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Shampoo

By: Middleagepoet



"I don't understand, all you need to do is wash her hair for me. Then I'll take it from there," the stylist said wiping the hair from her scissors. "When you're done just lead her over to that chair and I'll be over just as soon as I finish up with Jillian here." He leaned over to look around me into the mirror and said, "Just a moment Jillian dear," he then straightened up and looked back at me, "you okay now?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

"Okay, just go then so I can get back to Jillian."

"It's just that..."

"What?"

"There's so much..."

"Oh come on, just think Crystal Gayle, her hair was like that. Just take it a little at a time, now go."

I slowly began walking toward the waiting area thinking of how I used to jack off to pictures of Crystal Gayle, her long straight hair wrapped around me. Pausing a moment, I peeked at the customer from behind a plant. Bobbing my head I noticed the dark roots nearly four inches long leading out to a wavy blonde that rolled out over her shoulders, ran down her back and then curled back over her right arm to then cascade over her thigh and down to her knees.

Suddenly she looked over, bent her head down and looked right at me through the plant. Her dark eyes were framed in a heavy purplish makeup and her ample cheeks glowed bright read. As she opened her mouth and spoke, her neck rippled in two fluid jowls, "My appointment is for ten o'clock, it's nearly ten fifteen now!'

I glanced up at the clock and noticed it was three minutes after the hour. Taking a deep breath, I reached down and adjusted my erection (she couldn't see that because of the tall planter) and walked several steps into the waiting area. "Mrs. Claiburn?" 

Taking a step back as she stood up, I watched her hair flow off of her enormous breasts, roll down the onto the chair and then splash upward as she lifted her body off of the chair. "Mrs. Claiburn, you know the way to the shampoo area?"

She nodded, "Of course I do."

"Well why don't you head into chair one while I log you in."

"Log me in?"

"Yes, yes, new procedures," I replied with a shrug. I then moved to the main desk, grabbed a pen and pretended to write something down, all the while watching as that long hair bounced and rolled over her ample body. Trying to conceal my erection, I bent down at the waist a bit and limped a little as I followed her down the hall and then moved beside her as she sat down in chair one.

Trying to calm myself, I took a deep breath and then bent to begin gathering up her hair, feeling the long, long strands slide over the skin on my arms into the wash sink. My hands began to tremble as I turned on the water, running it over my hands as it warmed up. In a few moments the water began to warm and I could feel the trembling subside a bit in my hands.

Taking firm hold of the nozzle, I watched as the water leached down through the mounds of hair in the sink. I then ran my fingers through it, straightening it as I reached out as far as I could reach. Moving upward, I then cupped my fingers over the nozzle and rolled up over her head, careful not to let a drop roll out onto her forehead. It took several minutes before the hair was fully wet.

I leaned over to ask her which shampoo she preferred, but her light snoring and rhythmic breathing confirmed she was asleep. Moving over to the large shampoo dispensers I pressed down the knob on my favorite and watched as several huge gobs spurted into my palm. Letting my hand run through the tresses of hair, I let the slippery fluid work into the strands and then returned to the dispenser. Repeating three times, I finally had enough to start working.

Starting up at her head, I noticed her breathing change as she woke up. Carefully running my fingers over her scalp, I watched the hair curl over my hands, the shampoo foaming up as I worked down the back of her head. Over her shoulders my fingers worked in and out of the curling mass and I noticed my hips moving slightly in and out with the motion as some of the hair had flopped out of the sink and ran down the front of my body.

Listening carefully, I noted that her breathing had steadied off. I then glanced back out into the salon, but Valentin was still working on his 'Jillian dear.' Unable to bear it anymore, I reached down, unzipped my pants and eased my cock out into the wet, flowing mass of hair. I then returned to the shampoo, letting the strands of hair curl around each one of my fingers, wrapping them in the wet slippery mass.

