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Amanda woke up Saturday morning.  She went to the bathroom and brushed her teeth and then her hair. A few weeks had passed along with sessions with Andre.  She looked at herself in the mirror, standing nude as that was the way she slept.  “Not too bad," she thought, looking at her face, neck and breasts.  Then she looked at her hair.  It was now so streaked that it looked more light blonde than what she had some weeks ago.  But that was OK as Bill loved it each time she came home from the salon more blonde than when she went.  And each time she and Andre had discussed her going platinum.  Given that she was so light, maybe today should be the day she took the plunge.  But first, she would check with Bill.  So, she sprayed herself with perfume, gave a final light brushing to her hair and put on some lipstick, blotted and went back to the bed.

Bill was sleeping on his side, facing away from the center.  This made things easier.  Amanda looked as his face as he slept.  She gently lifted the sheet and blanket.  Bill was naked, as he always slept.  He needed a shave if they were going to make love this morning, so she returned to the bathroom to get things ready for him.

First she got the hot lather machine he used for shaving and plugged it in on the side of the bed and switched it on.  Then she brought some towels and Bill’s electric razor and his Gillette “cold steel" for close shaves.  She also brought scissors, a comb, and a paper towel.  Then lastly, she brought a basin of hot water and a washcloth.  She spread one of the towels on the floor and put the basin on it.  Then she lifted the sheet off her sleeping husband.

As she took him in her hand, she bent down and kissed him. “Hey, sleepy head. Time to get up."  She noticed his erection beginning to form.  “Oh.  I see you are up. How nice." 

Bill reached for her and pulled her down to kiss her, but Amanda pushed him back.  “I’m not kissing a man with such a scratchy beard.  My men must be clean shaven and I am here to see that that is what you are.  So just lie back and enjoy," she said continuing to play with him.

“Look at this hair," she said, running her fingers through his pubic hair.  “Men may think it manly, but women don’t.  I think I should do something about this unsightly mess!"  And with that she took the comb and scissors and began to trim Bill’s pubic hair, sweeping the cut pieces onto the paper towel she had placed under him.  “Better," she said after a bit, “but not right.  Lets’ clean it up some more."  And with that, she switched on his electric razor and began to shave him, taking most of his pubic hair.  Naturally, she had to do this one handed, using the other hand to keep Bill’s “soldier at attention" out of the way.

“Still not enough," she said.  She then took the washcloth from the hot water and put it on Bill’s crotch and massaged it around and let it set.  “Does that feel good?" she asked.  Bill smiled back and responded “It sure does."

Amanda then removed the washcloth and put it back into the water.  She took another washcloth and put it on Bill’s face to soften that beard, sneaking a kiss in before he could respond.  The she pushed the button on the hot lather dispenser, took a dollop of hot shaving cream and began to apply it to Bill’s pubic area, even on his erect member, on which she spent more than a few seconds.  “I know this will not be shaved, but I thought you might like a little massage like you give me during my shaves, she said smiling.  Bill was so aroused he almost came in her hand.

“Now let’s make sure my man is the way I want him," she said.  And with that, she took the Gillette and began shaving him, first his scrotum, then around the base of the shaft and finally the rest of him.  She gave him a second lathering and shave just to be sure.  Then she took the washcloth and rinsed him off, admiring her work and the finished result. “Much better.  I think we’ll keep you like this for a while. But first some lotion.  I would not want my man to have razor burn."  She took some of Bill’s after shave balm and began to apply it all over the now shaved region, again paying special attention to his erect member. “Feels good to me. How about you?"

Bill reached to kiss her but again she pushed him back reminding him that he was not done yet.  She then removed the washcloth on his face and again took hot lather and put it on his beard.  Then she slowly began to shave him.  She worked gently first working in the direction of the hair growth as she had seen him do.  While she was busy shaving him, Bill began to play with Amanda’s breasts giving her a light massage and caressing while he laid back and was being shaved. “Mmmm.  A bit frisky this morning?" she said, reaching back to grab his still erect penis and stroke it.  When she was done with the first lathering, she checked her work and then lathered him again.  This time she worked against the hair to get a really close shave.  She received more breast massage with Bill’s right hand, but his left now slid down to her pussy and began to massage her there.  “Hold on. Just a little bit more."

