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Judy's Beauty Salon Experiences
by: Janis Elizabeth
I managed to keep my new hairdo looking nice through Friday. I wore the sleep bonnet that I had gotten from Tina to help keep it that way. Additionally, I had purchased a pink plastic bouffant shower cap that I used each morning while I showered. As soon as I returned to my apartment, I had used the nail polish Tina had given me to paint my toenails pink. Reluctantly, though, I did remove the nail polish from my fingernails. It lasted in place until the morning.
Nobody on campus had a second thought about the way my hair looked. With male students wearing their hair in ponytails or letting their hair be unkempt, having neat hair, even if it was in a feminine style, elicited no adverse comments. Several of my female classmates commented on how nice my hair looked. If only they knew how nice my toenails looked also, they would have been very surprised. On Saturday morning, I finally washed out my set and then I conditioned my hair. I towel dried it and neatly combed it. This removal of my outward feminine appearance increased my already intense longing for the coming of Tuesday and my next hair appointment with Tina when I again would have my hair in a feminine style. The waiting almost became unbearable. It seemed like the time would never pass.
At long last, Tuesday afternoon finally arrived. After my last class, I quickly went back to my apartment to get myself ready for my next venture out as Judy. After a quick soaking in a hot, scented bath and making sure I shaved my arms and my legs of my scant body hair, I dried myself off and used some scented bath powder. I selected a matching bra and panties in light blue satin with lots of lace. My white garter belt and my nude stockings completed that part of my outfit. After putting these items on, I carefully placed a sanitary pad between my legs in case I should have an accident. Next came a full-length light blue satin slip with lace all over the bodice and the hem. It made me lightheaded just putting on this heavenly garment. For a few seconds I stood there absorbing my reflection from the mirror. I then put on a long sleeve, light blue satin blouse with a rounded collar and a flared navy skirt. As I had not bought a pair of women's shoes yet, I put on a pair of white anklets on over my stockings and a neutral pair of tennis shoes. I tied a scarf around my head trying to somewhat disguise my identity to the casual observer. Next came a pair of sunglasses to further disguise my identity. I picked up my purse, containing my keys, wallet, identification and some tissues, took a deep breath and then ventured out into the world as Judy.
It took me about ten minutes to slowly walk from my apartment to the 'A New Woman' Salon. I was so excited that I had to worry about hyperventilating. When I walked in, Tina was sitting at the desk at the front of the salon. She was wearing a pink beautician's uniform that fitted all of her curves and fell to knee-length. A pink ribbon was tied around her hair. She wore matching pink tennis shoes over her dark stockings. She looked up when I walked in. It took a few seconds for my appearance to register on her and for her to realize who I was. "Judy, you look absolutely fantastic in your outfit," she said. "I didn't know if you would choose to venture out dressed or if you would come here and change. You have great tastes in clothes." She then looked at my feet and realized that I didn't have on the proper shoes. "Wait here, while I get my heels for you," she said. While I waited, I took off my tennis shoes and my anklets. I had already put my scarf into my purse.
Tina returned from her office with the heels and her camera. I took the heels from her and slid them gracefully onto my nylon-covered feet while she took a few pictures. I commented on her attire and how nice she looked in the pink uniform. She said, "I just wanted you to really feel that a properly attired beautician was doing your hair." I asked her if I could take a picture of her in her beautician's uniform. She handed me her camera and struck a pretty pose while I snapped the photo.
She then handed me something else. I looked at them and realized that they were realistic breast forms to put into my bra. Tina took them back from me, unbuttoned my blouse a little and slipped the breast forms into my bra. After a few seconds of adjusting their fit, Tina was satisfied with the way my chest now looked. She proceeded to rebutton my blouse. I just stared at the mounds that now pushed against the front of my blouse. She then took a few pictures, prior to the start of my beauty treatment, of me fully dressed, making sure that my newly enhanced chest was shown as well. She also locked the front door, telling me that this would ensure that there were no unscheduled interruptions to our afternoon. As Tina led me to the shampoo area, I marveled at the feel and the movement of my new breasts. I had to get used to having this type of weight projecting from the front of my chest.
After putting a pink shampoo cape around me and taking a picture of me getting ready for my shampoo, Tina slipped on a pink cobbler's apron over her uniform before she started to wash my hair. She handed me the camera and I took a picture of her as a perfectly attired beautician. When she finished washing my hair, she sat me up and lightly dried it with a towel. The towel was then draped over my shoulders.
