For those of you tired of to many words and not enough pictures.;-)
I always enjoyed getting my hair cut by Bri. She has been cutting my hair
for awhile now and I have always kinda
had a thing for her since day one.
She is a cute little blonde who dresses to impress and she always smells
good. I love the way the salon has mirrors everywhere. I can look at her
without getting caught. I love it when she wears v-neck shirts. I can see
right down her shirt when she is shampooing a client. Her plump tits jiggle
around barely staying in her bra while she scrubs away. She always wears
skimpy bras that barely cover her tits...just once I'd like to see a
nipple pop out but somehow that never happens.
I am a 39 year old man, recently divorced and she is a 22 year old hottie.
I watched her fininsh up her client and then back to the routine of
sweeping up for the next client, which was me. Her short skirt showed off
her great legs as she bent down to sweep up the hair off the seat.
"O.K. Kev," she said with a smile, "I'm ready for
ya!"
If she only knew my cock was always ready for her.
She put the apron thing on me and snapped it around my neck. Then she
leaned the chair back and began shampooing. I put my hands on my throbbing
cock as we began our usual chat. She flirted and brushed her tit against me
a few times.
She whispered in my ear a few times during our conversation because she
didn't want anyone to hear her swear and a few times she made
perverted comments that weren't work appropriate. Everytime she
whispered in my ear I got goosebumps and my cock throbbed even more.
"All done handsome." she said taking the cloak off of me.
I thanked her and gave her an extra tip. I went to my car in the back of
the salon and my phone rang. It was my ex. We talked for about 20 minutes,
well I listened...my ex yelled and bitched me out for not telling her about
a bill and blah blah blah....
I told her I didn't want to fight with her and I would pay for my part
of the bill and she called me a dick and hung up on me. I was about to get
into my car when I heard Bri yell something to me.
"What?" I said turning around.
"I said, what the hell are you still doing here?" she said
smiling.
"I got a call from the ex." I said rolling my eyes.
"Oh, a booty call?" she said winking at me and giggling.
"Um...no." I said laughing it off.
"Wanna have a drink with me?" she asked like I was her best
friend.
"Well..." I thought about it for a second "sure, I'd
like that."
"Cool, follow me then." she said getting in her car.
i can predict the rest from personal experience "we went to a bar
where we we joined by her boyfriend. angry at the sight of him, when i was
able to get her alone i asked her what the fuck was going on. she told me
she didnt like me like that and just wanted to be friends."
My Slutty Beautician.