When she finished the second shave, she rinsed his face and put on after shave.  Then she bent down to kiss him.  “Now you can have your way with me."

Bill pulled her down and onto the bed and began to kiss her  and massage her pussy.  While he was doing this, Amanda turned to him and asked about her hair.  “Sweetie, do you like my hair?"

“It’s beautiful, just like the rest of you," he replied.  “What makes you ask?"

“Well, I’ve been getting blonder and blonder the last few weeks and Andre suggested that I might consider going platinum blonde.  I was going to do it today when I want to the salon.  Would that be OK with you?"

Bill stopped his actions and looked at his wife.  He ran his hands through her hair contemplating how she would look.  “I think you would be dynamite platinum.  If you are asking me, do it."

Amanda smiled and kissed him.  “Thank you.  I wanted confirmation from you.  I didn’t want to do something drastic and then you wouldn’t find me attractive."

“You would be attractive to me no matter what hair color or style or length you had.  Of course, I am partial to blondes, but like we did on the cruise, sometimes change is good."

With that their conversation ceased, but their actions spoke louder than words for the next half hour.  Then Amanda turned and took a look at the clock.  “I don’t want to be late for my appointment.  I have to get ready to go."  She kissed Bill quickly and squeezed him before getting out of bed to get dressed.  She went to the bathroom to dress as she did not want Bill to know that she did not wear a bra or panties when she went to the salon, a little secret between her and Andre, she thought.  She brushed her hair again (it became mussed with Bill) and came out of the bathroom with a somewhat tight blue jeans skirt, button down blouse, and sandals.  She went over to the bed, bent over and kissed Bill.

“Would you be a dear and clean this up for me," she said pointing at the shaving cream, towels, basin and razors.  “I don’t want to be late."  She took a step back and said “Last look for this blonde.  I hope you will like her platinum replacement."  And with that she turned and walked out of the bedroom, down the stairs to the garage and drove off.

Amanda arrived at the Ultimate Salon approximately 15 minutes before her appointment with Andre as she always did.  This afforded her the opportunity to have some chilled white wine, peruse hairstyle and color magazines and to have a massage in one of the chairs in the reception area.  Mandy provided her with the wine and she settled into one of the massage chairs.

Amanda gulped the first glass of wine as she became a little dry in the throat thinking about actually going platinum.  Mandy was there with a quick refill which Amanda also drank quickly, leading to a third glass before Andre came for her.  During that time, she enjoyed the massage from the chair and seeing different looking hairstyles and colors trying to decide what she might like. 

Andre then came out.  “Amanda,  so good to see you."  He then helped her out of the chair, shut it off and took her to his room with his arm around her waist.  Amanda continued to sip the wine as they walked to the private station.  After they were inside and Andre had locked the door, he turned to her and told her he had something new to try with her.

“I have a new computer program," he said.  What we do is to take a digital picture of you and feed it into the computer.  Then using the program, we can change your hair color, style, length, cut.  We can also try different colors of lipstick, blush, eye shadow, eye makeup, all on the computer.  You can see what you would look like without having to do it and then be unhappy."

“That sounds like fun," Amanda replied.  When can we do it?"

“Right now," Andre replied.  “Just sit here and I will take the picture and upload it."  Amanda sat before a laptop computer which had the camera in it.  “Smile," Andre said.  When Amanda did smile, he took the shot and incorporated it into Amanda’s file.  “Now, what would you like to see first?"

“How about me with long hair?"

“How long?"

“Bill has always wanted me to go past my shoulders.  Since this is all on computer, how about mid-back?"

“Not a problem," said Andre.  And with a few key strokes, the Amanda in the computer had hair that went down to her mid-back.

“Wow.  That was fast," said Amanda.  “Can we make the top just a little shorter and have the sides just touch the shoulders and taper down the back?"

“Here you go," said Andre a few key strokes and mouse clicks later.

“Can you make my hair brown?"

“How brown?"

“A rich warm brown, not too light." 

A few key strokes and mouse clicks followed.