"I noticed the last time that you could use a more thorough conditioning of your hair. Today, I am going to use a hot oil treatment on your hair for that thorough conditioning," Tina told me. With that, she started to apply the conditioning oil. Next came a thin plastic cap similar to a shower cap. Then came the hot oil treatment cap, which Tina placed over the plastic cap. She then fastened the elastic strap to keep it in place. She plugged it in and soon I felt the heat radiating through my hair while I calmly sat reading a woman's magazine. Tina took a few pictures of me while the conditioner worked. After about ten minutes, she unplugged the heating cap, took off the plastic cap and then leaned me back over the shampoo bowl to rinse the residue of the oil conditioner out of my hair. I told her how nice the warmth of the heating cap felt. Again, she wrapped a towel around my hair and took me to her styling station.
While she set my hair, we talked about what I was wearing and what I felt while wearing women's clothing. I told her about my thoughts as I left her salon last week, about that I had come to the most appropriately named salon because I truly did feel like 'A New Woman' when I left. Tina got a chuckle out of that. She also asked how long I had kept my style in. When she found out that I didn't wash it out until Saturday, she asked if anybody noticed and commented on my hair. I told her that several of my female classmates had commented on how nice my hair looked and how I had secretly blushed inside over their compliments. After she was finished, she again put a hairnet over my rollers. "Sorry, Judy. All I have are pink ones. You will just have to get used to them." I laughed at Tina's comment as she smiled at me. More pictures were taken as I sat in Tina's styling chair, with my hair in rollers covered by a pink hairnet and my pink shampoo cape protecting my clothes. The reflection in the mirror was of a woman customer with her hair in rollers getting ready to sit under a dryer.
She left my shampoo cape on and led me to a dryer. Before she positioned the dryer hood over my rollers and turned it on, Tina asked if I would like to take off my nylons and my heels so that she could give me a pedicure before she did my manicure. I stepped out of my heels, reached under my skirt, undid my garters and slid my stockings down off of my hairless legs. She noticed that I had painted my toenails and commented on how pretty they looked. Tina rolled the manicure table up to me and did my toenails and then my fingernails while my hair dried. This time she used a deeper shade of pink. My hands and my feet looked lovely in that shade. When everything was dry, I refastened my stockings to my garter belt, put on Tina's heels and went with Tina back to her styling station. As I walked, I listened to my heels echoing off of the salon floor. I felt my stockings tautly tugging at my garters and the sanitary pad between my legs. It was a heavenly feeling.
Tina reclined her styling chair a little and had me lean back. She put a pink bouffant shower cap over my rollers for protection while she worked on my face. She then did my facial, including a deep-scrub cleansing mask that covered most of my face. The pictures she took would show a woman with her hair apparently in rollers covered by a pink shower cap, a shampoo cape protecting her clothes and her eyes peering through the blue color of the cleansing mask on her face. After removing the entire cleansing mask, Tina started to do my makeup. However, this time she carefully explained the technique and the sequence for applying makeup and the proper steps to use in applying it. She even had me apply blush to my cheeks and lipstick to my lips after she had explained how it was to be properly done. My hair was then unrolled and properly styled. When she had finished, she took more pictures of the end product. "Oh Judy, look at you. You look breathtaking. How do you feel?" I looked into Tina's face, smiled and told her I felt great. I was enjoying experiencing all of the delightful sensations of the clothes on my body, my hair and my makeup freshly done and of being within the hallowed halls of this very feminine environment of Tina's salon.
While removing my shampoo cape, Tina said she wanted to see how pretty my lingerie was. We went back to her office, where I removed my blouse and stepped carefully out of my skirt, making sure that I didn't get my heels tangled up with the fabric. Tina oohed and aahed over the beauty of my slip. When I removed the slip, she commented on how nice my bra, panties and garter belt looked. She then had me sit down, while she removed her pink uniform. Underneath she wore a full pink slip with lots of lace on the hem and across the bodice, a pink bra and very lacy pink panties. She looked so good standing there in her lingerie, that I had to control myself to keep from reaching out and running my hands all over her silky clad body. We took pictures of each other in our bras and panties, and then more pictures after we put our slips on.
