, Jennifer.” He said, realizing now, that he couldn’t have fucked her any way, since he always used the couch in his office. “How about you and I getting together a little later?” Jennifer blushed, “That would be nice, Sir.” “Oh and Jennifer, I love the hair and makeup.” “Thank you, Sir.” She said looking down. “I told him what you said.” “Who, Jennifer?” “Jerome, the guy who lightens my hair.” “Bleaches, Jennifer.” John quickly corrected her. “You know I like to hear you admit that your hair is bleached. Now shall we try it again?” Jennifer looked embarrassed. “I told the guy who ‘BLEACHES’ my hair.” As usual, Jennifer felt torn. She knew her Master would certainly approve of her new look, but she felt like such a slut looking this way. When she had asked Jerome to bleach her hair lighter again, he had initially refused, saying that only hookers and porn stars wanted their hair bleached to this degree. It was only after she had threatened to go somewhere else, that he had reluctantly, agreed. In the end, he was amazed that her hair had survived. “Very good, Jennifer.” John said, as he turned and entered his office. “We’ll talk a little later.” There, he found Suzi sitting on the couch. “How do you like Jennifer’s hair now?” He asked with a sly grin. “She looks even more like a slut than before.” Suzi quickly replied. “Yes, she certainly ...