“That looks really good.  I may consider that some time, but not now.  What I was really considering today was going platinum.  Can we do that?"

Andre played with the computer and there was Amanda with platinum hair.  “But I do not think that this type of style suits you as a platinum blonde," Andre said.  How about doing something shorter?" And with that he typed and clicked and Amanda’s long hair was no more and she had a bob that did not touch her shoulders.  “What do you think of this look?"

“Amanda stared at “herself" in the computer image.  “You and Michelle were right.  I do look good platinum.  That’s the color and style I want."

“Very well.  Come with me.  Your chair awaits."  Andre and Amanda stood up and he began to undress her starting with her blouse. 

“I don’t think we keep it too cold in here, do we?" Andre asked as he saw Amanda’s nipples poking through her silk blouse.  He lightly used the palms of his hands to rub her erect nipples through the fabric which Amanda always enjoyed.  He then gave her a quick kiss and took the blouse off of her shoulders and pulled it down her arms.  He then turned and hung it up and returned to remove her jeans.

He unbuckled the belt and unsnapped the top and then pulled the zipper down.  The pants parted showing that Amanda was nude underneath the jeans.  Andre pulled the jeans down and Amanda stepped out of them along with her sandals.  Andre picked them up and hung the pants and put the sandals on the shelf.  “Lovely as always," he said.  Then they went to the waiting styling chair.

Andre helped Amanda into the chair, towel draped as always.  The he went behind her, and taking the silken cape, placed the top edge below Amanda’s breasts.  This allowed him to draw the cape upwards and have the silkiness of the cape go over Amanda’s breasts and extended nipples, which Amanda always enjoyed.  Then, he quickly ran his fingers through her hair and put the chair back.  He followed that by lifting the cape and beginning Amanda’s usual pussy massage.  Amanda closed her eyes, and smiled, enjoying Andre’s “attentions." 

Andre began by a soft massage of the vaginal lips, moving up and down gently.  Amanda began to change her breathing.  “That feels so nice," she whispered.

“Of course it does.  It should," Andre replied.  He then began to center on her clitoris which increased Amanda’s sensations This was followed by inserting his fingers inside.  Amanda’s breathing came faster.  Andre bent over her and kissed her.  Amanda responded hungrily, her tongue seeking his.  “I have something different for you today," he said, disengaging from her lips.  “Whatever you say," she gasped.

Andre then reached for a differently shaped vibrator.  It was angled so that upon insertion, it could reach the underside of the top of the vagina, making its way to Amanda’s g-spot.  He turned it on and began working on her lips and outer vagina, moving it up and down and after a few minutes of this, when he came to the top of her hairless pussy, he would linger on her clit, moving it around in a circle.  Amanda clutched the hand rails of the chair and began to move in rhythm with the vibrator.  Meanwhile, Andre lifted the cape higher and began a slow massage of Amada’s breasts.  Amanda arched her back and came.  Then she settled back into the chair.  But Andre was not through with the pre-hair styling massage. 

First he shut off the vibrator and put it on the tray.  Then he took some lavender scented lotion into his hands and began a lotion massage of Amanda’s breasts.  He covered her breasts with lotion and softly caressed them moving in circles, massaging, using only his palms lightly on the erect nipples.  Periodically, he would lean over and kiss Amanda softly, gauging when Amanda would be ready for her next orgasm. 

After a few minutes of breast massage and kissing, Andre sensed that Amanda was recovered.  He then took the vibrator and again began working on her pussy.  Again Amanda responded, her pelvis rocking and moving with the vibrator.  Andre then bent over and kissed her lightly.  “I told you I had a surprise for you," he whispered.  “Let me show you how this instrument is different."

With that he pushed the vibrator insider of her pussy and began to massage all around, sides, bottom, and top, the angled head allowing for pressure.  When he was touching the top, he began to pull it out, ever so slowly until he came near g-spot.  Sexual tension filled Amanda’s body and she went rigid.  “No more, no more," she gasped.  “I can’t take any more."

“Yes you can," Andre whispered, bending over and kissing her gently.  “You have just never reached this height before.  Amanda began reaching for Andre’s hand.  “No no, mustn’t touch.  If you do, you’ll have to be tied down."

