Getting a little "Trim"

Shade

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OOC: Just a quick note. Looking for two ladies to join in on this one. If it goes on past the initial setting we can wing it from there.



Well, two months have gone by again and my hair is getting out of hand again. I've been growing this ponytail for almost ten years now but keep the rest of my hair trimmed to look professional.
I set up an appointment for as late as possible with my local hair stylist's, explaining I had to make it for after work. Angela, the shop owner said it was no problem, she knew me as a regular now. She closes at 7 p.m. usually but would make an exception for me.
Arriving at 7:15 she has already pulled the roll down gates on the storefront so I go around to the delivery entrance as she instructed me to. Ringing the bell I hear someone call "Who is it?"
"It's Steve Peterson, I made an appointment with Angela for a little trim."
The door opens and I am greeted by a young blonde girl. About 5'2" with maybe a few more curves than a girl her age usually has, in all the right places.
"I'm Susie, my Mom is letting me work for her while I'm home from college" she introduces herself as she leads me into the shop. "She just finished locking up and told me to listen for your arrival."
Watching her round little butt sway as we go she calls out "Mom, Mr. Peterson is here." Angela is on the phone at her desk up front, her hand on her hip as she holds the phone to one ear. "O.K. Susie, I'll be right with you as soon as I'm done switching the phones over to the answering service, why don't you get started washing his hair." she calls out.
"Hey Angie, Susie here tells me she's your daughter and she's in college" I call to her. "How can such a young woman have a child in college already!"
She smiles and winks at me, responding as usual to my casual flirtations. I usually end up with one of her employees working on my hair. Often I have fantasized watching her move about in her short skirts and low cut blouses that I would have her leaning over me and moving around me while I got my cut. Today I guess I finally get to have her up close and intimate.
Susie guides me to my chair and leans it back. Her cut-off shirt rises as she ties an apron around my neck and I catch just a glimpse of the bottom of a white lacy bra before she pulls away. "The apple doesn't fall far from the tree" I think to myself as I notice how full her breasts really are.
As she turns on the water my eyes are drawn to her exposed belly and start to wander upward as she adjusts the temperature. Feeling an uncontrollable twitch in my jeans, I'm glad for the apron and try to relax as Susie begins to stokes my hair in the water.
 
I can understand Steve's surprise that I have a daughter like Susie. Steve has been a regular customer for over a year now, and he's never seen Suzie before. And who would believe that, Susie is as blonde and caucasian, as I am dark haired and asian. But she truly is like a daughter to me.

Actually Susie is my late husband's daughter. She lost her mother at birth, and she was only 2 when her father and I married. Since her parents had no close relatives,and all her grandparents were also gone, I was the only person left to take care of her, when her father died 5 years later. It had been the two of us ever since, and I love her. We've always been very close, as close as mother and daughter, as close as two very good friends who share everything with each other.


I finish locking up and come over. Susie is just finishing rinsing Steve's hair, and I hand her a towel to dry it. I lead him over to the cutting chair, and motion for him to sit down. Deftly I drape a sheet around his neck, and pin it in the back. Then I sit down on the chair next to him, scissors in hand.

"Well, Steve, what have you been up to this summer?," I ask. "Oh, I just came back from a trip, but it was a total flop. We went fishing but didn't catch anything meaningful." I laugh, and say while cutting his hair: "You mean didn't catch any fish or any girl?" He smiles: "You, tease! Tell me, how come you've got such a georgeous blonde haired, blue eyed daughter? You're not telling me you dyed her hair?", he teases back. "No, she's genuine, and she's my late husband's daughter," I reply earnestly.

As I deftly cut and comb his hair, we chatter away. I like this man. He is good looking, has a neat moustache and a goatee. His long hair is always kept neat in a pony tail, and you can see that he takes good care of it, shampoos it regularly, I can always tell.

