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In the two days between my perm and Saturday I was only able to see
Jacque a couple of times. He was very busy at work. I did stop into his
shop to buy a douche and panty liners. My period had thankfully passed
but I wanted to be safe and clean. It was nice to see Jacque in his
natural habitat. I met his assistant, Christine, who gushed to me when
Jacque had wandered away to help another customer, that she thought
Jacque's nails were to die for.
"You have been a great influence on Jacque. Not just his nails, he seems
genuinely happy for the first time in all the years I have known him.
Keep up the good work, Wendy."
Jacque was still busy with his customer, so I walked quickly past him on
my way out and whispered in his ear:
"I am so looking forward to our slumber party tomorrow night. Plan to
spend the whole night with us girls and don't forget the pizzas. Hair
setting and make up sessions can make a girl very hungry. Come to
Claudette's around 8:30PM. And, Jacque, your nails are lovely."
He blushed.
I was thinking more and more about Saturday night.
Saturday was a lazy around the house day. I really did lounge in satin
and lace and eat bonbons and pour over Elle and Vogue and Allure. Beats
the hell out of Popular Mechanics.
Around 6PM I started to get myself together. Shucked everything off and
took a shower, covering my perm with my shower cap. After toweling off,
before dressing as much as I was going to do, I gave myself a douche. A
girl just feels so clean when everything is spotless. And it smells good
too. Though my period was past, (Claudette had established the schedule),
I felt that I wanted to be a fem as possible this evening. So I carefully
inserted a Super Absorbent Tampax tampon into my sissy vagina. I did the
insertion very slowly, enjoying the intrusion of what had come to be an
old friend to this old lady. With a sigh and a confident push, the tampon
left the applicator and situated itself snuggly in my sissy vagina. Again
I slowly withdrew the applicator and, maybe, wiggled it around to get a
comfy glow, as it came out with a pop. The string looked so cute.
Since we were going to do hair and makeup at Claudette's, I didn't have
to take a lot of time. Just lipstick for the walk across the courtyard. I
put on my white panties and my white panty girdle and white longline bra.
I was going for the virginal white effect. I topped the foundations off
with a white satin marabou feather outlined dressing gown and three inch
mules with a white pom-pom on each vamp. It was a nice night out, so I
did not even think about a coat. I quickly walked to Claudette's. If
anyone had been watching in the courtyard, I would have given them quite
a show.
As soon as I rang the bell, Claudette was there. And boy, was she there!
Being somewhat younger than I, she did not need the girdle or longline
bra. She presented herself in a pink push up demi bra, which made those
puppies stand right out there. A wisp of pink silk barely covered her
womanhood. Pink 4 inch pumps made even more statuesque and a pink silk
babydoll peignoir didn't do much to hide what she had.
Claudette gave me a huge kiss on the lips, after all we were not yet made
up fully. She led me into her boudoir and my mouth opened at the sight.
There were candles everywhere.
Not the short squat things but long tapers which were so romantic. The
electric lights were very dim except the special lights over the makeup
table and over the coiffure station, and to top it off, a spotlight shown
on the stainless steel salon dryer. Any fem girl would think she had gone
to heaven. I know I did. We were ready for an evening and a night of
extreme female fun. Claudette and I and Jacque(?).
Claudette wanted to start the fun right away. Jacque would be there in
about an hour. Those pizzas were sounding more and more tempting.
Claudette wanted me to set her hair first. OMG! How that demi bra made
washing her hair an adventure. Sitting in the styling chair she had a
beautiful smile on her face as she looked at herself and at me sectioning
and rolling her ash blonde locks as tightly as I could.
"You know, Wendy, I am so happy that we have found each other. The past
few years, men in my life have been, shall we say, boring. I am not a
lesbian, but I could never have imagined that I would be so happy with a
woman like you. When I think to that first day I saw you sitting on the
courtyard bench in your rather strange hair do, I knew than that we two
"girls" were going to be bosom buddies."
"Claudette, you are my feminine ideal. Thank you for taking me under your
lovely wing."
"Is the set tight enough for you, Claudette? We can get you under the
dryer and you should be dry by the time Jacque gets here. That way you be
setting my hair when he comes. I think he would very much like to she you
standing behind me as you roll my hair. Maybe as I am under the dryer,
munching on some pizza, you and he could find something to play at. I
would love to watch what you find to do with our newbie slumped party
mate."
