A Night to Remember
The party was taking way longer than expected to end so l made an excuse of working early the next day to get out of it quickly, even though l am self employed as a hair dresser at my own saloon. I stood outside on the street waiting to hail a taxi. I am 23 years old, only have wine occasionally like today and I never over drink myself. My name is Ana, l work out almost every day to maintain my curvaceous body before going to work in my favourite place. I mean being a hair fetish, what more could l ask for? I love transforming other people from long to super short hair while l like to maintain my own hair till my waist.
Oh and my hair is reddish - brown in colour, medium thick and straight in texture and my nape although generally shaved fresh, is a little over grown right now and super low. Today I am wearing a chic and elegant floral sleeveless gown in white, adorned with vibrant flower patterns scattered gracefully across the fabric. The attached skirt flows gently and ends just above the knees. l have a small black bag to complete my look with silver 3 inch tall heels. I was told to carry a set of big metallic clippers that we used for playing party games. Anyways, with my hair down and a large black over coat protecting me against the harsh cold wind l had to stand there for about 15 minutes before a yellow van like taxi stopped for me. The driver opened the sliding door to reveal a very spacious interior with a long plush leather seat, the seats facing the back had been removed for carrying more luggage probably?
I greeted the taxi driver and hopped inside the roasty taxi as l gave him the details of my home, sitting back comfortably as he began to drive me home. All l could see from the tinted partition and the earlier glance at him was that he appeared to be in his late 30's and had bright blue eyes, a well-kept stubble and a sharp jawline. He was wearing a brown coat with something blue underneath and his voice was very deep. It had been 20 minutes and the traffic was frustrating as usual even at 10 in the night. He suddenly opened up the partition, giving me a mini panic attack but l managed to keep a poker face as l clutches my purse tightly. I had roughly about 70 Euros cash for the taxi and some groceries as my home was just 13 kilometres away from my friend's house.
"Coming from a party eh?" His voice was smooth and deep as he looked in the mirror to speak to me.
"Yeah, just a home warming party, nothing much." I responded with a balanced tone.
"Good for you, l hope you have the money to pay for the fair cause l only accept cash." He piped up again.
"What? I mean yeah l guess." I responded a caught off-guard. He surprised me with the only cash statement as almost everyone was accepting card payments but maybe it was the doubt in my voice that made him stop the cab right in the middle of no fucking where.
"Are you planning on running out of the cab without paying me?" He turned to face me with those intense blue eyes, his voice concerning.
"No not at all...l am just surprised that you don't take card. I usually don't have cash on me but today l thankfully do." My voice was a pitch higher than usual as l felt on the edge.
He turned to face the road once again," You have pretty hair, quite long too especially for a modern woman. It's quite rare these days mostly l come across women with short hair, shaved heads or dyed hair. Truly unique and beautiful."
"Thank you." His compliment made me blush as l could relate with his observation from running a saloon, most women who were regulars got bobs, pixies, side shaves done. I almost told him about my undercut but decided against it at the last moment.
"Anyways, the fair is a 103 right now," he said flat out.
I became numb when l heard the absurdly high fair, not listening to his words anymore as my face grew pale.
"Wait what?" I asked with a very surprised high pitched tone. "How is that possible we have barely gone over 10 kilometres!!?"
I almost screamed at him as l saw, was that a sly smile? Before he started responding, his voice the same but the tone was different, a lot more commanding....
"Oh, l forgot to mention Miss, this is a special taxi and so the special fair. You don't have money to pay the fair do you?" He asked smiling teeth to teeth.
"No of course not l have about a 70 in cash and maybe l could pay it completely if you accepted a card. I... I will definitely complaint about this to the police though that you can be sure of scamming people like this!" I was speaking fast due to the mix of anger and embarrassment from the high fair.
"Calm down...calm down miss, what's your name?" He asked now looking back through the mini partition.
"Ana." I replied.
"Okay Ana, how about this: you do something for me and l will not charge you anything?" He asked eyebrows raised.
"Do what for you and why?" I was still angry at the fair price.
"Show me your tits, suck me off and maybe more only if you agree to it, otherwise the fair will be easily over 200 euros by the time we reach your destination." He spoke this like he has done it a million times, fucking women for a free ride in this absurdly high priced taxi.
I was too shocked to even respond, still processing the fact that he wanted me to suck him off for a free ride like a cheap whore. I didn't want to do it but since it was his taxi and l could never pay that much in cash. I slowly nodded my head in a yes, unable to meet his gaze. "Okay."
"Wonderful, now show me your tits while l drive us to someplace with a little privacy" I could hear the eagerness in his voice as his eyes were fixated on my chest.
I slowly pulled the straps around my neck and chest apart, allowing my naked breasts to hang out in the front. I wasn't wearing a bra as the party was just between and for our closest friend's circle of all girls. He smirked when he saw my shapy, perky breasts, my nipples hard from our conversation earlier. I push my hair behind my shoulders, tucking the loose strands behind my ears as my middle partition was visible in the dimly lit cab. He was driving a bit faster now, the outside too dark for me to recognise the place as he whistled looking at my breasts. He soon stopped the cab and jumped out of the driver's seat, walking over and opening the single sliding door to my side as he hopped inside. I could make out the tall trees in the dark and the muddy ground. We were in a national park before my home.
"Those are some firm breasts!" He commented as he closed the door, his hand immediately grabbing a breast each as he squeezed it tight and pulled me towards him with it.