Looking down, I noticed how my cock was similarly wrapped into the strands of hair as, with the help of my hip movements, it rolled and flopped, washing her hair too. I moved down the length of her tresses, increasing the speed at which my fingers, and cock, slipped through the slimy, wet, but so soft mass. Reaching then end, I then moved back up squeezing the hair to wipe away the excess suds, thrusting my hips as my cock pressed deeper and deeper into her fake blonde mass.

Pulling my hands free, I grabbed a towel and held it by the head of my cock as I thrust once, then again and finally a third time before arching my back and coming. I watched as the head of my cock spurted and the cum arched much further than I expected, splashing and nestling into the dense mass of hair just behind her right ear instead of safely on the towel.

I quickly reached in and tried to pull out my sticky cum, but she woke up and complained, "Ouch, you're pulling my hair there."

Realizing it was already too late, I grabbed the nozzle once again and ran it up close to her scalp, careful to keep her head turned in such a way so she couldn't see my naked cock as it dribbled the last droplets of cum into her hair and on her shoulder. Once I got the nozzle down near her shoulders I was able to get my cock worked back into my pants and once I finished rinsing her hair I was able to zip up my pants.

Handing Mrs. Claiburn a towel, I took several other towels and worked them through her hair, letting the strands drape over my body as I did. I could see the rubbery globs of my cum tangled in the hair up by her ear and noticed the white stain forming on the shoulder of her blouse. I smiled, knowing I'd only get blamed for sloppy shampoo work.

I continued with the towels languishing in her hair as my afterglow wore off. I was just about to finish up when Valentin stepped in and said, "Why Gloria, you look wonderful today. How are you?"

"Oh okay I guess, he pulled my hair until it hurt and got some shampoo on my blouse," she whined.

Valentin tossed a towel at me and growled, "Charlatan, you simply don't know how to treat a lady's hair. Come darling, I'll make it better for you," he said, holding out his arm, helping her up and then leading her out into the salon, but not before glaring at me, shaking his head side to side and whispering, "Clean up this mess."

I grabbed a towel and began wiping the shampoo from my clothes. Glancing out as Valentin worked on Mrs. Claiburn's... Gloria's hair, I made a mental note to look over our appointment calendar to see when she was scheduled in again. That was a shampoo I wasn't about to miss.

Shampoo and a Haircut



This past summer, late one Friday afternoon, my last haircut appointment for the week finally arrived. She was a new client and had made the appointment at the last minute. All she wanted was a trim before leaving on her vacation the next day.

She was young, about 25, tall, dark, trim and very attractive. She was wearing a white blouse and short black wrap around skirt. We made the customary introductions, her name was Julie, and as I always do, I prepared to shampoo her hair before beginning the cut.

I helped her on with the robe, which we always provide, and she sat down and leaned her head back at the shampoo station. As she did, the robe and her skirt rose way up her thighs and I noticed that she was wearing stockings with a garter belt. The top of her hose on one leg came into view and I could see the little clip attached to her garter belt. Her smooth, lightly tanned thighs were an interesting contrast to the black silkiness of her stockings.

As I shampooed, we made small talk and discussed how we were going to cut her hair. After the shampoo, we went to the styling chair in front of a large mirror to begin her hair cut. While I cut her hair, we talked about the Caribbean vacation she was taking the next day. As we talked Julie crossed her legs. This makes a nice even haircut almost impossible, so, I asked her to uncross them. I always look into the mirror when I talk to my clients and as she uncrossed her legs, I noticed the reflection of the crotch of her white panties peek into view momentarily.

We continued to talk and cut, and she continued to cross and uncross her legs. At one time it seemed that she kind of caught me as I captured another glimpse of her white panties in the mirror. Her legs seemed to stay parted just a little longer as, in the mirror, her eye caught mine.

After finishing, she got up and took off her robe while I swept the area. As she was preparing to pay me, she asked if I could wax between her eyebrows. I said "sure" and we proceeded to the back where we have a waxing station.