Unfortunately, the time had flown by too quickly. I told Tina that I had to leave. We each put on our outerwear. I was about to remove the breast forms when Tina stopped me. "I got those especially for you. I wanted you to have a nice C cup visible under your clothes. Wear them in good health." I thanked her for her kindness. After paying my bill and including a nice tip, I made sure that Tina scheduled me for the following Tuesday. I wanted to have a standing beauty appointment each and every Tuesday. Tina also told me to continue to wear the heels as they made my legs look good. Finally, she handed me my copy of the pictures from the previous Tuesday for my scrapbook. Tina commented that she kept a scrapbook of pictures of her customers after their hair had been styled. She told me that she was starting a new section that included photos only of me. I thanked her for her special consideration. We then looked at last week's pictures and commented on my transformation process into Judy. I loved how the pictures captured my appearance. After a quick hug, I left, telling Tina that I would see her on the following Tuesday.
Over the next several weeks, this pattern in my appointments continued. I would wear either a dress or a blouse and skirt for my appointment. Tina would also be wearing a dress or a nice skirt and blouse. Occasionally, she would switch and wear her pink beautician's uniform and matching lingerie. After I entered her salon, Tina would lock the door behind me. She would do my hair, fingernails and makeup. Every other week, she would use a color rinse to lighten my hair. We would look at each other, clad only in our lingerie. We each would comment on how nice the other's lingerie looked. Pictures would be taken from the time I entered until we got dressed again. We would then look at the pictures from the previous session. I would show Tina all of my graded papers from the previous week so that I could continue to have my beauty appointment. Tina would ask if I had shown her all of my previous week's papers. When I assured her that I had, she would usually give me a gift of lingerie, whether it was a bra, panties, slip or nightgown, as an encouragement so that I continued my good schoolwork. All of her lingerie selections were exquisite. I would regularly wear her selections under my dress or blouse and skirt when I came in on Tuesdays.
During one of my visits in early October, while Tina was rolling my hair, she asked if I was interested in earning some money doing part time work. Naturally, my curiosity was aroused and I asked what would be involved. "Well, Judy, I would like you to work every evening after the shop is closed, for about two to three hours, cleaning, dusting and straightening up. This would also mean washing drying and folding all of the used towels. Would that appeal to you?" I told her that would be great. She asked if I could start right after we finished with my hair. Again, I agreed.
After we finished with my hair, Tina showed me what I would do. I quickly swept the shop, mopped the floor, straightened the front desk displays and washed dried, folded and put away the towels that had been used that day. Tina did her bookwork for the business while I cleaned.
On Tuesdays, we would have our fashion show to look at each other's pretty lingerie, after my hair appointment and after the cleaning of the salon was completed. During one such "show and tell," I told Tina how nice she always looked and how difficult it sometimes was to keep from running my hands all over her satiny clothed body. Tina looked at me and smiled and said, "You have my permission to fondle my body, especially when I am in my lingerie, any time that you have the urge. I was hoping that I could do the same with you. I have wanted to do that to you since the first time you came into the salon and you showed me the white satin lingerie that you were wearing." Our Tuesdays would evolve into a lingerie session with a lot of hugging and fondling of each other through the silkiness and softness of our underwear.
On those days where I cleaned when I didn't have my hair appointment, I usually wore jeans and an old sweatshirt. Underneath, of course, I wore the basic lingerie of bra, panties, garter belt and stockings. Tina insisted that I protect my hair while cleaning, so I took to wearing a scarf tied over my hair. I kidded with Tina about her bookwork, saying that after a few more classes; I would be willing to do that for her also. She told me that maybe that would come in time.
Toward the end of October, after a few weeks of this routine, I walked in one evening at closing to do the cleaning, etc. Tina asked if I would come back to her office; she had a surprise for me. When I got there, Tina asked if I would be willing to wear a maid's uniform while I cleaned. I readily agreed, thinking it would be a knee-length gray cotton uniform dress trimmed in white. Boy (Girl), was I ever wrong. She opened her closet and removed the most beautiful uniform I had ever seen. It was the prototypical black satin French maid's uniform with short skirt and little puffed sleeves. The entire uniform was trimmed with white lace. Additionally, there was a frilly white apron, a maid's cap to pin to my hair, a puffy white crinoline for under my skirt, black stockings, white garter belt, ruffled white satin panties, white satin bra and 4-inch black patent heels. "Would you mind wearing this," she asked? "I think you would look great in it. However, if you would rather not, I would understand." I was so overwhelmed with the beauty of MY new uniform. I looked at Tina and said, "I think this is so wonderful. I would be extremely happy to wear this beautiful maid's uniform while I worked. I have sometimes dreamed of being a French maid and wearing such a pretty uniform." Upon hearing me say that, Tina beamed with pleasure.
