AUTHOR'S NOTE: It's been a long while since I've published a story, so thank you for your patience! This is a direct follow-on to The Gift Part One, which saw Zoe being assigned to Miss Chloe as her new assistant. I hope you enjoy reading it, and please leave any rating and comment, I really appreciate the feedback!
Many thx to Pixiehoff for reviewing.
Kisses,
Chloe..........
Whatever Zoe was expecting, it wasn't this.
The taxi dropped her off in a quiet street with a small set of shops. There was a small supermarket, an artisanal bakery, tattoo parlour, Thai takeaway... and in the centre of them, Edwina's Salon. It looked so old-fashioned and homely, not the high-end salon she had expected Lioness Pictures' hairdressing consultant to be working in!
It was 9am, and Zoe rang the bell beside the door with a "closed" sign hanging off it. It took a moment or two but the door opened and a very striking woman stood there, smiling at her.
"You must be Zoe. Come on in, I'm Chloe," she smiled
Zoe smiled back and followed her in. They were in a long passageway, a set of stairs were off to one side, leading up to a landing and a doorway opened to the left, into the salon floor itself, which is where Chloe headed, turning her head to make sure Zoe followed her.
"Come and have a seat, Zoe dear," said Chloe. Zoe did as she was told and took a moment to examine her new boss. Chloe was wearing dark grey slacks and a white blouse which had more buttons than necessary and gold cufflinks. The top button was undone, showing off her throat and slender neck. Her hair was in a wavy bob, blonde but with dark roots. Her makeup was subtle, and her nails were well manicured, with a deep red polish. Her elegance and style reminded her of both Elaine and Mia, who had sent her on this new role.
"So, Zoe dear, what did Mia tell you about your new role?" Chloe enquired, a playful smile on her lips as she, in turn, assessed Zoe.
"Well...umm....I've been told that I'm to be your personal assistant, Miss Chloe. You are going to be working on the new production at Lioness and apparently, you will need support?"
Chloe smiled. "Something like that. You are right, there is going to be a big budget film coming out of Elaine's studio this year, and we - myself and the studio's inhouse stylists - will be sorting out all of the hairstyles needed. Which will mean booking in the various actresses who will need their hair done for their role. That will be done here, then once production is underway, we will be on location."
"Yes, Miss Chloe", said Zoe. She could already see how her organising skills were going to be put to use. Chloe reached into her pocket and handed Zoe a new smartphone, the sort that flips open.
"This is yours. All my calls will be routed to you. Make sure the calendar is always up to date and make me aware of any potential appointment clashes. I have already plumbed in my current appointments for the next 30 days." Zoe scanned the month and noted the number of days Chloe had clients booked.
"From now on, let's keep Wednesday and Thursday free for the consultations, got it?"
"Yes Miss Chloe."
Chloe flashed her that smile again, which made Zoe go a little weak at the knees. Chloe leant forward in her chair, and lowered her voice slightly, even though they were the only people in the salon.
"Now, dear, I want to address the elephant in the room"
Zoe gulped. She knew what she was referring to. Her contract, which she had signed quite eagerly, made it clear as to the extent of her duties as a "personal" assistant.
"I've never had an assistant, Zoe, personal or otherwise, so I imagine this is as new to me as it is to you. I expect that you have been chosen for this role because you enjoy the company of women, and you have a submissive personality. Am I wrong?"
"No, Miss Chloe."
"What I'm saying is, don't worry, concentrate on the assistant part and let's see how personal things develop, okay?"
Zoe smiled, feeling a weight had been lifted off her. She had been having disturbing dreams, of being forced between Chloe's thighs as soon as the front door had been closed or being taken here in the salon without a moment's notice. She realised that Chloe had been thrown into this situation as much as she had, although she had more control of things.
And yet, part of her did want to. She wanted to enjoy this woman, to provide her with exquisite pleasure, to hear her sigh and moan under her tongue and fingers, and to be roughly taken to sate her desires.
"Right!" said Chloe, "I think we're off to a great start. The girls will be coming in shortly and my first client is due at 10, so let's pop out for a smoke and you can tell me a bit about yourself. You do smoke, don't you Zoe?"
"Sometimes, Miss," Zoe said.
"Good girl." For some reason, Zoe blushed when she heard this, and followed Chloe outside.
Three days later and Zoe was in the thick of things. She spent her time either shadowing Chloe around the salon or on the phone, arranging appointments with various actresses and models. She met the other women working in the salon, Tracey and Edwina, who Insisted she call Eddie. They were very friendly and welcoming and actually glad she was there, so Chloe could concentrate more on her salon work.
"She was getting ever so stressed, she was," said Eddie over a cup of tea. "Her phone hardly stopped ringing. Even when she left it upstairs, we could hear it buzzing all the time!"