The wax was already heated and ready. She got comfortable in the reclining chair and I Applied the wax over the special paper placed between her eyebrows. When it had cooled, I pulled it off and along came the small unwanted hairs. She said "good, now that that is done, how about a bikini wax?" She proceeded to pull her skirt up and open.. revealing the tiniest little white silk panties; framed by her garter belt, hose and creamy thighs. I was momentarily stunned as no one had ever done that to me before. I had never even done a bikini wax.

I stared at those little panties. They were beautiful. The material was so thin, Almost transparent, with little flowers embroidered in. The waist band which looked like it had been crocheted, was no thicker than a strand of yarn It rose up to her hips and nestled atop her garter belt. Dark pubic hairs pressed up against the tiny covering and peeked out around the top and sides. Gazing ever downward, the curly little hairs were also visible between her thighs on both sides of her pantied crotch. Time seemed to stand still as I took in the sight before me.

The faintest outline of her pussy slit made its way right down the center as her outer lips pressed against the taut fabric. I felt myself flush with excitement as my heart rate soared. "Yes, I'll be happy to do your bikini line." I heard myself say. "But we'll have to remove those panties so I don't ruin them with the wax."

Tentatively, my hands reached out toward the tiny waistband, my fingers touched her soft flesh as they slipped under the satiny fabric. Grasping the tiny straps, I began to slowly slide her underwear down. She lifted her hips as I continued to pull them across her creamy thighs, down her calves and finally, off her body. My heart was pounding so hard, I was sure she could hear it.

Her dark pubic mound was now naked. I felt her inhale as I gently placed my hand on her thigh. Ever so slowly I moved my hand upward toward her pussy. It was quite obvious that if I was going to wax her, I was probably going to have to touch her. As my hand drew nearer her center, her thighs began to part. The soft folds of her inner lips came into view. My finger touched her pubic hair as my thumb came to rest on her pubic mound. My fingers reached down toward her crotch and rested on her thigh as my hand cupped her crotch. Her pussy lips were less than an inch away from my touch.

As I turned to reach for the wax, for the first time, I looked up. Through her blouse, Julie was gently massaging her own breast. My eyes caught hers, and the air became filled with sex. She began to grind her hips and I felt my index finger slip into her moist slit. My finger moved slowly up and down with the rhythm of her grinding. I watched as she unbuttoned first one, then two, and finally, three buttons on her blouse. As her top came open, her white demi bra and the top of her golden tanned orbs came into view. Her hand slipped inside her bra as she massaged her tit and tweaked her still hidden nipple.

My index finger was sliding up and down, slowly, up and down, she let out a little moan as I found her clit. My eyes alternated between watching her rub her breast and my finger rubbing her steamy slit. With my left thumb and forefinger, I pulled her soft lips open, revealing her shiny, hot pink inner wetness. Her clitty appeared and begged for attention. She was getting wetter and wetter as I played with her little pearl. Rubbing it gently with my finger, around and around, then up and down.

She reached between her tits and with one hand released the clasp holding her little white bra in place, Finally, her pert young tits came into view. They were luscious, like two ripe pears, her dark rose nipples were hard and anxious for her touch. She pulled them and pinched them as I finally felt my middle finger slip into her hot moist fuck hole. My fingers had never been in another woman's pussy before. I was struck by how warm and wet it was inside. Soon I had 2 fingers in and I could feel the texture of her inner walls as I wiggled them back and forth. The sweet aroma of her girl juice filled my nostrils as my fingers penetrated deeper and deeper. Using a steady in and out motion I continued to finger fuck her. For the first time noticed how wet my own pussy had become. I squeezed my thighs together and actually felt the dampness on my panties.

