Debbie couldn’t be happier to be a bridesmaid at her sister’s wedding. The room was full of women in their underwear giggling as each one took their turn to have their hair done and their makeup applied. The scent of flowers wafted through the room as each bouquet was delicately placed next to each bridesmaid’s dress.
“Who is next?” the beautician called out.
Debbie sat down in front of the beautician. “Hi I will be doing your make up today.” Debbie smiled, the beautician’s strong Russian accent almost commanding in its tone that in fact she was doing Debbie’s makeup and there would be no compromising the situation.
Debbie sat in the makeup chair her eyes looking downwards her thoughts on how wonderful it was for her sister to be getting married, her thoughts interrupted by the Russian voice, “Now look up, lets see those pretty eyes of yours,” the Beautician commanded, Debbie looked up, “Now that’s better I can see those lovely eyes of yours,” the beautician said as she applied some eye liner.
Debbie made eye contact with the Beautician, “Hi I am Nadia,” she said, Debbie introduced herself, “Oh your are the Brides sister I must take special care of you,” Nadia replied. For the first time Debbie had taken notice of the young Russian, she was tall of slim build with long straight brunette hair which shimmered against her white beauticians jacket, her large breasts constrained tight against her clothing, Debbie could not help starring into Nadia’s deep dark brown eyes, she felt she was a washed in them, Nadia smiled.
“Almost done,” Nadia announced, her voice making Debbie jump as she managed to break her stare from Nadia’s. “Just one final touch, lets make that cleavage of yours a little more accentuated, their will be lots of unattached men out there I am sure,” Nadia commented. Nadia grabbed a large round shaped soft bristled brush from her make up bag and plunged it into a large red jar, she then dusted the brush between Debbie’s breasts. Debbie’s nipples hardened instantly and she found it hard to hide her embarrassment, hoping that Nadia hadn’t noticed her body’s reaction to her touch.
“All done,” Nadia said. Nadia stood up and moved back slightly looking Debbie up and down, “You look very beautiful,” Nadia announced and handed Debbie a business card. “Any time you need your make up done, my rates are very competitive just give me a call,” she said, and with that gently kissed Debbie on her cheek and dismissed Debbie by calling out who’s next?
A few months passed and Debbie was cleaning out one of her handbags when she came across Nadia’s card, an uncomfortable feeling came over her a she remembered how her nipples reacted from the touch of Nadia’s brush. Debbie placed the Russians business card on a side table. Debbie answered the phone her Father had rung her to remind her of her great aunts ninety fifth birthday the following weekend, it was to be a formal occasion held at a five star hotel.
Debbie picked up Nadia’s card and paced up and down the hallway pausing with every turn next to the telephone; she finally picked it up and rang the number. “Hello,” Debbie was surprised that Nadia had answered her call she expected an answering service. “Hello my name is Debbie Hamilton, you did the makeup,” before Debbie could finish, Nadia interrupted, “Yes, yes the Brides sister I remember you, how can I help?” Nadia inquired. Debbie explained her situation and Nadia agreed to meet her at Debbie’s apartment Saturday afternoon to do her makeup.
The door bell rang and Debbie answered the door, it was Nadia, “I hope you don’t mind? I am going out myself tonight,” Nadia apologising for her clothes. “No its fine,” Debbie replied. Nadia was wearing a black low cut top exposing the top of her firm large breasts, and a burgundy coloured mini skirt and high black stilettos, Debbie couldn’t help notice Nadia’s beauty, she found herself admiring her long legs and how Nadia’s mini skirt sat against her firm buttocks.
“Shall we start,” Nadia asked, with that Debbie sat down on the chair she had moved in front of her full length mirror. Nadia placed her make up bag down on the floor in front of Debbie and opened it, “I think we will start with the hair,” Nadia moved behind Debbie and slowly brushed Debbie’s shoulder length blonde hair. Debbie closed her eyes enjoying the sensation of her hair being brushed, no sooner had Debbie relaxed Nadia announced it was time to do her makeup.