Maddy Werewolf Romance Ch 02

Chapter 2 Werewolf

"You are a werewolf," he told himself as his hands traced the length of her hair and felt it's smoothness. "You've deal with so much worse." He took a breath. "It's just sex," he reminded himself. "You've had plenty of that in the past."

"Not with her," he reminded himself. "Never with someone like her."

He started blocking up her hair so he could cut it. Even the touch of her skin made his skin burn like a furnace.

He felt attraction to her. More attraction he'd felt in years. He avoided looking into her eyes. If he looked into her eyes he'd be lost. He was beyond matting. He was too old. But his body didn't think so. He felt his cock growing hard just thinking about her body. It was so thin and tanned.

She sighed. His hands gliding down her hair was desire not waiting to happen but happening. The air around them even smelled like sex she thought. Wasn't she just too old to be thinking about mating?

Pieces of her hair fell down the gown she was wearing and some drifted off to the floor. She noticed the gray in them. She was old. She sighed.

"Do you like to wear your hair in curls?" he asked her. Truly just trying to think of something to say to her. Dead silence was gonna kill him. Already he felt the hairs building up on his hands.

"Control yourself," she's a customer. "Did you ever marry?" he asked. Then felt stupid for asking a question like that.

"Yes," she replied, her voice sounded strained. "But we divorced not long after." She turned around in her seat and looked him in the eyes. "He cheated on me."

He pulled his hands back for two reasons one not to cut her with the scissors and two to hide the hair on his hands.

"I'm sorry to hear that," he found himself saying.

"Did you ever marry?" she asked in return.

"No," he replied. "I never found someone to match me."

He laughed to himself. "Right, the match to me is sitting in that chair right now."

"I'm sorry," she whispered and turned back around in the chair.

"I think I would have matched him," she told herself. "But in those days blacks and whites were forbidden to date."

He continued to cut her hair. The feel of her hair in his hands just made his hard on grow. The stiffness grew beyond a normal length. He patted his pants and ended up wrapping himself in a long gown just to hide it. Once he was long and hard... he was long and hard. There was nothing he could do about it except satisfy the desire.

Images of her laying nude in the woods with her legs wide open played across his mind like a painted picture. His wolfish self lay next to her licking her nipples and and playing with her wet pussy.

He tried to push the image out of his head. "I'd better get this done."

She felt the tension of her need pressing against her pussy. He smelled so good. He made her feel horny in a way no one else ever had. "How am I gonna hide this?"

Just as he felt he wasn't going to be able to hold out any longer the door opened and his next client arrived.

"John," he called out. He was so happy to see someone else in the room. This would cool off his heat. Company always did that. But these days he'd not be in this much of a challenge. People just didn't turn him on. Not like she did.

"I've been away too long," John answered as he sat down. "My hair needs a good cut and some of that new lotion you put on it the last time."

He smiled. "It's not so new these days," but it's great stuff!"

Even with another person in the room he felt his need forming just the same.

"I'll be with you in a few minutes," he assured his client.

"Maddy," he found himself saying, "Do you like the cut? Do you need me to change anything?"

He held his breath as he wasn't sure he could do more. Anymore contact with her and he'd be all over her in werewolf form.

"Good to know, Josh!"

"I like it!" she said in a voice that she'd forced to sound normal and by forcing it didn't sound normal at all.

"Great!" he found himself replying in the same forced normal voice. The visit was over. Both sighed in relief.