The thought of being tied to the chair brought a whole new sensation to Amanda and she continued to reach for Andre’s hand.  “I told you not to do that," he said.  With that, he stopped the vibrator and quickly took two Velcro straps.  Before Amanda could think, he had strapped her right wrist to the armrest and reached over her to do the same to the left.  The he did the same to her ankles.  Amanda was tied to the styling chair.  This only increased her desire and she continued to move from side to side. 

Andre again turned on the vibrator and inserted it back inside and began to move it about.  He kissed Amanda and said to her, “I told you that you must behave.  This is for your own enjoyment."  Then he began kissing her scented breasts while he worked the vibrator.  Amanda’s gasping came more frequently.  “No more.  No more," she whispered hoarsely.  “Yes more," replied Andre.

He then returned to having the vibrator come slowly pressing the top of the vaginal canal until he came to her g-spot.  Again Amanda went rigid and began to whimper.  While he worked the vibrator, he kissed her breasts.  Amanda’s breathing came faster and faster.  She turned her head from side to side repeatedly.  Andre caught her face as she turned.  He kissed her and she pushed her head toward him, her mouth desperately seeking his, her tongue finding his.  Then she arched her back as her pussy sought the vibrator.  She froze for a second then collapsed into the chair, worn out.  Andre then stopped his ministrations, kissed her gently and told her that they were almost done. For now.  He then retrieved the egg-shaped vibrator and inserted it into her pussy and turned it on, asking Amanda to tell him when to hold the intensity.  When she did he said,  “Now,  let’s make you platinum," and raised the chair to an upright position.

With the chair in the upright position, Andre first brushed, then combed Amanda’s hair.  Amanda just sat with her eyes closed, physically, emotionally and sexually spent.  Andre sectioned off her hair, using clips to hold the sections apart.  He then took the color stripper and began to apply it to Amanda’s hair, brushing it in then combing it through.  After he finished, he began doing Amanda’s nails.  He began with a manicure, first removing what as left of her old polish.  Then he trimmed, shaped and buffed.  Then he applied the nail polish.  Since Amanda was still strapped to the chair, she could not see the color on her fingers. 

It was now time to rinse the stripper, so Andre lowered the back of the chair and turned on the water.  He wet Amanda’s hair and thoroughly rinsed out the chemicals.  “Ready for the platinum color?" he asked, kissing Amanda gently.  She smiled and nodded.  He then he wrapped her head in a towel and brought the chair upright.  He towel dried her and then quickly used the hair dryer to finish.  Once her hair was dried, he again brushed, combed and sectioned.  This time he began to brush in the platinum color, separating each layer with foil.  “I’m glad you finally chose to go platinum," he said.  The first time you walked into the shop, I knew you had the color to do it, but it was not something that could be rushed."

Amanda smiled and replied, “You’re right.  If you had mentioned going platinum my first time here, I would probably have walked out.  Well, maybe not, depending on what stage of my treatment we would have been at."  She smiled coyly, remembering her first visit.  “If you had walked out and said ‘What about going platinum’ I probably would have left.  But if you had mentioned it during the middle of my session, I probably would have said no but certainly stayed for the rest."

Andre continued to apply the platinum color to her hair, using foil to separate the layers.  When he had finished, he put the chair back, gave her pussy a quick caress and then began her pedicure, first commenting on how soft and smooth her pussy was, causing another smile in Amanda.  Again, he began by removing the old polish, then trimming, shaping, and buffing.  Then he applied matching color to her toes and put a top coat on first her fingers then her toes. 

Once done, he checked to see the color was done and removed the foil strips from her hair.  Then he rinsed out the color dye and gave her a gentle shampoo and followed it up with a conditioner which he first used on his fingers, then a brush and then a comb to insure full coverage.  “Just a few minutes for the conditioner," he said.  He moved around the chair to be sure he had his scissors and combs ready for her hair cut.  Then he did a final rinse, put another towel on her hair and brought the chair up for her hair cut.