As Claudette baked under the dryer, I checked that we had enough Bloody
Marys made and that all the cosmetics that we would need to do each other
up were right at hand. Especially I wanted to have a wide selection of
lipsticks. A girl can never have too many lipsticks. And two girls need a
lot. And who knows what our third slumber mate might need.
As the timer went off on Claudette's dryer time, the doorbell rang.
Jacque was here with the pizzas. Never stand between two starving women
and a couple pizzas. We ran straight for the door. We opened it and
Jacque took our attire in and stood there opened mouthed; I grabbed the
pizzas and Claudette grabbed Jacque in an embrace which I am sure
effected jacque quite nicely. That push up bra was doing a lot of pushing
and those rollers were still hot.
"Jacque, I just set Claudette's hair and she dried it under the dryer,
just so you know were we are on this fem night. Next she is going to set
me. You can help her if you like. It should be fun for you. Jacque, I did
mention that this party would probably last all night so I didn't know if
you brought something suitable to wear for the whole night. That button-
down shirt and those jeans will not do at a totally female slumber party.
I bought you a gift."
I handed Jacque a package wrapped in silver with baby blue ribbons.
Claudette eagerly watched as Jacque opened his present. His eyes grew
large as he opened the lid of the box and pushed away the baby blue
tissue which enclosed his gift. There he saw a set of silk baby blue
Jammies. The pants were 3/4 length and the blouse featured a princess
neckline with little cap sleeves.
Jacque was speechless.
"I know you are too happy with your present to thank me. You can thank me
by going into the boudoir and changing into the jammies. I know you are
purposed but I wanted you to feel like one of us during or slumber party.
The silk is so soft and sleek. Now go and put them on and grab a piece of
pizza and get back out here to help Claudette set my hair. Tonight you
are one of us and I can assure you that you will have a lot of fun. I
know we will."
Jacque went silently in the boudoir to change and Claudette started to
wash my hair. Again the push up bra was mightily distracting as I lay
down with my head in the shampoo basin. As Claudette finished the wash
(all too soon) she sat me up in the chair with a towel around by wet
locks and just then Jacque came through the door with his eyes cast down.
He was sooooo cute. Thankfully he had taken care of himself all through
his bachelorhood and his body was quite trim. The silk jammies fell just
perfectly over his frame. the princess neckline was precious as were the
darling little sleeves.
Jacque looked up at us and saw Claudette's bust thrust forward and my
hair wrapped girly style. At last a sheepish grin came to his face.
"They do feel very nice. Are you sure this is my color?"
"Hell no, you big sissy, but blue is for boys. And I thought, Jacque is a
boy, so he should have blue. Next time you can pick your own color of
lingerie. Or I mean PJ's. Sorry."
"What can I do to help you girls?
"Jacque just you being here helps us feel even more feminine. But if you
really want to be "one of the girls", Claudette can teach you to roll my
hair. Maybe she will even let you try a few curlers on me yourself."
"OK, I can do that. I am a fast learner."
True to his word, Jacque watched Claudette intently as she rolled my damp
hair into tight bound rolls. Claudette had Jacque hand her each roller
and pick. She explained each step and Jacque soaked it up. When it came
time for the last five or so rollers to complete my set, Claudette
stepped aside and Jacque patted me on the shoulder and deftly wound each
section of hair as tight as possible. He had a huge smile on his face as
he placed the hair net Claudette had handed him on my head.
"Madame, Please follow me to your dryer. You will be under for about 40
minutes. I will check you from time to time." Jacque sat me in the dryer
chair and lowered the dryer over my netted and rolled head. In a mirror
across the way i could see him adjust the timer and the heat settings
just like he had done such a thing all his life. I was proud of him.
Besides he looked so cute in baby blue.
As the heated air swirled about me, I watched as Claudette and Jacque had
their heads together in an intense conversation. Jacque would put his
hands up in a gesture of "No Way". Then Claudette would speak a little
more and push her push up bra a little closer to Jacque's silk clad
chest. The "no" gesture was weakening. Finally after a big smile from
Claudette and a small "yes" nod from Jacque, I saw Claudette lead Jacque
to the styling chair and seat him and lean him back for his shampoo. That
push up bra can do amazing things to a guy.
I knew that I was going to have a very enjoyable time under that dryer
watching Jacque endure Claudette's firm hands as they set his virgin male
hair for the very first time. Maybe he would end up sitting next to me
under the dryer. I think he would like that. I know I would.
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