I then proceeded to quickly change into my new attire. I marveled at how well all of the items fit and how nice they felt. Tina, as always, was taking pictures throughout the entire changing process. As I walked in my new uniform and heels, I could feel the crinoline swaying around my hips and brushing against my nylon-covered legs. With the 4-inch heels, I could also feel that I was swaying my hips more than I had previously in my 3-inch heels. I did my tasks quickly and when I was done, I was reluctant to take off my uniform. "There's always tomorrow," Tina would remind me.
And so there was. Three weeks after my first uniform, Tina presented me with a new uniform. "This will help you keep them longer and have them in good condition," she said. By Christmas, I had a three different colored satin French maid's uniforms so that I would only have to wear them twice a week. My uniforms were in black, red and light blue. Additionally, I was now keeping them at my apartment and wearing them to and from the salon. We discussed other possible colors for future uniforms including royal blue, pink, deep green and white.
By the middle of December, I had a nice start on a savings account thanks to my earnings and had my final grades for the semester in hand. I showed Tina that I had managed all A's and one B (English). She was very happy for me. She asked if I was going home during the Christmas break. I told her that my parents did a lot of traveling throughout the year and would probably be doing more during the holidays and thus wouldn't be home. However, they were planning on sending me a nice check, above my usual monthly rent and food check, for next semester's tuition, books, clothes, etc. that would also include $500 as my Christmas present. I told her that I would be staying in town over the holidays and that I would still be able to work each evening, if she wanted me to. She told me it would be great if I could continue to do that.
A few days before Christmas, as I finished my regular cleaning while wearing my red (Christmas-y) maid's uniform, Tina asked if I wanted to come over to her place on Christmas Eve. I told her that I didn't want to impose; I realized that Christmas Eve and Christmas were times usually spent with the family. She then told me that her family usually didn't get together at Christmas and besides, they lived five states away. She typically spent those days alone. "It would be nice to be with someone then," she said. I told her that I would enjoy being with her.
On the 23rd, Tina reminded me about coming over to her place the next afternoon. The salon was closing early and she said that the cleaning could wait until after Christmas. She even suggested that maybe we could go to candle lighting church service together. "Don't worry about what you will wear. I have selected an outfit for you that will be your Christmas present," she said. I started to object, saying she had done more than enough for me already. She simply hushed me and told me to enjoy her kindness. She then went back to her office to get something. Tina returned in a few minutes carrying a fairly good-sized box, wrapped in silver paper with a pink ribbon. "Merry Christmas," she said as she handed me the box. I thanked her and asked if I should open it now or wait until Christmas. She said that it was okay for me to open it now.
While she took pictures, I carefully removed the ribbon and removed the lid. Inside the box was a lot of tissue paper. I joked that my Christmas present was just a lot of tissue. She smiled and said for me to keep looking in the box. First, I came to a bra, panties, full-length slip and garter belt, all in a dark green satin. Next, I found three pair of black nylon stockings. The surprises continued as I pulled out a dark green satin long-sleeve blouse with a straight neck and back buttons. When I pulled out the long red velvet skirt, I thought that my present was complete. Tina assured me there was still more. I found a pair of black 4-inch heels and a purse that matched my outfit. Inside the purse was my jewelry, including gold dangling Christmas clip-on earrings, a beautiful gold necklace and matching bracelet and a watch. I was awestruck. I gave Tina a big hug and thanked her from the bottom of my heart. She told me to enjoy wearing them tomorrow night. She gave me her address and directions on how to get there. "Would four be okay with you," she asked me? I said that would be fine. After another hug, I left, assuring her that I would be there tomorrow afternoon.
