Author: Biker
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Summary: You may think that Hairstyling and Lap-dancing have nothing in common - let Jenny re-educate you!
"Jenny, take your break now please, I'll take over for a while OK?."
Jenny rose from the reception desk and walked through the salon towards the staff room at the back pleased that she was able to finally get out of the public eyes once more, dressed as she was.
For over 3 hours she'd been in a state of high distress as she'd sat at the front desk to greet and check in the customers of "Alfonse's Hair salon and Boutique" with the recent problems she'd had trying to raise money to pay Ashley back she'd seen an advert in the local paper asking for staff at Alfonse's. Ashley was already working there as she had some experience in 'hair sssssssculpturing' as Alfonse insisting on describing it so it seemed only natural that Jenny should apply too, well at least we can work together it Jenny had thought, it might ease the tension that seemed to be rising between herself and Ashley.
Ashley was pretty easy to get along with living at home with her but Jenny could sense the frustration in Ashley and guessed that it was because she knew she would have to be leaving Jenny's home soon, so Jenny resolved to be with Ashley as much as possible. So seeing the advert and knowing Ashley worked there too seemed a god sent plan.
If only things had worked out a little better though, rising early that morning she'd dressed in a smart fawn skirt and white blouse, tights and low heeled shoes, a little make up and she was ready, then she woke Ashley with the usual "C'mon sleepyhead rise and shine!" after flinging open the curtains. Jenny then had excitedly broken the great news to Ashley that this morning they'd be travelling to work together! Ashley seemed a bit out of sorts that morning, not as excited at this news as Jenny would have liked because she'd simply groaned and turned over but then after a few moments suddenly jumped out of bed very enthusiastic indeed and began to explain that Jenny would have to change her outfit as Alfonse was very particular about what his staff wore to work. shaking her pretty head in confusion Jenny watched as Ashley dug through her wardrobe fishing a short Miniskirt and thrust it at Jenny, Jenny knew that the mini would be tempting fate the amount of times she worn a skirt, then somehow managed to lose her panties or even worse the skirt too........ so she refused it but instead chose trousers, a pair of cut off faded jeans and a dark blue with white polka dots patterned T shirt that Ashley had chosen for her to wear, Jenny insisted on keeping the tights on but relented to Ashley's insistence to wearing high heeled shoes Ashley said that everyone at the Salon wore them, her underwear was a black pair of bikini cotton panties and matching black cotton bra, it was her newest and best one, no fragile lace to tear easily just blank cotton sturdy and neat.
All seemed well, and Ashley kept reassuring her it was OK but when she'd got to work Alfonse gaped at her when she'd walked through the door and with a shrill voice he had told her off for looking so casual! "What kind of place would people think if my staff dressed as if they'd stepped off the beach?!!" he'd shrieked still maintaining his effeminate lisp then went on "My Sssssalon is a classssss place. Not a place to 'hang out' at." he hurried off swishing his hips better than any woman could, leaving Jenny close to tears but Ashley saved the day by presenting Jenny with a white nylon 'lab coat' used by the staff when doing perms etc., gratefully Jenny accepted it and slipped it on very aware of just how much she filled it out.
She then set about getting the reception desk ready to receive customers. Alfonse had walked by soon after and once more blew a fuse at her with much arm waving he hysterically he told her she couldn't possibly wear her dark coloured clothes under the coat as the polka dots and dark shorts plainly showed through and looked "Ssssimply hideoussss." and with a dainty wave of his hand declared "You'll would have to take them off NOW." So with a quivering chin Jenny crept through to the back room where the staff took their coffee breaks and got undressed out of her dark shorts and dark top then was she able to slip the coat back on over her underwear. Checking herself in the mirror though proved she wasn't out of trouble yet, her black bra and panties were easily discernible under the white coat, just then Ashley had walked in and commented on it too, and so rather than wait for Alfonse to throw another fit of dramatics she gulped a few times then reluctantly took off her panties then even more reluctantly her bra followed moments later at least the lab coat would be securely fastened. So folding them neatly and placing them regretfully with her other clothes in the plastic bag and stacked it on a shelf, she idly wondered to herself if there would be one day in her life when she would stay in her clothes without some outside influence causing her to lose them. So dressed only in her plain sheer to waist tights and high heels she slipped on the lab coat which now felt tight and seemed even smaller then before! maybe this one wasn't the one she had on earlier? these things always seemed to happen when she was with Ashley, coincidence? yes it must be, was it just her imagination though, but now the last 2 press studs seemed to not stay clipped shut? "Oh Heavens" she whispered to herself and gulped as she walked out into the salon once more, she felt so exposed and with each step she took it set her ample bosom swinging hypnotically but one consolation was having the tights on it gave her the security she needed, having nothing covering herself 'down there' was just too traumatic but even the gossamer thin nylon which passed between her legs was enough to give her the illusion of covering of her tender sex from prying eyes.