I started by standing to his side, a little to the back. But now I have to cut the front part of his hair, and I move a little to the front. I reach over to cut his hair, but he's a big man, and my breast brushes against his arm. I stand up from my chair, and notice that he's smiling. "You liked that, didn't you?" I tease. "Oh yes, very nice" he replies, "please do that again." "I should charge you for that," I continue. "I'll pay for the whole package," he says. "Mom," Susie pipes up, "is the gentleman causing you problems?" "No, sweetie," I say, "we're used to this harmless flirting. Don't you worry!"
 
"you know me better then that, Mommy...

I don't worry. I just get jealous!" *she smiles* "you'd best not leave me out this time... You left me at college on that last business trip!"
 
Angie engages me in some idle chit chat and the usual flirting. Sitting close to me and working on my hair, her perfume works its magic on my male senses. Her daughter goes about the bussiness of cleaning up the rest of the shop, giving me many fine views of her ass and perky breasts as she bends and stretches.
Moving in front of me to work on the front of my head Angie's breast rubs against my arm. "Was that her nipple I felt drag it's way across my bicep?" I wonder. She stands in front of me and leans over to cut the front. "I should charge you extra for that" she remarks with a wink.
"It would be worth any price" I reply looking into her eyes. My eyes are drawn to her chest directly in front of me as Susie asks if she needs help. "Oh, I think your Mom's doing just fine" I answer with a smile thinking ways she might help Angie.
She smiles and looks at me kind of questioningly before going back to her tasks. Slowly I begin to spread my legs as Angie leans in closer. I know she must have noticed because she moves up to the chair between my legs but she purposely doesn't make eye contact with me. I shamelessly leer at her tits and pointy nipples as the wiggle with the motion of her cuts. She knows I'm watching her, she cannot completely hide the devilish smile she sports.
"Trying to get yourself a BIG tip today?" I ask her as I adjust myself, sliding forward just alittle to aleaviate some of the pressure in my jeans. With my crotch at the edge of the seat, I wait to see how far she's willing to take our flirting today.
 
Sweeping customer's hair from the floor as my mother cuts Steve's hair, I can't help but notice the heavy flirting going on between them. Mother has always been the flirtatious type, and it rubbed off on me, but never this much. I can't help but gasp softly as I see my mother's firm breast rub purposely against the man's arm, and when she gets between his legs, his hard on clearly visible through his pants, and seeing him leer at my mother, I drop the broom, and it clambers loudly to the floor.
 
I notice how Steve squirms in his chair, his bulge very prominent in his jeans. Although we've been flirting harmlessly everytime he comes in for a haircut, the sexual attraction between us has been unmistakable. It's just that there had always been too many people around, and Steve has never made a move on me, eg by asking me for a date.

But it's not courtship I want from him. I know he's married, and he knows I'm not. So I guess, if I want to get some action out of this, it's up to me to make a move. But then, there's Susie, my sweet blue eyed baby. Oh, I know she's not innocent, she's had her share of boyfriends,even when she was still at home. And she told me yesterday, that she's just had her first threesome experiences, once with 2 men, and another time with another girl and a man.

As I said, we're very close, and Susie tells me everything about what's happening in her life. Yes, my girl is very sensual and sexual, even more than me. And I'm not a tame widow myself, and have had my share of boyfriends and lovers. I just never found anyone I cared enough about to get married again. But my physical needs have to be taken care of, as she knows very well herself. We're both very careful who we sleep with, something I taught her well.

I keep teasing Steve by bumping into him and sometimes dragging my tits over his arm, and enjoy the way he keeps fidgeting. At one time I drop the comb I'm holding, and in an effort to catch it, I grab at his bulge. He almost jumps, and I laugh. "Playful today, are we?", he says.

Susie is watching everything that's going on. She's finished cleaning up and is sitting in a chair not far from us. I recognise the adoring look in her eyes. Yes, my little girl is taken with this handsome man, she's always had a weak spot for older men. I hope she's not jealous.