Christmas Eve found me taking a long, hot, scented bath. I made sure that I used hair remover on my legs and on my body so that I would be smooth all over. I then put on my new lingerie that Tina had given me. Exercising my usual degree of caution, I then put on my sanitary pad and belt. Carefully, I did my hair and my makeup. I put a compact, lipstick and blush in my purse as well as some tissues and my wallet. My blouse, skirt and heels were soon on my body. Moving in my new clothes sent chills up and down my spine. I finished my dressing by putting on my new jewelry and then spraying myself with perfume. Fortunately, the weather was very mild, so that I did not need an outer wrap or a coat.
I drove over to Tina's, arriving slightly before four. I parked in front of her house, walked up the walk and rang the doorbell. Tina answered quickly. She was wearing the exact opposite of my outfit. Her blouse was red satin and her long skirt was dark green velvet. She also had a white frilly apron on protecting her clothes. Tina immediately invited me in. We hugged and lightly kissed. She then lifted her velvet skirt and showed me her red lingerie, which matched mine in style if not in color. Dropping her skirt back in place, she said, "I was just getting a few things on the table so that we could eat."
Tina led me into an eat-in kitchen. The table was set with two place settings. The smell of dishes cooking wafted through the air. Tina had me sit; making sure that I properly smoothed my full skirt under me. She then set two plates of salad on the table and sat next to me. We ate our salad and talked. After we finished, she removed the salad plates and proceeded to prepare our dinner plates. She had fixed boneless chicken breasts in a white sauce, au gratin potatoes and green beans. Throughout dinner, we talked about my classmates and her customers. Tina talked about perms, colorings and sets, keeping me in a somewhat heightened state of excitement. At one point, she even suggested that maybe I would like to have my hair frosted and permed. I said that we would see about that later.
After dinner, I started to help Tina clean the table. She stopped me and handed me an apron that was an exact match to the one that she wore. I put it around my neck and had Tina tie it in a big bow in the back. Tina then handed me a pair of plastic gloves; similar to the ones that I had seen at the shop when she had done colorings and frostings. "You should always protect your hands when you are doing dishes," she said. "The detergent can make them very dry and rough." I thanked her, rolled up the sleeves of my blouse, put the plastic gloves on and washed the dishes while Tina wiped off the tabled and then did the dish drying.
We went into the living room and watched an old version of Dickens' "Christmas Carol" until it was time to leave for the church service. I was a little concerned about going out amongst a lot of people while dressed as a woman. When I went to and from Tina's salon, I did not encounter anyone. I would usually wear a long, lightweight all-weather coat over my maid's uniform. If I did encounter anyone, they did not seem to be interested in me. However, I still had my doubts, which I expressed to Tina. "You worry too much," she told me. "Even under close scrutiny, no one will see you as anything expect a young woman with nice features tastefully dressed in her Christmas finery." I accepted her statement without further question. Tina brought out her camera and we took turns taking pictures of each other in our Christmas apparel.
The church service that evening was long and crowded. Fortunately, we were early enough that we were able to get a seat on one of the back pews. After the service, we exchanged Christmas greetings with those that had been seated around us. Even though I felt like everyone was staring at me because they knew I was a guy in a dress, Tina assured me that no one was paying me any special attention. The pastor greeted us as we departed.
When we got to Tina's house, I was ready to say good night and return to my apartment. I was grateful that Tina had rescued me from a lonely Christmas Eve. I didn't realize that I had done the same for her. Just as I started to head for my car, Tina invited me in. "I appreciate your offer, " I said "But it is late and we should be getting some sleep." "Actually," Tina said, "I was hoping that you would spend the night here with me. I have some nice nightgowns and I am sure there would be one that you would like to wear. I also have enough room in my bed for both of us."
To say that I was overwhelmed by her offer would be an understatement. I stammered my thanks. This was something that I hadn't even thought about. We went inside and closed the door. Tina pressed against me and said, "Judy, I want you to hold me and kiss me." I did not refuse her request. We stood there inside her entry foyer, wrapped in each other's arms, kissing passionately. Tina rubbed her hands over my satin blouse and velvet skirt. I followed her lead and did likewise with her.
After a few minutes of this passion, Tina pulled away and said, "Let's go back and see if we can find you something suitable to wear for the rest of the evening." We went back the hall to her bedroom arm in arm. Her spacious room was done in a very feminine style, as one would expect. She went to the large closet and started looking through several negligees and nightgowns that she had hanging together. Tina pulled out a lilac satin gown and peignoir and a black satin set. "Do either of these appeal to you?" Both were quite lovely and were adorned with lots of lace. I selected the black and Tina said she would wear the lilac.
