Having cum twice on the ride home, and still stimulated by dressing slutty then putting on a show, Tina wasn't ready for bed when she arrived home. Following Dan's instructions, she decided to play.
The nipple shields she'd put on were becoming more uncomfortable than pleasurable, so she changed to the same style of smooth interior ring but the size up. True to what the salesman had said, they caused a moment of pain when the ones she'd been wearing were slipped off. The new ones were comfortable enough for the time being however. She slipped out of the skimpy shorts and the g-string she'd been wearing, then sprawled across her bed. In another first for her, she pulled up a free porn site and began scrolling through the videos. She had no idea what she would like however, so it took a while to find anything.
She found she was most excited by the amateur videos, so clicked that tag from the list at the top of the page. That didn't narrow the results by much-it seemed that common, every-day people were living out the things seen in porn pretty regularly. A little more scrolling, and she found that the videos that turned her on the most were those engaging in risky situations: public flashing, sex in public-and surprising to her, sex with complete strangers.
Tina knew the risks of all that far better than the average person on the street; she'd dealt with her share of venereal infections in her time as an ER nurse, and was very well aware of the potential scandal if she were to be caught and reported to her school's administration. But...it was incredibly erotic.
Several hours later, having worn out the batteries both in the finger vibe and the thruster, and having been forced to take even the looser nipple shields off, Tina fell asleep. When she awoke, it was midmorning on Sunday. As she checked her bedside clock, she noted that if she didn't hurry, she'd be late for her personal grooming appointment. She hurriedly washed between her legs, threw on a thong from the bags of new clothing still laying at the foot of her bed, then a denim mini skirt. Another glance at the clock showed she was going to be cutting the appointment close, so she just grabbed at random a top from the bags and pulled it on as she hurried downstairs. She grabbed her keys and purse from the counter, then the sandals from the day before as she rushed out the door.
Traffic was light enough that she wasn't going to be late, but heavy enough that she quickly became aware of her attire. The skirt was short enough that she could feel most of her derriere against the seat. The top was far tighter than she was used to, a pale blue, exposing her midriff but also dipping quite a bit into her cleavage-what there was of it at least. Her thoughts drifted back to the conversation with Dan over lunch the day previously, and how they'd talked about what having bigger boobs would do to her confidence. She gave in to the fantasy in her mind, and imagined herself with a larger bust and getting more attention from men.
Arriving at the salon, she couldn't overcome the habit of working to keep her legs as closed as possible as she got out of her car. The salon was the one the wedding party had used only a week before, and the receptionist recognized her as evidenced by the large smile on her face.
"Good morning! Ms. O'Brien?" At Tina's nod, the young lady continued. "You're here for a Brazilian wax?" Again Tina nodded, this time more hesitantly. The receptionist-her nametag read "Jade"-continued warmly and reassuringly to Tina, "Jen is the aesthetician you'll be seeing. If you'll have a seat, I'll let her know you're here. Would you like a coffee while you wait?" Tina realized that she'd not only skipped breakfast, but also her essential morning coffee, and she gratefully answered in the affirmative. Jade paused, then asked what she would like as she moved over to the full coffee bar. Tina decided on a cappuccino, and Jade started it to brewing before leaving to announce her. Returning after a brief absence, she had to wait for the drink to finish brewing before starting on the steamed milk. As she worked, Tina had nothing to do but wait, and spent the time critiquing the other woman's appearance, comparing it to her own.
Jade's attire was classy, as befitted the salon, with a hint of teasing. Her hair was almost waist length and dark, her makeup smoky and sultry, her jewelry long and dangling, her tank top black and form fitting with generous cleavage. Her skirt was loose and mid-thigh, and her shoes strappy with a medium but dainty heel. The woman herself was probably late twenties, and Tina suspected Pacific Islander ancestry. Jade wasn't fat by any means, but very generously built-standing significantly over Tina's own diminutive stature, and her bust dwarfing that of Tina.