While I continued to fuck her with my right hand, I used my left to get my first feel of another woman's tits. I reached up and put my hand over the whole thing, her hard nipple pushed into my palm. I gently pulled my hand away letting my fingers trail along her heaving breast. They felt so warm and firm. Reaching her nipple I pinched lightly. She moaned "yes" and I pinched harder and pulled her erect little knob. She was really going now as she closed her eyes and gave into her passion. I increased the pace of my hand in her cunt, pushing three fingers in. With each thrust I gave a little twist and tried to rub my thumb across her clit. Almost without thinking I lowered my mouth to her heaving tit and sucked her nub into my mouth. It was so warm, lightly salty and I bit down and she let go! Fuck, Fuck, Fuck! she screamed as she convulsed with wave after wave orgasm. Her legs pulled together and she grabbed my hand, holding it in her molten cunt until finally she began to relax.

As she released her hold on me and opened her legs, I pulled out my fingers. Lifting them to my nose, I inhaled deeply, savoring for the first time the smell of another woman. I slipped my fingers into my mouth and sucked and licked her nectar until it was gone. A shudder went through my body as I gave in to the forbidden fruit.

"That was awesome" she said, "Now let me do you, I want to touch you and taste your pussy" That was all I needed to hear. I lifted my skirt as she reached out with her hand. "ooo, you're soaking wet" she said as she touched my silky underwear. Her fingers slipped in effortlessly as I felt her penetrate the inner folds of my burning pussy. For a few minutes, she just fingered me while with her other hand she caressed her own button. It felt so good, we looked into each others eyes as I thrust my pelvis into her hand.

"Show me your tits" she said. I opened my blouse and just lifted my bra over my mams. "Oh, nice, now show me how you play with them, and how you suck on them." I couldn't believe it, I was standing there with a woman's fingers jammed in my pussy and I actually wanted to show her how I like to play with my tits. I pulled my nipples, stretching them, pinching them, them pulled them into my mouth to suck and bite them. I was overcome with lust. She continued to finger fuck me the whole time.

"I want to lick your pussy and rub your juice all over my face" she said. Since she was in a reclining chair, all I had to do was walk around, stand with my crotch over her face and lift my skirt. She simply leaned her head back pulled my panties aside and slipped her tongue into my hot slit. God it was good, she was fucking me with her tongue and I was grinding my slippery crotch all over her face. She had one hand in her pussy and she was really frigging herself. We were both breathing hard, grunting and groaning. I grabbed my nipple and gave it a good pinch and I went over the edge. I was shuddering and shaking, I thought I'd fall down. She was absolutely rubbing her cunt as fast as she could trying to get there. I reached down and pinched her hard nipple, she let out a scream, went stiff and started shaking as she finally reached her climax. We remained it that position for a few minutes, basking in the glow of kick ass sex.

As I stepped back and lowered my skirt. We heard a horn honk out in the parking lot. "That's my husband, I gotta go" she said as she jumped up, fastened her bra, buttoned her blouse, and straightened her skirt. She gave me a quick hug and a peck on the cheek as she bolted out the door. She didn't get the bikini wax, but she left her little white panties, and they smell terrific.



Shampoo Submission



She had been hairdressing for a number of years and had never crossed the client/stylist line, but she had been having fantasies about him for quite some time. He wasn't drop dead gorgeous but there was something about him. He was an attractive man, with a smile that would light up his face. They had a comfortable relationship, teased and joked all the time. He travelled a lot for business and always had interesting stories to tell. She flirted openly with him and he never seemed to mind. She had always wanted to invite him to dinner or drinks but never got up the nerve. Tonight he was her last client and he had just called to apologize but he would be about 20 minutes late. When Michelle the receptionist came to tell her, she said it was fine. Michelle had offered to stay late but she said it was ok and that she would close up. 

With his running late she decided to get started with the clean up, she was in the back folding towels when she felt she was being watched... she looked up and there he stood leaning against the door jam, dressed in his usual Dockers and golf shirt and looking as good as ever. 

"Well hello Jim, I didn't hear you come in." she smiled at him, openly pleased to see him. 