Andre then applied a leave in conditioner and combed it through Amanda’s now platinum blonde hair.  Once done, he began to section off her hair in preparation for its cutting.  The sections were held in place with clips.  When all of the hair had been held in place, he began with cutting in the back.  He cut off enough so that the remainder just touched the area across Amanda’s neck, at about her shoulder line.  Then he unclipped her right side and began to trim so that she had the same basic length.  He did the same on the left side.  Once he had the proper length, he would release progressively higher sections of hair and trimmed them to match the cut.  When he had done the sides and back, he took the hair out to the sides and began trimming on an angle to give a layered look at the ends.  This allowed Amanda’s hair to fall into a soft bob without the large amount of hair at the ends.  He then moved to the top of her hair.

“I’m going to cut you for bangs," he said.  When Amanda said she never wore bangs, he told her there was a first time for everything and that he would cut her hair so that she could wear her new platinum look with the bangs or have the bangs brushed to the side.  He kissed her, saying, “Would I do anything to make you anything other than beautiful, sexy and desirable?"  He then gave her bangs which just reached her eyebrows.

When he had finished with her cut, he began to dry her hair.  He used a large round styling brush with the dryer, holding the hair out from the scalp to give it lift and body.  As he worked around her head, Amanda wondered how she would look, if she would look as good as the computer image showed she would.  Finally Andre was done.  Amanda had a sleek, yet soft looking, platinum bob.  When she moved her head, her hair moved sexily. “Now for your makeup." 

Andre then did Amanda’s makeup.  However, where before he did a light brown on her eyebrows, this time he went a bit darker, to contrast them from the platinum bangs.  After eye shadow and mascara, base, blush and lipstick he announced he was now done, unbuttoned the cape, and turned the chair so that Amanda could see herself.

When Amanda looked at herself in the mirror, she could almost not recognize what she saw. Her  golden/ash blonde hair had been replaced by a whitish platinum bob.  She ran her fingers through it and felt how soft and silky it was and how it moved and bounced full of body, yet returning by itself to its proper position.  She also marveled at her eyes and eyebrows and how they stood out against her platinum bangs.  She had envied women who had the courage to have such a look and now she had that same look.  “I love it," she said.  “I absolutely love it.  I should have done this long ago.  Andre, I will always trust you with my hair.  You have my best interests at heart.  From now on, you may do whatever you want to me."  And with that, she rose from the chair, with the cape falling to the floor, confronted Andre, wrapped her arms around him and pressed her naked body up against him, kissing him deeply.

“Don’t you think you should save that for your husband?" Andre asked when she finally released him.

Amanda smiled.  “Oh, there is more than enough to go around and plenty left for him.  But I wanted you to know how much I enjoyed today."

“At the Ultimate Salon, the customer’s complete pleasure and satisfaction are our goals.  I am pleased to have succeeded today," he replied.  “Now, I think you should dress and see if your husband likes your new look."

Amanda looked back at him.  “Are you sure I should dress now?  Do you really want me to?"

Andre smiled back.  “Do I want a beautiful woman to cover herself and diminish my enjoyment of her beauty?  No.  But, again, I am sure your husband is waiting for you, and I do have other clients today."

Amanda pouted. “Other clients?  I thought I was special and when I came I was your only client.  I am Jim’s only client."

“You are without a doubt my most special client.  But the partners in the shop would not be happy if I only had one client."  He kissed her softly and spanked her bare bottom. “Time to go.  We will continue with your next session."

“Promise?"  Andre nodded in response.

With that Amanda slipped back into her jeans and top, put on her sandals and walked out of the salon to her car.  On the way a man passed her and gave her the old wolf whistle. “Lookin’ good." She heard him say. 

Amanda drove with the top down and had countless stares on the way home from strange men. Amanda continued to revel in her new look.  Wait till she got home.  Then she turned onto her street and into her driveway and went inside.

“I’m home," she announced. 

Jim came from the family room.

“Well, how do you like my new look," she said, running her fingers through her platinum blondeness.

Jim came to her and kissed her deeply.  Then he kept one arm behind her shoulders and with the other arm swept her legs from the ground and carried her up the stairs to the bedroom.  Amanda smiled with satisfaction.  “Well, I guess I know the answer," she said.

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