After completing Tina's cappuccino and providing it to her, Jade returned to her desk. Having nothing else to do since she'd rushed out of the house without her phone, Tina noticed that Jade frequently glanced at her, trying to be surreptitious. After what seemed to be an interminable amount of time, Jade came back over to her.
"Can I ask something?" The younger woman asked. At Tina's nod, Jade asked, "Are you changing some things to impress someone?" Again Tina nodded. Jade smiled warmly at her. "If I can make the recommendation, one of our stylists has time after your time with Jen. If you want, I can put you in with her for an update for your hair. She's one of the best, it'll earn you a discount on the overall total, and I'll throw in another discount. You're giving off the vibe that you really need to land whatever you're trying." Tina blushed slightly at the sympathetic attention and accepted just as another woman walked to the waiting area.
"Ms. O'Brien?" Tina stood to greet the new arrival, who held out her hand. "I'm Jen. I understand you're here for a Brazilian?" After Tina replied in the affirmative and shook Jen's hand, the other woman kept Tina's hand in her own as she led her back into the salon itself. "Have you ever had one of them before?" Jen rattled on as they wound around the outside of the styling area to another room. Tina actually had, but it had been while she was still in college. She'd been keeping herself trimmed, but since it was still early spring hadn't yet been preparing for swimsuit season. "Great, so you know what to expect," Jen answered as she opened the door to her room. "I'll let you disrobe, then I'll be back in a couple of minutes."
After Jen had closed the door, Tina slipped out of her skirt and panties, then wrapped the paper gown laid out on the table. Jen returned moments later and directed Tina to lay down, then opened the gown to begin applying the wax to Tina's nether regions. They made small talk as Jen applied the linen strips, then Tina was warned to brace herself. After the front was completed and Tina's crotch was almost on fire from the hair being ripped out, Jen directed her onto all fours so that Jen could do her crack. Once completed, Jen applied some aloe cream to the freshly smoothed area, then left to allow Tina to get dressed. Once she was and had waited a couple of moments, Jen came back in and led Tina (again by the hand) to one of the stylists' booths and seated her in the chair.
Another woman had been waiting, and draped Tina as soon as she was seated. "Hello, I'm Laura. Jade had said that you're looking to impress someone, do you have something in mind?" Tina was forced to admit that she hadn't, and Laura smiled warmly. "That's fine, what about instead of cutting, we actually just trim it a bit to keep it healthy, but allow it to grow out a bit? In the meantime, we can do some extensions, maybe a little color-probably some lowlights?" Laura left Tina for a moment and returned with a styling magazine, leafing through it to find the style she was thinking about. At Tina's affirmation, Laura went to work. An hour later, she was done and remarked, "We should have done some before shots. You'd still be a great model for our website, would you mind? We'll throw in a discount for the services as an incentive."
Truth to tell, Tina was really impressed. She'd never had much luck with doing anything with her hair, but Laura seemingly had worked magic on it. Instead of a mousy brown that wanted to frizz at the least hint of humidity, Laura had lengthened it and replaced the drab color with a more attractive reddish. She felt sheepish but honored about accepting. Laura smiled warmly, then took her back to Jen for some makeup. Afterwards, they went to another room that was completely overwhelming to Tina. A man was there, tall, bald, and effusive in his praise of Laura and Jen. He turned Tina this way and that, several times walking all the way around her as he directed her to the center of the room. Several cameras were set up at different points in the room, each facing a brightly lit backdrop.
"I think this will work best if you just stand in one spot-don't turn your body to face me, just your torso," he directed her. He bantered with her as he adjusted the cameras for height, and Tina didn't realize that he'd begun to photograph her. She thought he was just adjusting things until he asked her to follow him. Once behind one of the backdrops, he scrolled through the images on a computer that was stashed there. He rapidly selected several, putting them into a file, then enlarged those in the file so that Tina could scroll through them herself.
