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This is intended as a series of stories linked through the staff at the Pussy Pouch hair salon. The salon exists, the people exist just the names and location have been changed and the sexual adventures invented!

Part 1 Martin sat with his hands around his coffee cup in one of the client chairs, slowly swinging it left and right. It was early Monday morning and the staff of his salon - The Pussy Pouch - would be arriving in the next few minutes through the staff entrance at the back. The blinds were still drawn at the front of the salon. As he sat there Martin was reflecting on how life and the business had got to this point for him.

It had now been six months since his divorce from his wife Gemma who had been the co-owner of the salon too. It had been Reba his salon manager and senior stylist who had alerted him to her affair. The surprise was not her affair, but how he found out. Reba and Gemma were besties, they had trained together and he had first met them together at an awards dinner to celebrate the end of their training. It was a wild night that the three of them would never forget, the two ladies competing all night for his attention. Back then, on this first night together was not sure which of the two was his favourite, but as time went on it was Gemma who came to the fore, but Reba had always been there in the shadows. So when a few years later he and Gemma, by then married, had decided to open The Pussy Pouch it was Reba they asked to become their first employee and she had stayed with them ever since. Over time they had enjoyed so many nights out together as a foursome with Reba and husband Greg. Martin had always thought the two women were so close.

So when it was Reba who had hinted to him about Gemma's affair it was even more of a surprise, A betrayal of her friend, she did not have to tell him but he guessed maybe she owed more loyalty to him than he thought. He was sure that she had always been loyal and faithful to Greg. Reba had certainly let the others in the salon know she did not share their loose morals when it came to cheating with men. Certainly now he could never doubt her loyalty to him as either a close friend or employee. She had certainly carried the business over the last few months since the divorce.

The divorce had not only distracted him from the business, but had made him much more introverted and reserved than before and without Reba there managing his staff and the salon it would have been a disaster.

But at least in the last few weeks things had improved. Reba had managed the loss of young trainee Poppy after the unexpected announcement that she was pregnant. Reba had told him it was just as much a surprise to Poppy as she was not sure which of the many young men she had had sex with was actually the father! The arrival of Sarah as her replacement had gone well especially as she seemed to hit it off instantly with Becca the other trainee. Reba as always with her finger on the pulse, had commented several times that if they put as much effort into work as they did in discussing sex efficiency in the salon would rocket up faster than the two of them could harden a cock. How he had relied on Reba and how much he owed her! Could he ever pay her back?

This morning was the next step forward with the arrival of Philippa de Cannes as a new Stylist. Martin had never met her as he had once again left it in Reba's hands to recruit an additional Stylist to cover the increasing number of customers. Indeed it would also allow him to step back from some of his current customers and get more involved in managing the salon, managing his "Pouch full of Pussy" that Gemma had always done before.

He felt he was now ready to take back some of the workload from Reba, All he knew was that Reba was impressed with Philippa who had experience with Toni & Guy in one of their most elite salons in Pimlico, an upmarket district in Central London. Reba had said she had proved to be by far the best stylist of those she reviewed, but had one concern. That was that Philippa might be too high class for both the rest of the team and the customers in a provincial town. It seemed she was originally from the area and moving back to the town after ten years working in London. He understood she had the posh London accent that went with her apparent stylish attire at the interview. How would

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Lyn writes Sat 16 Mar 2024 13:41:

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