"Hi Cathy, sorry for running late... meeting I just couldn't seem to end. Here", handing her a bottle of wine from behind his back "thought I owed you at least that for being late"

"Thank you... that wasn't necessary... " she smiled at his thoughtfulness. "Let me just finish with these towels and we can get started." She folded the last of the towels and turned to see him sitting in a chair leafing through a magazine. "Catching up and the latest gossip are you?" she teased.

He looked up and smiled at her... "Well had to keep my mind occupied"

She laughed "Follow me to the sink sir and we can get started"

She took him to the sink and draped him.

They chatted comfortably as she began to shampoo his hair, she always enjoyed this part of her job because it is when the client truly relaxed. She stopped talking as she began to massage his scalp. She looked down to see his eyes closed and a smile playing on his lips, she thought again how attractive he was.

He had been coming to her for months now, and couldn't get up the nerve to ask her out. But he had promised himself tonight was the night, he had to know once and for all if their flirting was just that, or if perhaps she was attracted to him as he was to her. He had always had fantasies about her since he first began coming here. When she shampooed his hair he often wondered if she lingered that long with all her clients or not, for her touch definitely stimulated more than just his scalp. She spent a great deal of time massaging his scalp and when she leaned over to get the shampoo he felt her breasts brush against his arm. She was an extremely attractive woman, and he loved the way she looked in her clothes, always dressed comfortably but tonight she looked particularly good in her low cut blue sweater that fit her just right and those black jeans and boots, her hair straight and framing her face just right. Her blue eyes dancing as she talked and when she smiled it lit up her whole face. He peeked up at her through half open eyes and watched a smile play on her lips. 

Her mind wandered a little and thought about what it would be like to kiss those lips... snap back to reality Cathy, she shook her head and she saw him looking up at her.

"What were you thinking Cathy? You looked to be about a million miles away."

She felt her face begin to go red, as he looked at her. 

"Must have been a hell of a thought" he joked.

"If you only knew!" she composed herself and finished his massage and then rinsed him one last time. "Ok Jim you can head to my chair if you like, would you care for a cup of coffee? Or perhaps a glass of that wine you brought?"

"I'll have a glass only if you promise to join me" he replied smiling at her.

"Now... I can't have you drinking alone now can I?"

He headed off to her seat and she opened the wine and grabbed a couple of wine glasses they had for those staff meetings after work. She walked over to her station and handed him his glass.

"Cheers... here's to great haircuts and much more" he proposed.

"Cheers..." she smiled "hmmm... this is good, I should probably get started cutting your hair before I finish that glass, other wise you will be here all night and I don't want to hold you up tonight."

"No worries here Cath, I am done for the day... so take your time, always enjoy when you run your fingers through my hair."

She laughed "Well ok then..." She went about the job of cutting his hair as they chatted and talked comfortably. Stopping every now and then for another sip of wine. She felt his eyes on her the entire time. She had dressed specifically for him today, wanting to show off her assets without being too sleazy. He talked about his day and the trip he had just returned from. "You know Cath... I truly look forward to this part of my month, always enjoy your haircuts." He smiled at her. 

She was running gel through his hair, she turned him around in the chair and leaned over slightly to check to see if the sides were even, she felt his eyes lower and could see a smile playing on his lips.

"Like the view?" she teased.

It was his turn to blush, but before he could say anything she turned him back around and looked at him in the mirror. "so does it look alright to you?" she asked, as she rested her hands on his shoulders. 

Ok he thought to himself its now or never. He grabbed her hand and brought it too his lips, kissing it softly and looking at her in the mirror "Perfect as always Cath."

She felt a shiver go through as she felt the softness of his lips on her palm.

"Cathy?"

"Yes Jim?"

"Would you like to have dinner with me tonight?" There he said it... now all he had to do was wait for her answer.

"I'd love to Jim, thank you." Smiling at him, she thought to herself, he finally did it.

She picked up the blow dryer and finished off his hair. "Ok Jim, all done here. Did you want me to meet you somewhere? It's going to take a bit for me to tidy up and close the shop."

