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Bill and Amanda had returned from their cruise and Amanda was once again a blonde.  While she was not shampoo overly frequently, the rinse in red color washed out over the weeks after the cruise.  However, when she returned from the cruise as a redhead, her friends complimented her on her new look not to mention the courage in taking such a daring change in her appearance.  As she returned to blonde, some of her friends told her she might consider the red as a more permanent color.  She was discussing how she became a redhead with her friend, Lois over a cup of coffee.

“Well, Bill and I had talked about it for a while, and of course I asked him if he did not like me as a blonde.  But he said we should spice up our lives from time to time and it would not be permanent, so I agreed and we decided to do it on the cruise."

“Go on," Lois said.

“Well, after we checked in and boarded, we had a few drinks ‘to get us in the mood’ and then Bill asked me if I was ready and I said I was.  He got the things out, you know, the coloring, comb, brush, cape and then he began to kiss me and slowly and sensuously undress me."

“Really?"

He came close to me, held me, kissed me, and told me I would not be needing my clothes for a while.  He kissed my neck and began to unbutton my blouse.  After he took it off, he went behind me and kissed my neck while he unhooked my bra and slid it off of my shoulders.  After he put those down, he faced me again, lifted my chin and gave me the softest kiss I had in a long time.  I felt like I was being seduced by my own husband!  Then he kissed and caressed my breasts for a while and then unbuttoned my skirt and took it off.  I was wearing my black lace panties and he left them on.  Bill bought a small vibrator, battery run, and put it next to my clit and used my panties to hold it in place while he did my hair.  He massaged me ‘down there’ and then I sat before the dressing table in the cabin and he put a cape on me and a towel on top of that.  Then he poured me more wine and I sipped the wine while he put on the rinse."

“That sounds so sexy," Lois replied.  “I wonder if I could get my husband to do me like that sometime.  I got goose bumps when you talked about being undressed.  What happened next?"

“Then we had some time for the color to set, so I had a mani/pedi."

“No!"

“Oh yes.  It is completely different from a nail shop.  Bill changed my nail color on my toes from pink to red to match my hair and did my fingernails as well.  You get a different feeling when the person doing your nails is someone special and you know you will finish off in bed.

“I’ll bet," Lois said.

“Then I rinsed off myself.  The showers are too small for both of us like we do at home."

“You shower together here?" Lois asked.

“All the time.  I get shampooed, conditioned and very carefully washed and bathed, if you understand what I mean.  Then Bill either sets my hair or blow dries it"

“I had no idea Bill was so talented.  Maybe he can do my hair sometime," Lois said, running her fingers through her shoulder length chestnut colored hair.

“I think Bill has time for only one client at the present time," Amanda replied.  “Especially since all of his clients are done nude.  And he does his best to please them and pamper them in every way.  But back to the ship.

“After I showered, I sat on the chair again and was caped.  Since we were going to go on deck and check out the ship, he put some gel in my hair, combed it through and gave me a quick blow dry.  When he was done, as usual, he kissed my neck as he removed the cape, and, well, we did not go up on deck right away."

“No kidding," Lois said.  “Then what"

“Well, we did have a bit of a problem initially.  You see, when you board a cruise ship, you get an ID card and when my picture was taken I was blonde and the rest of the cruise I wasn’t.  It took a little explaining as to why I did not match the ID card, but once that was taken care of, the cruise was great.  Now here we are."

“How long has Bill been doing your hair?" Lois asked.

“On and off, for about a year or two.  Actually, he always did me when I needed to touch up my roots.  Then one day after I had rinsed out, he asked if he could try his hand at setting my hair.  You know it’s easier to have someone do it than do it yourself, so I said ok.  I must admit, it felt odd having your husband doing your hair, but after he was done and I could see how he did the rollers and then later that day after he combed me out, well, my hair was soft, bouncy, silky and looked really great.  After that, I thought, ‘What the heck’ what’s wrong with your husband being your personal hairdresser?  Who cares more about your appearance than your lover?"

“What else does he do?"

Amanda smiled coyly.  “He used to shave my legs.  It took persistence, but I finally gave in.  Again, it’s not the think you expect from your man.  Not exactly a manly thing.  But once he did it the first time, I knew I was hooked.  He put a towel on the bed and undressed me.  I laid down on the towel and we started.  He moistened my legs and put on the cream with such a caressing touch.  Then the razor was used so gently and softly.  Afterword, he would rinse me with the cloth and dry me.  Then he would kiss my freshly shaved legs, work his way up from the ankles and then would make sure I was fully satisfied."

“That’s quite a ‘personal’ hairdresser.  What else does he do?"  Lois was now thinking that perhaps she could talk her husband into giving her a shave.  It sounded so sensual.

“After he had been shaving me for a while, he suggested that I become what he described as ‘truly blonde."

“What does that mean?"

“It means that he wanted my pubic hair to be blonde along with the rest of me."

“You mean bleach your pussy?" Lois asked.  While she was somewhat wide-eyed, she was thinking of something like that for herself.  Either she would get her husband to do it, or maybe, ask Bill. 

“Yes.  He bought some safe bleach and one morning just began bringing in things to bleach me.  He removed my nightie and put a towel under me.  Then he mixed the bleach and put it on and combed it through.  While the bleach did its work, he did my toes.  That’s another thing that’s best when someone else does them for you.  After the bleaching was done, he rinsed me and gave me a blow dry…"

“On your pussy?"

“Yes.  I never had that done before, but the warm air felt great.  He gave me an upsweep.  Then he trimmed me a bit and put a mirror for me to see the new me.  I almost came!  I felt the hair and it was so soft.  The mirror showed my new blonde pussy and I really liked it.  It became a regular thing with us."

“Really," said Lois, now getting a bit excited herself.

“But after a few months we went even further.  One day he asked me about completely shaving my pussy.  I was initially put off, but again, I enjoyed everything he was doing to me up to then, so why not?  After all, the worst is that it would grow back and we could go back to bleaching, so I agreed.  He started by trimming and shaving the lips and then every week or so when I would have a shave, he would take off a little more until one day, poof!  When I looked in the mirror, I couldn’t believe it.  I did not remember the last time I was bald.  Back in grade school, I think.  But it looked sexy and was so soft and smooth.  I’ve been shaved ever since."

Lois was now imagining herself naked on her bed having her legs and pussy shaved.  She could see herself being lathered and shaved.  She could see herself having her pussy hair being cut short to stubble with scissors and then the white shave cream on her mound.  She could see the razor as it moved across her pussy, removing the lather and remainder of her pubic hair with each stroke until she was smooth and clean.  Her throat got dry and her whole body warm.  Now who to do it?  Bill with the experience, or her husband?

“After my shave, we shower and I have my shampoo and conditioning and we use our puffs to wash each other to make sure ALL of us are clean.  Bill pays special attention to my breasts and pussy.  Having your breasts washed/massaged with soapy puffs is VERY enjoyable.  Of course, so is having your pussy washed as well.  Then I make sure HE is clean and he rinses my hair.  Then we go to the styling chair where he capes me, and I either get a set or blow dry.  When he is done, he lets me know by kissing my neck as he removes the cape.  Bill then lotions me.  He starts on my legs and back giving me just a great massage while he does it.  Then he turns me over and begins again on my legs, then my arms, my pussy, and then my breasts.  Periodically, he kisses me over my entire body.  It’s great!  Needless to say, we usually wind up back in bed as my hairdresser wants me fully satisfied.  We have done things I never would have dreamed of before.  I wonder what he has up his sleeve next."

Lois finished her coffee.  She wanted what Amanda was having.  The question was would it be with Jim, or with Bill?

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