1. Pretty Feet


    Date: 11/4/2017, Categories: Fetish, Author: NymphWriter, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    tomorrow.” “Perfect reason to want to look your best. Who is your interview with?” “Um, it’s with The Little Boutique Salon on Main St.,” I said, then blushed. I realized my interview was with a rival salon. “Ah yes, I know it well. So, I can assume we are doing your hair as well, aren’t we?” I wanted to cry. “I don’t think so.” “Then I insist Ciera do your hair as well, as my treat for your interview. Then, if you would, please come see me in my office before you leave.” To say I was shocked was an understatement. I looked down at Ciera, who would now have to stay later and probably not get paid for this extra service. “Is it all right with Ciera?” Ciera smiled. “It’s fine with me.” “Then it is settled!” he exclaimed, clapping his hands together, then leaned down and whispered something in Ciera’s ear before he walked off. “You sure did make quite an impression on Mr. Cagaha,” said Ciera with a smile. “Is that his name?” I asked. “Yeah. He’s a great boss. Besides, I can use the overtime.” I sighed. “So you’ll still get paid then?” “Of course. We are hourly workers, not commission. I don’t rent my space like they do at most salons. And as I can do so many different services, I get paid a flat hourly rate, plus extras for certain services, and of course tips.” Tips! Oh shit! I hadn’t even thought about a tip. “Um, Ciera… I… um…” “Don’t worry hon, you can tip me next time you come in.” “That’s assuming I get a job soon.” “Oh… you never know,” Ciera said, touching my leg gently ...
    and she gave me a sly smile. Ciera began to scrub my feet, cleaning, massaging, and occasionally tickling them. She washed my calves and rubbed in a lovely flowery smelling lotion. I couldn’t remember when I felt so pampered. However, my pedicure was nothing compared to my manicure. Ciera worked meticulously on my nails, cleaning them, polishing them, and making my nails and hands look amazing. The massage afterward was nearly orgasmic. As I was way overdue for a haircut and style, the bonus hair wash and cut was a real treat. I began to think about what Ciera had said about the impression I had made on Mr. Cagaha and what he would want to talk with me about. I was hoping he would offer me some tips so I might get the job. I love how it feels to have someone else wash my hair, and Ciera did an amazing job. It wasn’t long before my hair was cut in a way that I could easily maintain. My hair looked fantastic and I felt like a princess. As Ciera finished up, I asked, “Do you think I bothered Mr. Cagaha with my Groupon the way I did the receptionist?” “Not in the least,” she said, putting the final touches on my hair. “It’s rare he invites someone into his office.” “Oh?” I asked. “Oh yes,” she said, giving me the hand mirror so I could see the back of my hair. “There are many here who have never had the privilege.” Ciera took the mirror, led me to Mr. Cagaha’s office and wished me luck with a sly wink. I didn’t understand what she meant about this being a privilege, but I would ...
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