Zoe could sympathise as it was now her responsibility. She had already fielded calls from Miss Elaine's personal assistant, Mia, as well as the head of hair and makeup, costumes and the production designer, each wanting updates.
A courier had arrived shortly after Zoe had her first meeting with Miss Chloe and had signed over a large package, which contained the shooting script and headshots of the principal cast - twelve in all. Zoe instantly recognised Bethany Starr, the lead actress from Dark Desires, a film she had watched in private many, many times. The next morning, Miss Chloe had handed her the script to read through and add any notes on post-its. She noted that Miss Chloe had already made some copious notes in the borders of each page.
The film was to be called "The Gift". Set in the "Roaring Twenties", Bethany Starr was to play Florence Camberton, a wealthy young socialite who is entrusted with her cousin, Lulu, and to introduce her to London society. This she does, but also helps her develop her own sexual agency through a series of ribald encounters. As Zoe expected there was to be a "hair transformation" scene, as Florence takes Lulu to a barber to have her hair updated to suit the "Flapper" style of the time. There were also copious amounts of sex, of all persuasions, which was sure to delight the studio's fans and incense the right-wing media all at once. Zoe took note of all of Miss Chloe's notes and updated her spreadsheet, working out which actors needed the most changes and worked on scheduling them.
When she wasn't on the phone, or stuck on her laptop, Zoe spent time in the salon watching her new boss. She had quickly become enamoured by her. Miss Chloe was very attractive and had an authoritative air about her. Zoe had quickly appreciated that Miss Chloe wanted her to be prompt and responsive to whatever was asked of her.
All three of the women working in the salon were obviously enjoying their work, but Zoe noticed that Miss Chloe seemed to "really" enjoy it. She had noted how long her boss kept her clients at the shampoo basins, massaging their hair in a more sensuous manner than her colleagues, who preferred a more rigorous scrubbing technique which was over in about a minute. Miss Chloe spent five times as long at the basins with her clients, and Zoe could tell from their expressions that her clients were certainly enjoying it.
One week later and it was almost time for the first of the actresses to arrive for their consultations. Miss Chloe was busy with a full head of colour, using a brush to paint a young woman's hair with a thick red paste. She was working quickly and methodically and was completely focused on her client, just as Zoe was on her boss. She loved to watch her work. She was now using her hands, covered in loose plastic gloves, to massage the paste into the woman's hair. The client had her eyes closed and was enjoying the massage, just as much as Miss Chloe was in giving it. Eventually she stopped and wrapped the woman's head in clingfilm to stop her hair from dripping and told her she'd be back shortly.
"Zoe dear, can you come with me, please?" Chloe said, stepping out of the salon and upstairs to the landing. Zoe followed her up the stairs and stood in the kitchenette.
"Yes, Miss Chloe?", she asked pensively.
For a moment, Chloe looked a bit flustered, then closed her eyes for a second before turning to Zoe, and said, "I need you to make me cum, Zoe. I'm too horny to concentrate right now."
"Yes Miss Chloe" is all she said, dropping to her knees in front of her boss and unbuckling her jeans, pulling them to her knees along with her panties. She felt Chloe's hand on top of her head, drawing her closer. Zoe sighed at her first sight of her boss's mound, coated with a trimmed triangle of fur. She nuzzled her nose into it, feeling Chloe grip her hair and push her mouth to her labia. Zoe tasted her arousal, drawing her tongue along her lips and prodding between then, licking the soft pink flesh inside. She lapped at her, licking and probing, tasting her juices as they leaked.
"Mmm Mia told me about you Zoe. I've been waiting as long as I could to sample your skills" Chloe sighed. She stroked Zoe's hair, which made her whimper and redouble her efforts. Zoe felt her slender fingers running through it, using it to move her mouth where it was needed most. Zoe licked and pressed her tongue against her boss's clit, now stiff and protruding from its hood.
"Yess... good girl, Zoe...you're getting me close...close...." Chloe hissed, her hips pushing, rubbing Zoe into her wetness. Zoe held her thighs and felt the moment, the moment she'd been driving for, the moan, the stiffness, the shivering feeling that ran through from her boss's pussy to her mouth, and the taste of her cum. She stayed still, letting Miss Chloe ride her face, lean on her for support as she slowly came down. She used her tongue to scoop and clean her mistress, then knelt back, looking up at her.
When she got her breathing under control, Chloe pulled up her pants and jeans, bent and kissed Zoe on the lips, tasting herself there.
"Good girl, my personal assistant" she said, then walked out to take care of her client.
Zoe remained on her knees for a moment, trying to process what had just happened. Her daydream had become reality, she had sealed her relationship with her new mistress. Her face felt wet, and the musky aroma of Chloe was on her skin. She got up and went to the bathroom, washing her face, and smiled at herself in the mirror.
