ANOTHER VISIT TO THE BEAUTY SHOP
Jody Margulies still runs her "unisex" beauty salon in her home at the corner of Pleasant Street and Lincoln Avenue. And she's still every bit as lovely as she was the last time I wrote about her. Jody is still single, although she's been seeing a young man by the name of Thomas Walker for the past year and a half. I've been expecting to see an engagement announcement in the newspaper any day now, but you never know.
Milt Anderson remains one of Jody's regular customers. He shows up every four weeks, and is always the last customer Jody has on the day of his appointments. Milt must require a lot of work, because he usually stays quite a while. In fact, he usually doesn't leave until well after dark. Like I said before, I'm not a peeping Tom - I'm an observer. But, based on what happened after Milt's last visit, I decided that something happened, maybe the events described in the following story.
WASH, HAIRCUT, AND DINNER
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Tom Walker woke in the morning and looked at the woman lying next to him in bed. Tom, who was thirty, was tall and good-looking, with sandy brown hair and a very good body, the result of time spent in a health club. He was employed in an advertising agency, and was on the fast track to the top. He'd been dating Jody Margulies for a year and a half, and had been bugging her to marry him for the last six months.
Jody had put him off, for reasons Tom couldn't quite understand. He knew Jody cared about him, and he certainly cared about her. She seldom even let him sleep over. Tom sighed and continued to gaze at Jody's slumbering form, which she'd exposed by throwing the covers off during the night.
Jody was slim with dark hair that hung to the middle of her back in a soft, silky cascade of loose, fluffy curls. That hair now formed a wonderful halo for her slumbering face. Her breasts were, Tom thought, fantastic! Small, firm, and delightfully shaped, their best feature was the nipples which, when Jody was aroused, stood out proudly from her dark areolas, and literally
begged to be suckled. Tom loved suckling them, and the way Jody reacted when he did. She had lean, firm legs, and a finely formed bottom. Tom had never known a woman who looked more enticing.
"God, she's beautiful!" Tom thought as he lay there, looking at her, "I wish she'd marry me so I would wake up and do this every morning!"
Jody awakened, stretched, rolled over, and smiled at Tom. "Good morning," she murmured. "I didn't know you were awake. What are you doing?"
"Watching you," Tom replied. He loved the feline way she stretched. In fact, the action was so erotic he felt his penis begin to stiffen. "You stretch better than anyone I've ever seen," he said. He bent and covered Jody's lips with his. Jody pressed against him and her slim arms wrapped around him. Tom felt his groin tighten.
"We have a little time before I have to get ready for work," Jody murmured after the kiss ended.
"I was hoping you'd say that," Tom replied. He started stroking one of Jody's breasts.
"Oh, Tom," Jody purred as his touch sent thrills sweeping through her. "That feels lovely!" Her hand slid between them found his swelling erections, and began to move up and down lightly on it. "I suppose you think I ought to do something about this?" she murmured, and squeezed his shaft, bringing a groan from him.
Tom rolled on top of his Jody and thrust his cock into her. "I kind of thought I'd do this!" he told her as passion roared through him.
"Oh, Tom!" Jody cried as delight spread through her. His quick action surprised her, but she wasn't complaining. "Yes! Take me! Take me!"
Tom started moving his hips and delight blossomed and grew full tilt in both of them. He and Jody were both so turned on it didn't take long before they were groaning out a shared orgasm.
"Tom, I'm coming!" Jody cried," I'm coming! Yes! Yes! Yes!"
"Jody Oh, Jody!" Tom cried, erupting powerfully into his lover's spasming body.
After they calmed down, they got up, took showers, and got dressed. They went down to Jody's kitchen and were enjoying breakfast.
"What time should I come over tonight?" Tom asked after he finished his breakfast and was about to head off to work.
Jody looked at the calendar on the kitchen wall and paled a little. "I forgot," she said, "today is the day I have that beautician's association meeting after work. I-I can't see you tonight."
Tom looked a little peeved. "Not even later, after your meeting?" he asked.
Jody shook her head. "I'm booked all day, and the meetings always run late," she said.
Tom pushed back from the table and stood up. "Can I call you later, anyhow?" he asked.
"I-I suppose so," Jody said, "but I'm not sure what time I'll get home." She stood up, too, and walked with Tom to the door.
"I love you," Tom said.
"Yeah, me, too," Jody replied.
They shared a kiss, then Tom was gone. Jody closed the door behind him, then leaned against it, her heart pounding. She hated lying to Tom like that, but she didn't know what else to do. She didn't really have a beautician's association meeting. Today was the day she saw her favorite client, Milt Bingham. He'd been a customer for five years, and had also been her lover for that same amount of time.
Milt, a handsome successful businessman, seduced Jody the day of his first appointment, and they'd been getting together every four weeks for the past five years. That created problems for Jody because Milt was, far and away, the best lover she'd ever had. Not only that, she'd grown to like him a lot during the five years their affair had been going on. She knew he was married, and had a teen-aged son who was now in college, but knew little more about him.
Milt, however, had learned a lot about her. Every year she got a gift of some kind from him, usually expensive, for her birthday, and there were occasional flower deliveries, and even special gifts on the anniversary date of their first time together. Milt had become an important part of Jody's life, a part she didn't want to surrender, which was why she'd turned down Tom's marriage proposals.
Tom was nice, too, and she did care about him, but she wasn't sure she could give Milt up. She felt guilty enough sleeping with Milt while she was dating Tom, she wasn't sure she'd be able to handle cheating on Tom if she married him, and she was sure she couldn't give Milt up.
The day dragged for some reason. It seemed to Jody it would never end. Finally, the last customer left and, as she did, Milt walked through the door.
"Hi," he said.
"Hi, Milt," Jody said, and felt herself blush. She knew what would be happening after his haircut, and couldn't wait. She almost suggested that they make love before his haircut, but never got the chance to make the suggestion.
"You doing anything after we're finished?" Milt asked.
Jody was confused. "What do you mean?" she asked. She'd assumed they would go to her apartment and make love, just as they'd been doing for years.
"I was wondering if you might be interested in having dinner with me later," Milt said, grinning.