She soon settled down into the routine of sending clients to the waiting area after checking there names off in the appointment book and smiled and looked every part the efficient receptionist on the outside yet inside she was a bag of nerves as she wrestled with the press studs of her too small uniform which threatened to burst her out completely should she do any exaggerated movements and one hand was always in her lap holding the flap of the coat closed over her nylon clad thighs.
At that same moment; Mr. King walked down the road towards Alfonse's, whistling to himself pleased that he was able to get the appointment so easily, he hoped that today's session wouldn't have that little creep Alfonse swooning over him too much, he'd never met such an effeminate man before and it gave him the shivers, just thinking about that wet fish handshake he gave when he greeted him it was nothing short of disgusting, the only thing that kept Mr. King coming to his place was Anette. Mr. King felt a hot rush rise in his face at the thought of her, her creamy pale almost white skin, her long shiny black hair and the heavy black eye makeup, but what set it all off was the black lipstick! oh God she looked soooo sexy, Gothic, like a bride of Dracula. He quickened his pace a little in excitement of the coming meeting.
Taking her break as instructed Jenny went to the back room and set the kettle to boil before checking that her clothes were still where she'd left them, paranoia? maybe, but you never know? the room smelt all stuffy with the chemicals stored on the shelves and the pungent odour of bleach was strong here, opening her bag she saw that the clothes were still safe neatly folded and ready for her to place back upon her lovely body on later in the day. She made herself a cup of coffee and sipped it her eyes flickered to the bag of clothes reassuring herself constantly that they were safe. With a puzzled look she noticed the gallon container of super strength bleach on the shelf above her bagged clothes, it was lying over on its side and, ever the neat one Jenny stood it up and then wiped the spilt bleach that had leaked out onto the metal shelf and pooled there.
All done she glanced at the clock and she saw she was late and so rushed out to reception with a clatter of heels on tiled flooring and flapping lab coat she caught the slightly peeved look from her relief as she resumed her seat.
No one came through the door for another 5 minutes then a shadow blocked out the light flooding across the desk and looking up Jenny's eyes fell upon a giant of a man standing almost 5'6"!! (Hee hee) and looking a little sinister, "Y-Yes?" Jenny stammered, and in a bass voice worthy of one of the backing vocalists of the Four Tops he rumbled a reply "I have an appointment."
She hastily looked down the list for the name for this time of day and it was; King Ron. what kind of name is King Ron? then it dawned on her suddenly it was Ron King of course! how silly of her
Mr King eyes feasted on the creamy breasts and cleavage nestled in the tight uniform. "Certainly Mr King please have a seat."
The walking eclipse went past her and seated himself then deftly picked up the 'Cosmopolitan' magazine on the table and began to read. it was only then that Jenny realized the man had as much hair as a cue ball, ok he had a beard, but who would come to a hair salon who was bald? puzzled Jenny just shrugged and continued her work.
Alfonse's squeal of delight was heard in the salon closely followed by the pitter patter of his tip toed feet (which would have Nureyev proud) as he came skipping along, elbows in and limp wristed as ever, as he saw the huge man and wringing his hands in front of him he greeted him almost kissing the huge man's hand which Mr King snatched away just in time with a disgusted look.
