Brought to the Salon by Mistress Debi

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CHAPTER 1I’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 bother me, my business was very successful. I could buy pretty much anything I wanted … great home entertainment system, secluded home on a couple of acres just out of town, a few long weekends to Vegas, NY, LA.I hadn’t spent much time thinking about relationships until the day that I saw Debi again. Oh, that wonderful day that would change my life forever.It was late on a Tuesday night. I had just left the office after a several hours getting caught up with my clients by e-mail. It was about 1 a.m. as I wandered into Walmart to pickup some blank DVD’s. Walking back toward the Electronics section, I spied a woman stuck with fixing a display in the girl’s department. She had the most beautiful, long dark, curly hair cascading over her blue Walmart smock. “Damn nice,” I thought, “what a waste to have something like that working here.”At that moment the woman turned around. It was Debi. I had not seen her in the ten years since we graduated from high school back in the Northeast. She had gone from being an ugly duckling type back then to being drop dead gorgeous now, even considering that she was working in Walmart. She looked at me with that “I know you from some place” look. I really wanted to just turn around, solitude is nice once you get used to it, but I felt bound to say something.“Um, hi, Debi?” I said with such elegance (not).“Do I know you from somewhere?”I thought I had missed my chance turn away now. She probably had not even seen me. It was probably my imagination. Anyway, too late now.I had to explain how we’d gone to the same high school and had been in an English class together. It was rather awkward. Eventually, she remembered. We then proceeded to have a nice conversation. I asked her what had made her move 1,000+ miles from the Northeast. Turns out she married after the junior college she had attended. When her husband was transferred, of course she moved with him. About a year ago, she had found him screwing around, and divorced him. Her attorney messed up badly and she ended up with almost nothing. Thus, she said the job at Walmart.I asked her what she had majored in at her college. She said computer programming. I said she ought to be able to find Ankara bayan escort something with that. She scoffed saying, any interview she could get wanted more recent experience and a 4-year degree. Then I had an idea.“Debi,” I said. “I have a business that does internet marketing. It’s been growing pretty quickly, and I have been looking for someone with computer experience to bring in. Would you be interested?”Really, I hadn’t been looking. But I knew I could financially afford to bring her on board. It would be worth it to have something that beautiful to look at. She’d be like one of the toys I bought.She looked at me for a long moment. I felt her eyes run up and down me, sizing me up. At last she said, “OK.”We made arrangements for her to start the next Monday.CHAPTER 2It had been a month since Debi had started with me. She surprised me with how quickly she picked up on things. She was already doing things I thought it would take many months for someone to get. She was just about to the point where she could have done the business by herself.But it was tough sometimes having her around. There was more than one time I couldn’t get up from my desk without having it be obvious that I was enjoying looking at her from the back. I had set up her desk so that she was sitting in front of me with that beautiful mane there for me to behold.I asked her to dinner a few times. No pressure, just to talk about what we were doing or something like that. But she was always busy. She never said what. She just indicated that she was going home to her apartment.One late Friday night after a day particularly full of hard-ons, she had left the office a couple of hours earlier and I was just finishing up for the day. She had put a picture on her desk that she’d had taken beside the new car she had bought the week before. (I’d given her a couple of week’s advance pay so she could afford the down payment.) And did she even look sumptuous in that picture!I decided to give myself a treat before I shut down for the night. Besides, she was long gone for the day.I sat down at her desk in front of the picture and pulled my member out of my pants and began to play with myself. It didn’t take long until I was gushing into the napkins I’d saved from that day’s Chinese take-out. It felt so good … until I heard a voice behind me.“Hmm. I was right. You really do want to be with me.”Absolute horror. Unheard by me, Debi had come back to the office. I quickly noted her purse that she had forgotten when she left still sitting on the desk. Damn. I turned toward her slowly, Escort bayan Ankara wank still in hand.