After another long six weeks, I showed up for my appointment with Dawn. Much to my dismay, Dawn was nowhere to be found. Her lights were off with only a note taped to her glass door.
The note mentioned another a family emergency. However, she had made arrangements for her clients to be taken care of. There were two stylists taking her customers. I found my name in a list under the name "Georgene." The note had a little map showing where to find her shop. It was located in the back of the building. As I headed in that direction, I noticed the lights were off in Kate's shop. It was a disappointing sight after our tryst last time.
I finally reached Georgene's salon. There was another lady having her hair done, but the stylist, presumably Georgene, held up her hand and mouthed the words "five minutes." I had a seat just outside her salon, one that offered a view of Georgene.
Georgene looked to be in her early forties and had dark, curly hair that extended down past her shoulders. She was very pretty with delicate facial features. A pair of very stylish black rimmed glasses were perched upon her nose. She wore a dark blue apron that covered up most of what appeared to be a very slender figure. She looked like she kept herself in pretty good shape. She was likely a B-cup underneath a white, sleeveless blouse and tan khaki capri pants. She had on trendy crocs in a camouflage pattern.
I watched her as she moved around her client putting the finishing touches on her hairstyle. Very graceful. My cock began to stir in my shorts--given the opportunity, I would certainly perform for her. But I was not about to offer something I wasn't sure was on the table.
Once I saw the customer pay in full and exit, I waited politely for Georgene to usher me in. Once she did, I got up and walked into her salon space and turned to her to see what was going to happen next.
Georgene started closing her sliding door, but stopped about six inches from having it completely closed. She looked at me and said, "Please, have a seat," without closing the curtains. Obviously I continue to be Dawn and Kate's little secret.
What little hope I had of exposing myself to Georgene as I watched her from outside her salon was now gone. I sat down and thanked her for seeing me, trying to hide the dejection I felt. She had a very sexy tone in her voice as she explained that Dawn had some sort of family emergency again and that she had split her clients for today among a few of the other stylists in the building. I just happened upon Georgene because she had an opening.
I was enjoying watching her as I explained how I like my haircut. As she worked, I almost instinctively began massaging myself, albeit very gently. I imagined putting on a show for her; easily done since there was no conversation between us. I would stop occasionally to relax my hard-on just a bit--I didn't want to make anything obvious without Georgene's permission.
Her shop was set up pretty much like Dawn's, so after the haircut, I got a quick wash and rinse. I had stopped massaging myself when another client, a guy a little younger than me, showed up for his appointment as Georgene was finishing my haircut. She put a little gel in my hair after a quick dry, I paid and tipped her and was on my way. "How can I get her involved in all this?" I thought to myself as I started to exit the building.
