the hairdresser

Yes!!! You realise that this is exactly the kind of place to go for an afternoon's fun, gazing around at all the beautiful women in the process of pampering or being pampered. A couple of the women look up at you as you enter. "Please, dont mind me. Just carry on with what you're doing".

They shrug and ignore you, giving you a moment to look around and consider who to have fun with first.

Ok. you've got it, you think. Here we go!

You walk over to the woman with her head back getting her hair washed.

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Casually you swing one foot over the outstretched legs of the woman and squat down to sit on her feet. The woman looks up, sees its you then lets her head lean back to allow the stylist to continue washing her hair.

You notice that the stylist is actually massaging the woman's scalp. Huh! You lean forward and grab the woman's breasts in both hands and start to massage them too after the fashion of the stylist. Neither of the two paid you much attention. You had already asked everyone to not mind you. So there probably wasn't anything you could do that was going to get a reaction from them now. Unhurriedly you begin unbuttoning her blouse then lift her bra up over her tits to allow you to manipulate her breasts unrestrained. Still no reaction.

Ok. Here goes. "Please tell me your names ladies?"

"I'm Sylvia Collins" said the girl with her eyes closed and hair wet. You twisted her nipples to see if she would react. Nothing.

"and I'm Didi Carcassone", said the stylist with a smile. "Its my shop".

"Excellent. Didi, please start massaging Sylvia's breasts".

"Sure", she said and gave you a smile, reaching forward to take her customer's breasts in her hands and begin to knead them gently.

"Uh... I'm not sure about", started the customer, looking down shocked at her tits being groped by the hairdresser.

"and Sylvia, please enjoy having your tits massaged by Didi. In fact, please find it the most pleasurable, erotic thing you have ever experienced"

"OH MY.....FUCK!" squealed Sylvia who instantly started to writhe in her seat.

"Great. Now make sure you book in for an appointment for this every week," you grin.

"Didi", I continued, "please add tit massages to your menu and offer them to all your clients. Please believe you are great at them".

"What a wonderful idea! I will!", she said, moving her customer's breasts around in slow circles with her hands.

Sylvia's right hand was down the front of her pants, rubbing furiously and her eyes were clenched shut.

"Everyone", you announced loudly. "Please book in for Didi's new breast massage service and come back weekly for it. Please find it extremely erotic and cum when she rubs your tits."

A few murmurs went up and some nods of approval.

Great, who's next.

You wandered over to the nail bar where the nail technician was still working on a manicure. You turned to the client.

"Nice hands", you comment. "You must get asked for a lot of handjobs!" you comment.

"Pardon me!?" she says uncertain she has heard you correctly. Surely you hadn't just said.

"Please make sure you jerk off at least 5 guys a day so that they can appreciate what nice hands you've got."

"Ok, sure. They are nice aren't they?" she smiled looking down at them. "Would you like a handjob?" she asks you.

"That sounds nice, but not just now thanks. And make sure its a different 5 each day too please."

"Of course. I need to let everyone appreciate them!"

This was going well you thought.

But now... now your cock was ready for action... Which lady was about to get lucky?