Salon Stories

I'd known Becky for over ten years. We'd always had a great laugh and good gossip every time I booked in for a trim, discussing life, loves, and occasionally sex. This mainly involved me telling Becky my latest stories, and there had been many stories over those years. The stories had become more erotic & arousing over those years as Becky created a safe, comfortable space for me to confide in her. Becky and I were of sim...

CHAPTER 1 I’d had a few relationships through high school, college and for a year or two after graduating. They slowly tapered off as I developed my own internet marketing business. It was long hours and I spent it pretty much completely alone in an office that I rented. Heck, my office was by a door near the rear entrance to the building so I couldn’t even tell you who was next door. The lack of social contact didn’t bot...

Back in the days when studying for my marketing degree, I had a girlfriend who worked at the front desk of a salon.  Sometimes, I would pick her up after work.  I remember loving the smells and sounds of the salon, seeing how women would enter looking one way, undergo a makeover, sometimes a pretty radical one, and leave looking totally different.  I remember thinking how much power the stylists had to transform someone a...