"If its ok with you, I'll just wait. I'm pretty good at sweeping floors you know."

As she removed the cape, she again smiled at him... "If you really want to... I'll lead you to the broom."

He stood up and walked around the chair "ok... lead me to the broom." He followed her around to the back room, loving the view from where he was. She handed him the broom and he placed his hand over hers, his eyes locked on hers, he leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips, a very soft tentative kiss at first. He opened his eyes to see her smiling up at him. "I've been waiting a very long time to do that... I hope I didn't over step my bounds."

She didn't say a word but instead kissed him again, her arm going around his neck as she moved in closer to him. He let go of the broom and wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to him. Their tongues beginning a slow sensual dance as her fingers played with the back of his neck and found their way into his freshly cut hair. His hands began roaming her back and down to her butt. Pulling her tighter to him he felt her relax into him. She pulled back slightly and looked up at him, "Does that answer your question Jim? I've been wondering if you by chance felt the same way as I did. I've been trying to get your attention for months now. If you hadn't of invited me to dinner tonight I was going to ask you!"

"Oh my god... you mean that we could have been doing this months ago????" He smiled down at her. "Come on... let's finish up so I can buy you that dinner"

He kissed her one more time and grabbed the broom. Needing to calm down a little, her mere touch was enough to get him excited. He was finished sweeping and was sitting in her chair as she closed up the till and such. She walked up to him and he grabbed her hand and pulled her to him kissing her passionately. She straddled him and sat down in his lap. Kissing him back and feeling his hands running up and down her back as she massaged the back of his neck she felt him stirring underneath her and his hands running up her sides brushing lightly the sides of her breasts. Causing her to moan softly. His hands went under her sweater and she could feel the heat between his legs as she began to trail her kisses down his neck and back along his jaw. His hands moving around to cup her tits, His thumbs flicking over her already hard nipples. Moaning she kissed him and sucked his tongue as it snaked into her mouth. Pulling back slightly she looked at him... "keep this up and we are likely not to have dinner!" 

Laughing he kissed your one last time and helped her off his lap. He knew she could feel him hard under her and liked the way she responded. "So where shall we have dinner? Any good suggestions..." 

"Well there are a few good places around, what do you feel like eating?"

Looking at her he replied, "What I want for dinner... definitely isn't on any menu"

He helped her with her coat and grabbed her hand as they walked out the door. Stopping to lock it behind her and check it one last time. The night air cool on her face is just what she needed to get herself together. His touch and kisses had stirred something in her she hadn't felt in a very long time. He took her hand again as they walked to the parking lot, it felt very comfortable. His hands were large compared her slender ones and she kept thinking of how they would feel on her body. 

"Where are you staying this time Jim?"

"Best Western downtown... why?" He stopped beside his car and pulled her into his arms. "What part of town do you live in? Should we drop off your car?"

"How about I go home and change and meet you at the hotel in about an hour? Will give you a chance to get the hair out of the back of your neck as well." She laughed softly.

"Sounds like a plan, I'm in room 605, just call me from the lobby and I'll make reservations in the dining room for about 8:00... sound alright to you?"

"Perfect..."

He walked her to her car and gently pulled her to him, kissing her softly... "Now go home, change, and meet me at the hotel in an hour. Drive safe."

Once at home Cathy took a quick shower, redid her hair and make up and carefully chose what she was going wear. Looking at herself in the mirror she was happy with what she saw. Checking her watch she was right on schedule. She didn't want to arrive to early but also didn't want to be late. Pulling into the hotel parking lot she checked her watch again 7:45, not bad at all. Instead of calling from the lobby she took the elevator up to the 6th floor, and knocked on his door.

"Who is it?" 

"Room service Mr. Black..." she stifled a giggle. 

Opening the door "But I didn't....Ah very funny Cathy." He had a robe wrapped around as he smiled at her. "You're early, and I'm running late as usual. Come on in." He kissed her softly. "Can I get you a glass of wine while I finish getting ready?"