We have nothing planned for tonight, just a quiet evening together at our home above the shop. But actually, I desparately need to get some male action, it's been too long since my last encounter, and Susie's stories of her activities in college has served to pour oil on the fire. But if I ask Steve to stay, what about Susie?





[Edited by asian cunny on 08-10-2000 at 07:10 PM]
 
I wanted so bad to go and flrt like my mother was doing, but I didn't want intrude. old or not, the guy was HOT! And there was something about older men... they were just better at it all. They recognized the importance of foreplay. I wanted with all my heart... and my now~dripping pussy, too... to go and fuck that man silly, but what would Mommy do?
 
She keeps on cuttin and teasing, obviously having as much fun as I, her prominent nipples begging for attention. To make matters worse her sexy little girl is sitting close watching her mother and I flirt. Her eyes keep drifting to my crotch, not hiding her stares from me as I watch her chest rise and fall.
As I'm watching her Angie is between my legs again and I subconsciously let my hand lightly rub the outside of her thigh.
 
OOC: Sorry guys I didn't catch that Shila had already taken that part... oh well would have been fun
 
Electricity is in the air, it's crackling all around us. I see Steve is mightily aroused, not just by me, if I judge the lustful looks he sneaks towards my daughter. She may be young, but she is clearly available, and makes no secret of it. The way she sits while looking at us, opening and closing her legs, as if she feels an itch between them. I guarantee, she must be very wet by now, just as I am.

I realize that it's up to me to make the first move, and I ask: "Steve, what are you doing tonight? Suzie and I were going to have a nice dinner at home, then watch a video we rented. Care to join us?" Knowing he's married, I expected a firm refusal, but to my surprise he says: "Oh, that would be wonderful! I was just thinking where I should have dinner, as my wife and kids left for the weekend to spend at her parents farm." "Great," I say, and to Susie: "Darling, would you please go upstairs and start heating the casserole we made this morning, and toss the salad?" Delighted, she jumps up: "OK, Mom, and I'll set the table and light some candles, too!" With that she runs out of the room, her tits jiggling excitedly.

"You've sure got a delightful daughter," Steve says. "Yes, and she's really wonderful. Has scores of friends, is active in campus organizations, and gets good grades. What else can I ask," I tell him proudly. "Well, you'd better keep an eye on her," he goes on, "with a face like that and a body to match, she'll have many admirers." "Oh, I'm not worried at all, Susie knows all about the birds and the bees; about condoms and disease. She's on the pill and very selective in choosing sex partners. You know how wild kids in college can get. And she tells me everything, who she's been with, what they did. I'm not worried at all. I'm really glad she's having a good time and a rewarding active sexual life."

I sense that Steve was a bit taken aback by my straight forward reply. So I put my hand on his shoulder and say: "Steve, I'm a lonely woman and I really like you and I hope you will do something about it tonight. But if you take me on, you'll have to take us both. Susie couldn't take her eyes off you, and I know she likes older men. She's already fucked many of her professors in college!" I bend down and graze his cheek with my lips. "Your body language says you're interested, but knowing you're married and all, I leave the decision up to you."

Steve grabs my face and pulls me down to him, kises me on my lips and says: "Angie, ever since I came here over a year ago, I've been fantasizing about you. Having an Asian lover has been my wildest dream. I would be crazy to pass this opportunity up! As for your daughter, I'm very much taken with her, I've never had a lover that young, not since I was that age anyway, but if you insist, who am I to refuse? As for my wife, she knows I'm a highly sexual man that she just can't keep up with. I have her blessing to fuck any female I want." Then he kisses me again, and this time he thrusts his tongue into my mouth, and we kiss deeply.

Then I push him away, laughing: "Ok, lover, let's get you finished now. I'll rinse your hair one more time to get all the little cut hairs out, then I'll blow your hair dry." And I proceed to do just that. Soon we're all finished and together we go up the stairs, his arm around my shoulder, his long hair flowing on his back......
 
