Saturday, 22 November 2014

The favor, chapter 5

The Hairdresser by MWTB

I gave Rachel a few minutes to descend from her orgasm. That was the first time I had ever seen a woman make herself cum, and it was all I could do to keep myself from throwing her on the bed and having my way with her. She would have enjoyed it too, but I wanted to make it even more special for her.

I walked her to the bed and handed her a dress. "Wear this," I said.

She took it from me and looked at me with a smile. "You always were a sucker for a sundress," she said. "But this really got too small on me."

"Nevertheless," I replied.

She slipped it over her head and reached for her panties. "Just the dress," I said. She looked at me with a smirk. I signaled her to stand near me as I picked up a pair of scissors.

"What are you going to do with that?" she asked.

I reached over and pulled her top button and snipped it off. Then I did the same for the next two. When I stepped back I saw the swells of her breasts clearly evident through the open top of the dress.
"Good thing I don't wear this that much any more," she told me.

"We'll see," I said, smiling. Then I pointed around and told her, "I'm going downstairs for a little bit. Clean up this room and make the bed so that everything is neat for later." Then I left and went downstairs.

I sat on the couch in the living room and tried to collect my thoughts. I was trying to be cool, collected and suave on the outside, but on the inside I was a raging ball of hormones. I seriously considered going to the bathroom and relieving myself, but I decided to wait. I had already committed myself to three orgasms today, I didn't know if I had four in me. However I was pretty sure my first one would not be long lasting.

A few minutes later Rachel came downstairs saying, "All done." I stood up and looked at her. I smiled and signaled for her to spin. She got a smirk as she spun. The dress I had selected was from last year, and was short on her. As she spun it flared up, giving me a view of her ass and her dense bush.

I held out my arm with a smile and she took it as I escorted her outside. I walked her to my car and helped her in. She again smirked at me as she made sure that the dress rode up so that I could get another glimpse of her bush. I leaned in and said, "You really are quite the slut, aren't you?"

She smiled back and said, "But I'm your slut."

"For now," I replied, and her smile faltered a little bit.

We drove in silence for a few minutes until we reached our destination. As I helped her out of the car, she said, "Why are we here? I just got my hair cut last week? Are we meeting Michelle?"

I leaned in and whispered, "I always want my sluts to be bald."

She looked at me fearfully, but followed me in. The girl behind the desk looked up as we walked in and said, "Hi Jeff, Michelle's not here."

"I know," I told her. "We have an appointment with Janice."

"OK, hold on a minute while I get her," she told me. Rachel grabbed my hand and held it hard as we stood waiting quietly.

Janice came over and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Jeff," she exclaimed. "It's good to see you. And is this Rachel?" She grabbed Rachel's hands in hers and looked her up and down. "She really is a pretty one. Come on back."

Rachel grabbed my hand as we followed Janice back. Janice is in her late twenties, her hair was dyed bright red and she had always flirted good-naturedly with me. The fact that I knew that she was a lesbian never stopped me from flirting back. Janice led us into a little room and said, "What exactly did you want?"

"I won't do anything that will last forever, but I want it all off," I told her.
Rachel squeezed my hand even harder and moaned, "Jeff!"

I looked at Rachel as I told Janice, "Rachel here is quite the slut, and I think sluts like her look better with bald pussies. So I want it all waxed off."

Rachel practically slumped with relief when she realized that I was having her pussy shaved and not her head. Her relief didn't last too long as Janice offered her a gown to get into, and I said, "No need, she'll just take off her dress."

Rachel just looked at me in shock as I unbuttoned two more buttons and slipped her dress over her shoulders so that it pooled at her feet, leaving her body exposed to Janice.
Janice whistled in appreciation as she saw Rachel's body. "Hop up here," she said, and Rachel got up on the table.

"I just have to get my stuff," Janice said and opened the door and walked out. She left the door open as she walked over to get her things. It was empty in the back, but anyone could have walked by and seen Rachel lying nude on the table. No one did, however, and in a moment Janice was back, closing the door behind her.

She walked up to look between Rachel's legs and said, "It really is a forest in there. I'll clean it up a little before I wax." She pulled out her electric clippers and started running it around between Rachel's legs. Rachel grabbed my hand as she saw the hair start to scatter, and then gasped and squeezed harder as the vibrating clippers touched a delicate spot.

Janice pulled the clippers away and said, "Jeff, can you grab me that cloth. This one is sopping down here, and I need to dry her off a little before it messes up my instruments."

Rachel moaned and tried to bury her face in my arm as her whole body flushed in embarrassment. Janice finished with the clippers, getting Rachel closer to orgasm but not taking her over. Then she spread Rachel's legs even more, put the wet wax around her pubic area, placed the strip, and yanked. I would have screamed, but Rachel just moaned deeply. Janice did it again and again, until she did right over Rachel's clit. Rachel groaned as some of the hot wax touched her wet clit, and then screamed and shuddered as the last strip was pulled off.

"I do believe that your little slut just came," Janice told me. Rachel moaned again, trying hard not to look at Janice.

Janice poked around with tweezers for a while, finding stray hairs and pulling them out. When she was done, I told Rachel, "Say thank you to Janice, for doing such a good job."

Rachel looked up, embarrassment written all over her face and quietly said, "Thank you very much."
"Anytime, hon," Janice replied. "You'll have to come back in a few weeks." Rachel groaned, but Janice just kissed me on the cheek and left the room.

I helped Rachel up and slipped the dress over her head. Rachel grabbed me and gave me the hardest kiss I'd ever gotten from a woman. "Are you going to take me home and rape me now?" she asked breathlessly.

"Not quite yet," I responded with a smile. "One more stop." Rachel buried her face in my neck, groaning in frustration, and I could not help copping a feel of her ass. She pressed her ass into my hands as she moved her lips back to mine.

I swatted her ass then laughed as we went back to the front. "Everyone is looking at me," she whispered as we made our way forward.

"Do you think they all realize what a slut they have here?" I asked. Again the groan. I was getting to like that low, deep groan.

"I need to pay," I said when I reached the front desk.

"One Brazilian wax," the girl behind the desk said loudly as she took my money, causing Rachel to cringe.

I handed Rachel some money and said, "Go find Janice and give her this tip." I thought she would object, but she just went and found her. After she gave the money, I saw Janice pull her into a hug then give her a quick kiss on the lips.

When she returned, I escorted her out and we walked down the street.

"Where to next?" she asked.

"We're here," I said.

To be continued tomorrow ...

The favor, index:
Chapter 1:  The question
Chapter 2:  Jeff takes charge
Chapter 3: The preparation
Chapter 4: The corner


  1. Continuing to read but still not sure...think part of my issue is their age. ;)

    Hugs and Blessings...

  2. Ok, we will see tomorrow .
    Cat it is My problem too, they are just children... in My children age...

    Take care, Han,
    Mona Lisa


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