"That would be nice, thank you. Wow... quite the set up you have here." She took a look around. It wasn't just a room, it was a small suite complete with sitting room and separate bedroom.

He smiled at her as he said, "Feel free to look around, the view from the balcony is quite breath taking." He excused himself and entered the bedroom as she made her way to the balcony. Stepping out she immediately agreed with him, the view was breathtaking, looking over the ocean and the snow capped mountains. There was a definite chill in the air and she pulled her coat tighter to her. She didn't hear him come out on the balcony but felt his arms wrap around her from behind. His lips next to her temple where he placed a soft kiss. " Are you cold Cath?"

"Not anymore, feeling nice and cozy now." She turned slightly and kissed him softly. They stood there for a few minutes just talking softly and enjoying the fresh night air, his arms holding her tight and the feel of his warm breath on her. He turned her so that she was facing him and began to kiss her more intently. His hands caressing her back as he felt her body moulding to his, kissing along her jaw and down her neck and back up to her ear his voice sounding deeper as he whisper "we had better get downstairs to dinner." He kissed her one last time and took her by the hand and they were out the door on their way downstairs. They were led to a quiet table in the corner, other than a few other patrons the restaurant was empty. She removed her coat and sat down as Jim held her chair. "Wow... you look amazing." She had changed into a low cut royal blue blouse, and black slacks.

"Thank you..." she could feel her cheeks getting warmer.

Laughing softly... "I can not believe it Jim, you are one of few people who can still make me blush after all theses years!"

"Now that is not such a bad thing, I happen to like when you blush."

They sat quietly for a few minutes looking at the menus when the waiter arrived to take their drink order, "Would like some more wine Cath? Or would care for something else?"

"I think I'll stick to wine for now, what we had earlier if that's ok?"

Jim ordered a bottle of wine and they discussed what looked good on the menu. When the waiter returned, Jim ordered for both of them and they settled in for what promised to be a wonderful evening. They talked non-stop until the waiter brought their dinners and it was then Cathy realized she hadn't eaten since breakfast. "Good thing I'm not driving anywhere for a bit" she said laughing

"Oh why is that?"

"I just realized I haven't eaten since breakfast and I'm not sure my legs will hold me after all this wine!"

"Hmmm now there is a plan" Jim smiled "get ya drunk and have my way with you" He was laughing "I'm just teasing you"

"Well Jim, you don't have to get me drunk for that" she smiled coyly. He took her hand in his and brought it to his lips, kissing it softly. "Thank you Cathy."

"For what Hun?"

"I have not had such an enjoyable night in a very long time."

"Neither have I."

They both ate in silence for a few minutes and then began chatting away again. Cathy telling him stories about work and he about his trips. The waiter came and went quietly only interrupting to ask if they wanted coffee. 

"Oh my... I think we might be holding these guys up Jim." She said laughingly. 

He looked around the restaurant and noticed they were the only ones there other than the bartender and their waiter. He looked at his watch and realized it was after 11:00. "I guess we should let the poor guys head home huh?"

He motioned to the waiter for the check and Cathy excused herself and headed to the ladies room. She checked herself in the mirror and reapplied her lipstick before heading back to the table. Jim stood and helped her with her jacket. "Would you like to head to the bar for a drink or do you need to get home?" 

"How about we head up to your room and enjoy that bottle of wine you opened earlier?" she knew she was being forward but whether it was the wine or her desire to have him she wasn't going to let this opportunity go. 

"Sounds like a great idea to me." He had hoped she didn't need to leave. He lead her through the lobby and up in the elevator. Once the doors closed behind them he took her in his arms and kissed her passionately. She met his kisses with the same amount of passion and her body melted into his. "I have been waiting all night to do that... my god you look so sexy in that." 

With that the doors opened on the sixth floor. He opened the door and followed her in. 

