A Wash And A Wax

Lindsey always opened the salon for a few hours every Saturday and each time it was slow. She made time for clients who couldn't make it in during the work week. Occasionally she had a wedding party but today was a very slow Saturday. She had a few walk-ins but no appointments. She was finishing up a trim on a kid while his mother rummaged through her purse at the register. She saw Geoff approaching from the sidewalk as the mom and her son were leaving. Lindsey thanked the pair as they stepped out the door, Geoff was holding it open for them. She was glad to see him. He never came by the salon, she did his haircuts at home.?What are you doing here, honey?? she asked, smiling at him.He pretended not to know her. ?I'd like a haircut, please. Do you have time?? She noticed that he took his wedding ring off. The stark band around his finger was hard not to notice. He didn't betray his ploy with any familiarity. kaçak iddaa Oh, he was going to play this out. He did that sometimes, it was a fantasy of his. He would pretend they were strangers and she would play along.?I think I can squeeze you in,? she said, gesturing toward a chair.?We'll see about that,? he said under his breath. He walked over to the chair and sat down.She ran her fingernails through his hair, lightly scratching his head. ?Are we going to take a little off the top this morning???Yeah, something to make me look nice for the missus.??I can do that. She is going to go wild for you when you get home, guaranteed.? She smiled at him in the mirror. She broke character and winked at him.?I hope so.??Would you like a wash before we start?? She ran her fingertips up the nape of his neck and felt the goosebumps rise. She lowered her head to his ear and whispered: ?It looks like kaçak bahis that's a 'yes'.? He got up from the chair and she lead him to the sink in the back.The cold porcelain of the shampoo sink was uncomfortable. She gently lifted his head and put a warm towel under his neck. She traced her fingers from his ear, along his stubbled jaw, to his chin. He watched her face as she rinsed his hair. Her big dark eyes melted him. She moved the sprayer around on his scalp. The warm water rushing over his head put him at ease. Her sleek fingers cut through his wet hair, rubbing the muscles on his head and neck. He admired how the ropy muscles of her neckline swam under her olive skin. Her hair swayed as she worked.She moved lower toward him as she massaged the back of his head. Her chest hung very low, almost to his face. She was teasing him. He caught the scent of her perfume as she moved. Finally, she brushed illegal bahis his forehead with her breasts, they felt sublime under that silk blouse. He could feel himself getting hard. The shampoo she picked was subtly manly. Cedar and Patchouli? He couldn't tell.?I'm going to rinse you now,? she whispered into his ear. ?It might get pretty cramped for you, the hose doesn?t reach very far.? She pushed her chest into his face and he inhaled deeply. The smell of her vanilla and peaches body spray was intoxicating. She rinsed his slick black hair and shut off the water.She peeled her shirt and bra off and hung them over the partition that obscures the sink from the rest of the salon. She had the nicest breasts. He liked how they hung on her. He admired the tear drop silhouette they made in the mirror. She put her elbows on his shoulders and straddled him as he sat in the shampoo chair. Her nipples begged to be sucked, they practically leapt to his lips. He gently kissed them at first, switching from one to the other. Then he licked them, tonguing underneath, and finally, he sucked her lovely caramel rosettes.