Alfonse pathetically explained to Mr King that he was extremely sorry but Anette wasn't in today but was attending a Gothic convention out of town, but fortunately he had a new girl who had started today who would attend to his needs, and she was very experienced and so would she do? huh? huh?. Mr King was disappointed at missing Anette and cursed to himself for missing the Gothic convention it must have been advertised and he'd missed the adverts, too much time spent on the Net instead of living in the real world ahhhh but Net life was FUN! and very addictive. With a sigh he said it was ok for him to be attended by the new girl but looked dubious, Damn! he cursed again, he'd been so looking forward to seeing Anette! just the sight of her gave him the hots.
Alfonse clapped his hands like an Arab Sheikh and called "Jenny!" Jenny jumped at her name and looked around at Alfonse expecting him to tell her off for something else but the sickly smile and batting eyelashes he gave her didn't disarm any misgivings she had for him as she walked towards them. "Ah Jenny you do look especially wonderful today did I tell you that?. Mr King here has come for his usual appointment but sadly the regular girl who attends him isn't here however I recommended you and he's agreed to let you attend him instead."
"Me?" squeaked a dumbfounded Jenny snapping her hand to her chest. Mr King made a mental note to buy a lottery ticket today as this sort of good luck doesn't come too often!. this busty blonde was lovely even though she was the girl next door type she still looked good. Alfonse escorted Mr King to one of the chairs after seating him and tucked him in nicely much to Mr Kings annoyance. This little slime ball was quick! somehow he'd managed to get his hands all over him then out of the way again before Mr King could slap them away.
Alfonse returned and whispered to Jenny "Do this right and you've got the Job, all you have to do is shave his head he's a regular customer and we rip him off... er charge him for a haircut and I don't want to lose his custom. Get to it!" and smacked Jenny's bottom as he hurried away beaming at another customer. Jenny shuffled over to the giant afraid of what could happen now if this didn't go right.
Already Mr King was seated wrapped in the familiar shawl which covered him from neck to knees, all that poked out was his head which was a foot or two higher than Jenny's head, unable to fathom out which of the many levers lowered the seat Jenny went ahead regardless applying the hot towels to Mr King as best she could before searching out the razor and soap.
Things began to look rather easy for Jenny as she lathered up the sides of Mr Kings head and let the razor flow over his scalp it wasn't half as hard as she thought it would be and was getting into the job, forgetting herself in the concentration of the work at hand. Mr King however was in heaven he'd lost count of the amount of times this Blonde had bumped those impressive breasts against his arms and just how the coat stayed shut defied his understanding, when she'd turned back to the sink he'd searched up her back for the familiar bra straps so often revealed under white clothes but no matter how hard he looked he just couldn't discern the straps, he threw out the idea that she wasn't wearing a bra as too far fetched besides his luck didn't extend THAT far. She turned back to him and it was all he could do to keep eyes front as the last studs of her coat had opened and showed more than enough of shapely thigh for his stolen scrutiny.
For Jenny things soon turned difficult as the top of his head was inaccessable to her reach. Thinking of a possible solution she remembered shaving her husband John once and tried recalling how she'd done it then blushed crimson as she recalled sitting on his lap facing him and done it that way. No way could she do that! here and now, but the thought of Alfonse screeching at her for fouling up this simple task tipped the balance into further making this Mr Kings lucky day, so she prepared to climb this man mountain.
Holding the lathered brush in one hand and the razor in the other she stood in front of the chair and with an officious "Excuse me" she lifted one impressive leg up onto the footplate beside Kings foot, this action was followed by the other equally impressive leg landing on the outside of Kings other foot, Jenny standing now rather bow legged because of Mr Kings knees between her own tried to bring her thoughts back to earth and not think about how compromising this position actually was.
Mr King sat in the chair rigid (in 2 places) he couldn't believe this was happening the feeling of warmth radiating either side of his knees where his legs touched hers was all he could feel, but then heaven took on a deeper meaning as she slid herself towards him having to open her legs more and more, soon her legs were squeezing his at mid thigh and her coat now was tight across her lap he could clearly see her inner thighs pressing into his and they felt very hot indeed!