"Let me take your coat." She entered the sitting area and opened the stereo cabinet finding a soft station on the radio. "Now how about that glass of wine?"

She sat down on the couch and watched him as he poured them each a glass, handing it to her he came and sat beside her. "To a wonderful way to end a day..."

"To a wonderful way to start a night" she smiles at him with a wicked little grin. 

"Oh I like that even better." He laughed. Taking her glass and putting it on the table he took her in his arms and kissed her. Her arms went around his neck pulling him back with her as she leaned back on the couch. 

"I have wanted you since the first time you cut my hair almost a year ago." 

She kissed him passionately "I have wanted this for a long time too." 

They both sat back up and she stood taking his hand and leading him through the doors and to his bedroom. Neither saying a word the look of passion in her eyes telling him all he needed to know. They both kicked off their shoes and she stood looking up at his handsome face, reaching out to stroke his cheek, feeling the softness of goatee as she ran her hand down his face. He took her and kissed her palm, sending shivers down her spine. She led him to the bed and laid down pulling him with her. His body half on hers he began kissing her, their tongues locked in a slow sensual dance as their hands began exploring. He began caressing her breast through the silky materiel of her blouse and she began to un-tuck his shirt, he in turn began to unbutton her blouse and moaned softly as he exposed the blue satin bra underneath.

"You are so beautiful" He lay beside her and continued kissing her passionately as she began running her hands up and down his arms and around his neck. Their kisses taking on more urgency as his hands found their way back to her tits. Caressing them and feeling her nipples hardening as he ran his thumbs over them, he pulled one out of her bra and lowered his mouth to it. He began flicking is tongue over its diamond hard point and took it between his lips and sucked on it hard. Her fingers finding their way into his hair he could feel her grip tighten as he began to tease her nipple with his teeth and tongue, slow soft moans escaping her lips, he could feel her body tremble slightly as he made his way over to her other nipple. First teasing it through the satin then pulling it free as well. She arched her back slightly and he reached under to undo her bra, pulling it free and tossing it aside, he continued licking and sucking her magnificent tits. Her nipples aching and hard, she pulled him up so their lips met, kissing him hard and sucking on his tongue her hands running down his chest to the buckle on his pants she struggled with it but managed to get it undone. They stopped kissing as she began to unzip his pants he rolled off of her and removed them for her as she began to remover her own. She gasped slightly when she saw his cock hard in Calvin's, he was larger than she thought, as a smile played across her lips. She reached out and began to caress him, running her fingers up and down his shaft through the fabric. She pushed him back a little so he was lying on his back and she leaned over and began kissing him, soft, sweet kisses along his jaw to his ear, then down his neck and a long his collarbone. His hands finding her tits he continued massaging them and teasing her nipples. She kissed her way down his chest and softly bit and teased his nipples before nipping and licking her way down to his throbbing cock. The tip poking out the top of his briefs she flicked her tongue over it and she heard him gasp and then moan. She slid his shorts down and he kicked them off as her hands took hold of his hard eight inches. She lowered her head and began teasing him with her mouth, flicking her tongue over his slit then licking down his shaft and back up again. Wanting her to take him in her mouth as she reached the top, but she wouldn't, she continued to tease him, driving him crazy as he could feel himself getting harder still. She finally took him into her mouth, sucking softly on his head before sliding down and taking as much as she could. She stopped, allowing herself to get used to his thickness and his size, as she came back up she used her teeth scraping softly the underside of his shaft, and she felt his hands in her hair and heard him gasp as she did this. She continued sucking and licking on his cock until he pulled her off him, he pulled her up to him feeling her tits against his chest he kissed her long and hard and rolled her onto her back. His hand reaching down between her legs, he began to caress her mound, her silk panties already drenched, he pulled them to the side and it was her turn to moan as he slipped his finger between her lips. She was already dripping and more than ready as he slipped first one, then the second finger into her tight hole. He felt her pussy tighten around his fingers as he heard her whisper "I want you."