“I think you need to see me tomorrow. I want you at this address at 10 am.” She bent over my desk, wrote an address on my message pad. Watching her, even in my current position, I could feel my self getting excited again already.She handed the address to my free hand and picked up her purse. She smiled gently, “Be there,” and with a smirk she added, “I think you’ll enjoy this.” Then she left.CHAPTER 3It was with a great degree of trepidation on Saturday morning that I drove up to the house that was at the address that Debi had given me. She had caught me tossing off in front of her picture. But then again she had said, “I think you’ll enjoy this.” Maybe it was a bit kinky, but I thought that maybe this would get me into her temple with the beautiful brown fur.I timed my arrival for exactly 10am. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. After what seemed like an eternity, it opened. But it wasn’t Debi. A short girl with large breasts and shoulder length, very curly blonde hair looked at me and giggled. “You must be Debi’s.” She grabbed my hand and led me into the living room. On the couch was a tall, slender girl with straight black hair pulled back in a ponytail and all the way down to her butt. She had a rather pale complexion, not goth, but she did have a bit of that look. Kinda sexy I thought.The blond sat on the couch with the black haired girl. I headed toward the chair next to them, but the blond said, “No, stand there. We want to take a look at you. Stacie, I think Debi has chosen a fine one.”That made me feel good. I suddenly felt that maybe it was the best thing to have had Debi catch me jerking off.“I’m Caren, and this is Stacie.” The blonde said.“I’m –“ I started before I was cut off.“Of course you are.” Said Caren. “We’re friends of Debi’s. She wanted us to see you first.”Stacie called out, ”Debi, I think this one will do nicely.”I looked toward the doorway to the kitchen and saw Debi enter the room. Dressed in a tight T-shirt and jeans. (Suddenly there was tightness in my pants too.)“You really think so girls?” Debi asked.“It will take some work, but we’ve made those plans already.” Stacie replied.“Okay then.” Debi turned to me. “It became obvious to me last night what I’d already suspected. But if you do want to be with me, there will be certain rules.”I thought, “be with her.” Okay!!! I said, “Sure, Debi, whatever you’d like.”She smiled as I heard Caren stifle a laugh. “Well, then. Caren is a secretary in a law firm Bayan escort Ankara and a notary. I’ve had her draw up a little something that will keep everything on the up and up.”“Up,” I thought. It’s already up.Stacie pulled out some kind of document, a contract it looked like and handed it to me.“If you would like to be with me, you will sign that. If you choose not to sign, you will never be allowed to see me again.”“Where do I sign?” I quickly asked, guided by the thinking in my other head.“You don’t care to read it?” Debi asked wryly.“Debi if it means that I can be with you, it doesn’t matter much.” I took the pen that Stacie offered me and quickly signed and dated.“Very well. You must understand that you must do everything that I ask you to do like it says in the contract without question.” I nodded as Debi paused. “Good.” Debi signed the document. “Stacie for your witness signature.” Stacie signed. “And Caren, you can make it official.”Caren filled in the notary portion and applied her notary stamp. Somehow to me it sounded like it had an extra loud and deep thud. The contract, whatever it was, was now official.Debi turned to Caren and Stacie, “Girls, there is so much to do. And we have just enough time to get to our first appointment.“Come now.” Debi rose and motioned for me to follow her. I didn’t know what would be next, but I was so happy to be with Debi, it didn’t matter.CHAPTER 4As we drove in her car, it was very quiet. I did not know quite what to say. And when I did try to start a conversation, Debi deflected it. After a while we pulled into a strip mall. Debi turned to me as we parked.“I’ll give you one chance to back out,” she said.“Why would I? Debi, I just want to be with you, no matter what.”“No matter what,” she repeated. “Okay, then. Take this.” She handed me a small envelope. “Do not open this until I tell you.”We got of the car and walked along the sidewalk in front of the stores. Debi opened one of the doors and motioned for me to enter. It was a beauty shop. As soon as we entered Debi whispered to me to sit and open the envelope. There were about five or six women waiting and I took the one free chair.Debi went over to the counter at the other end of the entrance. I suddenly got excited thinking that I would have the opportunity to watch her getting her hair done. Remembering the envelope, I took my eyes off Debi’s cute butt at the counter and took out the folded note. Remembering the envelope, I took my eyes off Debi’s cute butt at the counter and took out the folded note.“For you to be with me, we need to make a few minor adjustments. Please do not worry about them. I am putting you in good hands here. Just relax and enjoy the morning. And above all, don’t ask any questions. The ladies here are great at what they do, so just let them do their thing. Just tell them you want them to do everything to you that was arranged. You’ll enjoy it. Remember, no questions.”

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