As I put the casserole in the oven and get out the nicer dishes, I fantasize about just how good it would feel to get fucked by that man... As I hear the two of them coming up the stairs I quickly get the bottle of wine I've been hiding in my room and set it out on the table, along with candles and our best crystal wineglasses. I may be horny, but I do like a nice, romantic dinner sometimes... Espescially when I can get screwed afterwards!!


ooc: sokay, seduction.

[Edited by Shila on 08-11-2000 at 10:05 AM]
 
This had to be a dream. Not only does Angie want me but she says I'll have to do her daughter as well if I want her. What choice do I have? Proceeding up the stairs to thier loft I feel more at ease and let my hand cup her ass as we walk.
Arriving in the kitchen Susie has the table set and wine ready. Giving her a playful squeeze I remove my hand from Angie's firm ass and suggest "Why don't you get more comfortable while Susie and I get to know each other."
I give Angie a devilish grin as Susie walks over and puts her arm around my waist. I give her shoulder a hug, causing her already generous cleavage to expand, along with my cock.
 
She grins and extriates herself from his grasp. She quickly pulls off her sandals and jeans and shirt, revealing a set of white lacy underwear that shows more than it hides. "I got a dare from a friend that the next time I had company for dinner, I was supposed to eat in my underwear. She'll never believe it, but hey? Why not?" A very mischevious grin spreads across her face.

"So what kind of getting~to~know~me~better did you mean?" She looks pointedly down at the large bulge in his pants and says, "Wait! I think I know...But you'd better tell me anyway."
 
Standing in disbelief at this gorgeous little vixen I couldn't believe her boldness. Here she was with a man she has known for less than an hour. Her mother leaves the room for 5 seconds and she's standing in front of me in her bra and panties staring hungrily at my crotch.
Pulling out a chair and puposely sitting facing her I play along with her. "Oh I don't know where to begin. How about you sit on my lap and we talk about the first thing that cums up" I answer her with a wink and a playful smile.
"Your Mother tells me you're very active at school. What are some of your favorites?" I ask her she approaches. She looks into my eyes then down to my crotch. I spread my knees giving her the choice to sit on my lap or approach me closer.
 
She smiles slightly, an oddly predatory look. "I'm always like to experience new...sensations." *she sits herself on his lap, her legs dangling bewteen his* "I may be a sophomore at the college, but I am the leader of our sorority...Our sorority is called the Sensates. Because we absolutely _love_ to experience new things..."
 
She sits on my leg, hers swinging between mine. I trace the top of her bra with my fingertip as she tells me about her sorority. "So what new experience would you like to achieve tonight?" I ask, letting my finger glide over her hardening nipples.
I let my finger slip under the material of her bra and run the back of my finger over her erect nub. "Would you earn bonus points on your dare if you ate topless?" I whisper as I slide the strap from her shoulder. Watching the other strap fall as well her bra drops a little under the wieght of her well developed chest, her erect nipples the only thing keeping it from falling.
 
"I'm not sure... do you have any ides as to what kind of sensation would be the most extraordinary? Do you have any special techniques that you might like to show me?" I ask as he fondles my nipple. A shiver runs through my body at his touch and his words, and I say, "It would definitelybe a new sensation..." I reach back and undo my bra clasp, and let if fall forward. My perfect breasts are at his mercy...
 
She undoes her bra and lets it fall to the floor, exposing her firm, young breasts to me. I immediately cup one and bring the nipple to my lips, marveling at their hardness. A soft moan escapes her lips as I suck and lick her hard nipple while I use my other hand to massage her other breast.
Her hand rests on my lap as she wiggles on me. Slowly it inches it's way towards my aching erection. "Your Mom says your quite the adventurous girl. You've already had threesomes with both sexes." Releasing one of her tits, I let my hand land on her soft inner thigh and gently begin to stroke it closer the her wet little slit.
"What new experience could I have the pleasure of helping you have?" I ask letting my finger brush her wet panties.
 