His thoughts were snapped back as dollop of hot lather was applied to the top of his head and brushed in almost sensuously he thought, then Jenny began to shave the now accessible brow, gently she tipped his head forward and leaning more into him she shaved the crown of Mr Kings head at this position Mr King was afforded the wonderful site of a cleavage that defied description for nestled not 6 inches from his face was a pair of gorgeously soft breasts tucked away in the confines of the lab coat, even at this range he couldn't see the bra and believe me he was REALLY looking! Without thinking about it so lost in thought was she Jenny sat down in Mr Kings lap and looked at his freshly shaved head, her pink tongue poking through moist lips in concentration as she inspected her handiwork.
As slowly as he could Mr King let his eyes drop hoping for what he'd be able to see but not knowing for sure, but yes!! there it was as Jenny had plonked herself down her coat had stretched across her own lap and the next stud was close to popping open. He thought that if he opened his own legs a little it would give way and the next 6 inches of delicate female anatomy would be exposed and so as gently as he was able to he parted his own thighs which in turned opened Jenny's and then followed the 'ping' of a press stud giving way "Oh God please let it her be wearing silk panties." he thought as casually as he could he looked down now he could see the place where her thighs met, all was shadow when suddenly accompanied by an Angelic Choir singing (he could have sworn he heard them!!) the sun shone in and lit the sight for him "'kin Hell!!!!" he thought! for sitting in his lap was this blonde beauty with a magnificent chest, a woman who, for reasons known only to her, chose this day to go without panties, but not only that but actually sit herself in his lap and unknowingly showed him too. The blonde down of her pubic hair was lit by the sunshine and even though the tights blurred the vision slightly he could make out the tiny specks of light glinting on the damp pussy and below he could make out the darker pink of......
"OH God," he thought, "I could raise my hand from my lap and cup her right in my palm!! I've got to do something with my hands before I DO touch her!!! resist resist," he thought.
Mr King could have died then a happy man, but again without warning tensing her longs legs Jenny stood upright once more and applied a little lather to his head and proceeded to shave a missed bit on the side. Crossed eyed now, Mr King could have opened his mouth and taken Jenny's right nipple into his mouth without so much as moving his head. He could make out the fine hairs covering this young soft flesh held at bay by the straining press studs. Jenny finished the shaving and was about to sit down once more when she realised the position she was in now, then the silence of the salon came crashing in, before she been lulled by the clicking of tiny scissors cutting hair and the drone of the hairdryers but now all was silent as every eye in the place was centred on her. she'd been the focus of attention since she'd climbed up onto Mr King and the place had paused in it's busy work to watch the spectacle. A slack jawed Alfonse stood looking at her stunned.
The man in the chair beside Mr King's just looked enviously at Jenny's legs wishing they were wrapped around his thighs instead. "Jack," he sighed to himself, "maybe next time you'll be there."
Most of the staff and customers were looking shocked, only Ashley stood grinning at the blush that crept up Jenny's face; this was better than she hoped for. Switching the lab coats earlier was risky but worth it because now dopey Jenny had opened her coat to her navel and - what a sight - she was showing everything to all, and setting up the bleach to tip into the bag of clothes was too easy for words. "Jenny you're in deep shit." Ashley smirked to herself.
"Ohhhh God please let me die right now," Jenny thought as she scanned the faces all looking at her. Something bumping at her leg made her look down and once again she voiced her silent prayer, her coat had burst its studs and was open now far above her thighs, but then her eyes were drawn to the rhythmic movement going on below the sheet which covered Mr Kings hips tucked firmly between her own legs. Up down up down up down up down faster and faster.
"UGHHHH!" Jenny cried out and with a flash of legs and blonde pussy she leapt off as fast as she could popping another 2 studs from the bottom, unknowingly revealing to all her belly and lower bust. "Oh how COULD YOU? You horrible horrible PIG!" Jenny shrieked and swinging her hand with all her strength slapped Mr King around the back of the freshly shaved head and knocked him from the chair.