"Would you be more comfortable changing in front of me or would you like a little privacy," she asked? I said that I wouldn't mind changing in front of her, if that was okay. We proceeded to unbutton each other's blouse and unzip each other's skirt. Tina made sure that I properly hung each piece up so that it would be kept neat. We then removed our lingerie. While I had seen Tina in lingerie during some of our dress up and photo sessions at the salon, this was the first time that I had seen her naked. Her body was as impressive unclothed as it had been clothed. Tina asked if I would keep my panties on for the time being. Naturally, I agreed. I removed the black satin nightgown and peignoir from the padded hanger. I held my arms up and let the gown slide down my body. I then put on the matching robe and tied the satin ribbon at the neck. Tina had done the same with her lilac satin set.
We turned off the light, pulled down the spread on the queen-sized bed and got between the satin sheets. The sensations on my body of the negligee, the satin sheets and Tina, similarly attired next to me sent thrills throughout my body. Tina reached for me and I for her. Our lips found each other. Our bodies merged into one. Tina acted as the aggressor in bed and I took the passive role. Her hands caressed my body through my satin panties and negligee. After our third time, we were so exhausted that we were able to drop into a deep and blissful sleep.
We awoke on Christmas morning and just lay in each other's arms. Every so often, we would repeat our activity of the night before. Tina and I would caress each other's bodies through the softness of our nightgowns and peignoirs. While our hands were busy, our bodies were pressed together and our lips were locked on to each other. Even after all of our activity, I could still taste Tina's lipstick when we kissed.
It was about noon when we finally, reluctantly, got out of bed. I carefully hung my negligee on my padded hanger as Tina did likewise. Tina suggested that we shower together. I expressed my concern about getting my hair wet. After rummaging through her linen closet and under her vanity, Tina found a shower cap for me to wear. It was a white bouffant cap with different colored circles on it. She wore a pink bouffant shower cap. Naturally, we washed each other's bodies, including the private parts. I gently held Tina's firm breasts when I washed them. With all of this intimate touching, it wasn't long until we were engaged in another passionate embrace, oblivious to the water hitting our shower caps or our bodies.
When we finally ran out of hot water, we realized that it was time to get out of the shower, dry off and get dressed. Using big pink fluffy towels, we carefully dried each other. Tina then dusted my body with a large amount of scented bath powder; I then did likewise to her body. Tina suggested that we again wear our Christmas outfits from last night. After we were dressed, Tina helped me with my hair and makeup before proceeding to do her own. Tina again looked especially appealing in her red satin blouse and green velvet skirt. She complimented me on how nice I looked in my Christmas blouse and skirt.
We spent the rest of the day enjoying each other. Finally, about nine in the evening, we both reluctantly agreed that I should return to my apartment. After one last long passionate kiss, I said that I would see her at the salon tomorrow, about closing time.
I arrived at the salon right at closing time. I wore my light blue French maid's uniform and my apron. However, instead of a matching maid's cap, I continued using a soft scarf completely covering my hair and tied behind my head. I went to Tina's office and put on my 4-inch heels, which I kept stored there. I then did the routine tasks associated with my daily cleaning. After I finished, Tina and I were talking in her office. "On New Year's Eve, I want you in here around noon, so that you will be looking good at the party," Tina said.
"What party," I asked? "One of my customers, and a good friend is having a dressy New Year's party and she invited me and a guest. I hope you don't have any plans," Tina said. "All I was planning was to watch the teeming mob in Times Square on television," I said. "Although, how will your friend feel about you bringing a 'woman' guest to her party and then have two women kissing at midnight?"
"When Jennifer issued the invitation, I felt, before I accepted, that I should explain to her about the person that would be accompanying me and about his desires to dress as a woman," Tina said. "She has been such a good friend for all of my life that she listened patiently while I explained about you. When I was finished, all she said was 'If this makes you happy, then it is fine with me. I am glad that you have found someone who seems to have a soft and gentle side.' I was almost speechless at her degree of understanding."