"I've never been fucked till I passed out..." I moan as she sucks on my nipple "You're... you're good at that..."

As his hand gets closer and closer to my dripping pussy, my own hands undo his pants and free his big cock into the air. As his fingers touches my bare flesh through my crotchless panties, I moan loudly with pleasure and reach down to rub his member.
 
Her small hand finds my throbbing member after undoing my pants. "We might have to enlist your Mom's help in that, but I'm willing to give you my all" I tell her slipping a finger into her moist slit.
Holding her by the back of her neck I pull her in for a kiss as my finger reaches it's limit. Her hand rides up and down my shaft as precum leaks from the tip lubricating her motions. Involentarily I begin to thrust slightly into her grip as I piston my finger in and out of her pussy.
 
"Hey, not fair!" , I cry, walking into the dining room, "You started without me," I add with a smile. I've changed into a satin cheongsam or shanghai dress, a traditional form fitting chinese dress that shows off my every curve. Tonight it's an ivory colored one, and is slit up the sides to half my thigh. I'm not wearing underwear, and my nipples are clearly outlined by the sheer fabric.

Steve looks at me and smiles appreciatively. "You can sit on my other leg, Angie, no need to be jealous!" "No thanks, not now," I tell them, "I'd say we have dinner first. You've had a chance to get to know each other, now we have a bite and some wine. The night is long and I don't want to have to heat the food up again." With that, I sit down at the table and open the wine, pour us each a glass. "As your place is empty anyway, you're welcome to stay the night, Steve." "That's very kind of you, but my wife usually calls around midnight." "Well, you can call her from here, tell her you're having an evening out with the guys." "Good idea," he says with a smile, "except that I'm having a night in with you girls!"
 
Angie returns to find us groping each other in the kitchen, her smooth curves attracting my attention. "Don't you look good enough to eat!" Her hard nipples stand out proudly as he pours the wine while Susie and I continue stroking each other. She's worried about me covering my trail for my wife.
"I can tell her exactly what's going on, but she will probably want to speak to you for a second also. Just to make sure I'm behaving myself. She'll get all the details later from me." I tell the ladies with a smile.
Reluctently removing my finger from Susie's wet slit and removing my hard cock from her grasp I tell her "You better sit on your own chair or we'll never get through dinner." With my hand on her firm young ass she puts on a dramatic pout.
 
I smile as Steve tells us how he's gonna tell his wife all about us. Big chance, I think. If I were his wife, I'd make sure he gets enough loving at home, no need to find any outside.

I notice how reluctantly he lets go of Susie, and I feel a small stab of jealousy. I wonder whether he likes blonde young girls better than a middle aged asian woman like me. Has he ever had an Asian before, I wonder, as I serve him the casserole and salad.

We make small talk and eat heartily, and the wine is vanishing rapidly. Steve and Susie continue to flirt and tease each other, and I start feeling like a third wheel. It is true that I asked Steve to take Susie on if he wants to have me, but I did that mostly because I love her, and I saw how attracted she is to him. I couldn't have him sleep over and leave her out. On the other hand, I've wanted him for so long, now the opportunity is here, I don't want to let it go by.

I wonder about later tonight. I don't think we should "play" together, I will let him play with Susie first, I think. And later I will have him too. If he still has enough stamina........

[Edited by asian cunny on 08-12-2000 at 07:58 AM]
 
We sit and eat a nice dinner, drinking wine and laughing. Susie is flirting shamelessly as I steal glances at Angie wanting to feast on her pointy nipples.
Dinner, and the wine, all but finished I turn to Angie. "That was delicious Angie, thank you very much." Changing my expression slightly and I look into her eyes adding "but I'm really looking forward to what you might put on the table for dessert." I finish my statement leaning towards her and letting my hand slide along her long, silky thigh.
 
She grins at the end of dinner and takes care of the dishes, allowing her mother and him to have their own time together. cleaning up from dinner, she stays in the kitchen for about half and hour, then comes back out agian.
 
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