This violent movement caused the last stud to pop and now the coat hung from her shoulders and exposed her completely. She stood breathing heavily, each breath forcing the coat open more and more as her breasts saw the chance for freedom. The giant on the floor struggled to free himself from the tangle of the sheet; the silence was deafening and the tick tock of the clock seemed loud in the seconds that followed.
A sudden screech of "No!!!" broke the moment as Alfonse rushed to help the downed man looking daggers at Jenny. "What is the meaning of this outrage?" he managed to sputter out, looking at Jenny and trying his best to cop a feel of this giant too as he helped him to his feet. Mr King, though confused, still had enough presence of mind to slap away the groping hands.
Jenny looked Alfonse back in the eye and raising her head high and mustering as much dignity as she could said "That Man was t t t touching himself under the sheet, he was mas mas mas masturbating," she stammered out, embarrassed at having said it out loud. At that moment the sheet fell to the floor, Alfonse's eye darted to the hands hoping to catch a glimpse of what Jenny said was there but all he saw and in the giants hands was...
a pair of glasses and the cleaning cloth for the lenses.
"OH GOD" Jenny thought, he was only cleaning his glasses....... Alfonse was gutted by what he saw, his hopes had been dashed, and it was HER fault! A keening shriek slowly built up as Alfonse's head exploded like a steam whistle as he leapt at Jenny and thrust her from the salon floor he seemed unable to speak coherently but pointed to her bag of clothes and the rear exit. Jenny understood from his puffing and blowing that she was fired. She was about to step into the alley behind the shop when a sweet voice said "Jenny the coat!! You'll have to give it back." Ashley of course.
Nodding with a nasty smile on his face Alfonse held out is hands in expectation for it, Jenny was horrified at having to give this only covering back before getting fully dressed but she knew she had no choice, "But I...." The look in Alfonse's eye spoke volumes and shrugging her shoulders she dropped the coat and threw it back through the door at Alfonse who disgustedly looked her up and down then sniffed, raised his chin in the air, turned on his heel he stalked off.
Ashley called back "Sorry about how things turned out." and stifling a giggle said "I'll meet you back at home later, ok? Bye." and with that the door slammed leaving her alone in the alley.
Locked out.
Oh GOD! No! Jenny hammered on the door quickly. "Ashley open up! My clothes. I have to have them back." Ashley in the meantime leant against the other side of the door listening to the frantic hammering of the naked Jenny in the alley dressed only in tights and heels. This was one of those moments to cherish she idly thought. letting the moment build and waiting for the hammering to become a gentle tapping as Jenny resigned herself to giving up Ashley collected the carrier bag from the shelf, and went back to the door. Swinging it open she looked outside for Jenny and saw her cowering behind a pile of boxes doing her best to use her hands for cover, smothering a smile Ashley looked into the huge blue eyes filled with fear and embarrassment yet with a hint of hope as see noticed the bag in Ashley's hands.
"Jenny, I have to get back and sort out the trouble inside, but here, take your clothes." And she tossed them to the naked girl. Struggling to cover the laughter that threatened to burst out, Ashley slammed the door to.
Shuddering with relief, Jenny held the bag and clenched it tightly in her hands like a lifeline. Looking up and down the alley she checked to see that no one was about and she opened the bag; expectation shone in her eyes; all her troubles were over! In a moment or two she'd be dressed, safe, secure. As the bag opened, a stench of bleach wafted out and Jenny dipped a shaking hand into the mass of wet clothes inside. Pulling out the panties, she felt them crumple. As she clenched them in her fist, they squished like pulped paper and dripped to the ground in lumps. The cotton had been destroyed by the bleach. Dumping the bag out onto the ground, she rummaged in the pulp for something synthetic that would have withstood the destroying bleach but with a sinking heart realized that all the clothes she'd been given by Ashley that morning were 100% cotton and were now a ruined mess lying on the alley floor. Ten miles from home in the middle of the day, naked, and with no place to go and no one friendly nearby, Jenny began to wonder how she'd get out of this one!