Tina continued, "Bonnie will do your hair, makeup and nails. At the same time, Kathy will be giving me the same treatment. We will then go to my place and change into our gowns for the party. I have two beautiful dresses, one a sleeveless gold lame sheath with a straight neckline and the other a strapless silver lame sheath. You can wear either and I will wear the other." I commented that I didn't think I was quite ready as yet for a strapless gown. We agreed that I would wear the gold dress and she would wear the silver one. "I'll also have shoes and lingerie available for you. This will be such a fun evening." I agreed. I said that I would be looking forward to this New Year's Eve when I would be escorting a beautiful woman while dressed as a woman myself. Tina looked at me and said, "I will also be escorting a beautiful woman who also happens to have some special hidden talents under her gown."
I agreed that New Year's would be fun. This was the first time that I had something to look forward to in the New Year.
The few days between Christmas and New Year's Eve seemed to drag slowly by. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, New Year's Eve finally arrived. Tina asked that I wear the same outfit as I did the first time I came into her salon fully dressed. I wore a matching bra and panties in light blue satin along with a white garter belt and nude stockings. Caution was always a consideration; so, I carefully placed a sanitary pad between my legs. After putting on a full-length light blue satin slip with lace all over the bodice and the hem, I then put wore a long sleeve light blue satin blouse and a flared navy skirt. Tina's heels, from our first encounter completed my outfit. I made my way to Tina's salon for some end-of-the-year pampering.
All of the girls working in the shop knew me, but none knew the secret that Tina and I shared. Both Bonnie and Kathy had met me on many occasions, as they were leaving and I was coming to clean the salon. They may have had their suspicions about me but neither voiced them to Tina or to me. Bonnie greeted me warmly and escorted me back to the shampoo area. This was one first time that other customers were in the shop while I was getting my hair done. Tina was already in the reclined position at the shampoo bowl. A mauve shampoo cape covered her body. However, Kathy had not started her shampoo yet. Bonnie put a light blue shampoo cape on me to protect my outfit. She then leaned me back and began my shampoo. Kathy started on Tina at the same time. There was lively conversation among the four of us about what we were doing tonight and what we would be wearing as we were shampooed and conditioned.
Bonnie and Kathy worked at adjacent styling stations, so our conversation could continue while we were being set. We were seated next to each other while under the dryers. Our manicures were done off of the same table at the same time. Bonnie and Kathy even did our makeup at the same time and finished styling our hair, so that Tina and I were finished together. My makeup and nails would go well with m gold dress. Tina would look great in her silver dress. Tina commented how sensational I looked. Bonnie and Kathy both agreed. Naturally, I blushed at their kind words. I complimented Kathy on how nice she had made Tina look. Just before we arose from the styling chairs, Bonnie had us lean together for a whispered conversation.
"Judy, I have a question for you and I hope you won't be offended," Bonnie said. I think Tina knew what was going to be asked but she said nothing. I told Bonnie to ask her question and I would answer it as best I could. "Are you really a girl or are you a guy who likes to dress in women's clothing," she asked? For the second time in a short span, I blushed, this time from embarrassment and concern that my secret was discovered. "Yes," I told her. "I am a guy who enjoys feminine things. Tina has helped me feel feminine through doing my hair and helping me dress in soft and silky fashions. How did you know?"
Bonnie first leaned forward and hugged me, followed quickly by Kathy. "First, I am happy for you that you can experience and enjoy the feminine side of your personality," Bonnie said. "You look so natural. No one would ever guess you are anything other than the woman you seem to be. Second, we women that work in the salon talk about a lot of things, including sex, when we have some free time. Tina has never come out and indicated that she would ever enjoy sex with another woman. By that logic, Kathy and I finally figured out that you were something other than a woman, especially when we saw you exchange shy glances and slyly hold hands while we rolled your hair and then did your manicures. Third, once we had our suspicions, we waited for the ideal time to ask you for confirmation. New Year's Eve, just before you go out and party, seemed like the perfect time. Now you can begin the New Year knowing that you have two additional friends and supporters that share your secret and want to share your enjoyment with all things feminine."
I looked first at Bonnie and then at Kathy. They smiled at me and assured me that my secret was same with them. I stood and again exchanged hugs with them. Tina soon joined in. While we were standing there, Kathy asked, "Well Tina, have you and Judy behaved like normal boys and girls in your relationship?" At this question, it was now Tina's turn to blush as Kathy and Bonnie smiled at her. "Tina, your silence speaks volumes," said Kathy with a knowing smile. "Now, it's time for you two to go get ready to be the belles of the New Year's ball. I am sure you will both look stunning in your gowns."
I thanked them for their understanding and their kindness. They both said that they looked forward to seeing me again sometime in the salon. I paid Bonnie and included a nice tip. We hugged one last time and then Tina and I left to get ready for the evening.
When we got to her place, Tina insisted that I take my bath first while she got our clothes out. She handed me my shower cap and told me not to mess up my makeup. After my bath, I dried myself off, dusted myself with the bath powder and wrapped my towel around my body like I had seen Tina do before. While Tina bathed, I started to get dressed.
All of my lingerie was the same gold color as my gown. I put on my bra, garter belt, panties and sanitary pad. My stockings were slid up my legs and attached to my garters. A long gold satin slip gently slid down my body. About this time, Tina came in wearing nothing but her towel. Tina's lingerie was silver satin and matched her gown. I put my gown on and had Tina zip up the back. After I zipped Tina into her gown, I put on my 4-inch gold heels and all of my gold accessories, including necklace and dangling earrings. To complete my outfit, I wore elbow length white gloves. The final touch was a spraying of perfume.
Tina looked better than sensational in her strapless gown. Just enough of her breasts peeked over the top edge. Her shoes and her accessories matched her gown. Like me, she wore long white gloves. Before we left, we took several pictures of each other in our gowns. Just before we were to leave, Tina had me carefully sit down in front of her vanity. "I have another surprise for you," she said. With that, she went to her closet and removed something. "Close your eyes," she said. "I want you to be completely surprised when you see it." As I closed my eyes, I felt Tina placing something that felt like a big comb in my hair. After fussing with it for a few seconds, she had me open my eyes and look. I was wearing a gold tiara in my hair. Now I truly looked like the Belle of the Ball. "Just don't tell me that at midnight, everything changes just like it did for Cinderella," I joked. We lightly kissed and then it was time to leave for the party. I wore a gold shawl over my shoulders; Tina wore a silver one. We picked up our evening bags that matched our gowns and headed out.
Jennifer, our hostess, greeted us with hugs upon our arrival. She was wearing a long a-line gown of royal blue satin with sheer sleeves. She complimented each of us on our appearance. While hugging each of us in turn, she slid her hands down our gowns and gently caressed our bottoms. She also whispered to Tina about how good I looked and if Tina wasn't careful, one or two other women in attendance might try to make a play for me, not to mention most of the men.
A buffet dinner and an open bar were provided for the guests. As midnight approached, we all gathered together to exchange New Year's greetings. Precisely at twelve midnight, many of the couples embraced and kissed. Several women couples embraced as well as the husband and wife couples. Naturally, Tina and I shared in a long and passionate kiss to ring in the New Year.
The rest of the party was uneventful. Tina and I finally took our leave after thanking Jennifer profusely for having us. We told her that we had enjoyed ourselves. Just before we left, Jennifer again hugged us while enjoying a free feel. She looked at us and said, "Tina, I am so happy for you. Judy, you are a real doll. Now, you kids behave yourselves and don't do anything I wouldn't do." Tina smiled at Jennifer and told her that left us a lot of leeway.
We returned to Tina's house in he wee small hours of the morning. Once inside, we again locked in a passionate embrace and kiss. Her hands fondled my bottom through the silkiness of my gown while my hands did likewise with her. I even bent down and kissed the top of her breasts while my hands were gently cupping them. Getting to the bedroom took some time. However, once there, we quickly removed our gowns and lingerie, put on matching white satin negligees and got between the satin sheets to continue letting our passions run wild. After several orgasms on both of our parts, we finally fell asleep in each other's arms.
Just before I fell asleep, I had a chance to reflect on the good things of the past year. I had started college, found Tina's beauty salon, experienced my favorite fantasy of having my hair done in a beauty salon, encountered a woman who encouraged me to dress as a woman and had made love to her while we both wore negligees. Feeling the satin sheets and the softness of my satin negligee around me, I snuggled in next to my satin-clad Tina. I could only wonder what the new year had in store for me. Hopefully, the new year would be a happy continuation of the old. Well, only time will tell.
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