The Ddy after my phone sex with Bob was a very interesting day. Full of firsts for me.
After listening to Bob described his night with Nikki and vividly describing her Chest to be I found myself really interested in checking her out. To see for myself what Bob Was describing to me. I had never really thought of a woman in a sexual way like that and really at the time I hadn't realized I was thinking of her that way. My mind perhaps wasn't honest with me. All I really knew is I wanted to check her out.
So I went to work that day about 2 in the afternoon and Nikki was already there. I felt my hart skip a beat when I saw her.
She wasn't dressed in anything fancy that day. A pair of kaki Capri pants and Light blue V neck T-shirt. It wasn't overly tight either but it was tight enough where I could see the curves of her chest well enough for my imagination to run with it.
I found myself sneaking peeks at her all day. Sometimes when I had a client in the chair I would glance in the mirror and look at her on the other side of the room cutting someone else's hair. I was checking her hips, boobs, Brown hair, legs, ankles, feet, and even her eyes. I spent more time checking her Boobs though since that was my plan but I found my mind wandering to just about how she looked over all. Really at first my thoughts on the matter involved the image of Bob fucking her silly.
This was a hot image but at some point during the early evening I found myself thinking of something else.
I know rate when the change happened. the Salon was empty except her, I, and a receptionist. I turned around at one point and there she was bent over getting something out of a lower drawer of her station. It wasn't a sex bent over pose but it did cause her pants to pull tight on her back side and I could easily see her panty line showing through. My hart skipped a beat but instead of Bob coming to my mind in regards to see this I found myself actually wanting to see more for myself. I mean I really wanted to go over there and grab Nikki's butt for myself.
Needless to say I blushed with that realization but it also excited me so I let it go on.
The next hour or so was really slow. It was a nice day out and no one wanted to spend a nice evening in a hair salon. I spent the whole hour talking to Nikki. I was being very nice and really trying to sound like a friend. Since I was trying to picture her naked it was easy to do. I dare say I even learned to like her more at that moment.
My mind kept wandering to her chest and Bob's description of it. I kept glancing at it wishing some how I could get her to bend over or do something where I could see more. It was a new experience for me and one I found rather erotic. So much so that I was getting very horny and it only got worse by the minute. At one point I caught myself thinking about her Tits and actually picturing myself sucking on her nipples. This was just too much. I excused myself pretending to have a bathroom emergency, which in a way I did.
I got in there and immediately locked the door and dropped my pants and panties to my ankles. I Leaned over the sink on one arm, then took the other and with the other hand I found my spot. Then I rubbed and rubbed. There was no point to try and make it a slow build or even worry about enjoying the moment.
Really I was already half way there when I went into the bathroom and it didn't take much time once my finger actually slid through the curly blonde hairs between my legs before I had a huge amount of pressure building.
I just kept rubbing and rubbing while thinking of Nikki's tits. I wanted to touch them, pinch them, and suck on them hard. Sad to say Bob never even entered my mind at this point. The only thing in my head at that point is what my husband often fondly referred to as girl on girl action.
I am not going to lie and say I've never touch a woman's breast before. I have. I've even sucked on a woman's nipples a few times in the past. You know how it is. You out drinking, at a party, Clothing comes off and us girls like to tease the guys around us. So I've done it but never for my own arousal. Only as a tease or something to arouse a man. This was honestly the first time I could remember where the thoughts of doing it with another woman turned me on and brought me to orgasm.
And what an Orgasm it was. The pressure built to a breaking point and there, in the salon bathroom, leaning against the sink, my pants and panties at my ankles, my eyes closed, and my hand between my legs, I came really really hard thinking of doing it with Nikki. A girl I really didn't like much before that day. It was quite a rush.
The rest of the night just flew. I was flustered and almost lightheaded. Thankfully I only had a couple more clients that night since I don't think I could have handled much more.
You would think after the huge orgasm my sexual needs would be fulfilled for the night but really I think it only slowed them down. Heck my last client of the night was a really cute guy and I found myself actually plotting the odds of being able to get him to take me home for a wild fuck. Sure I always flirt with guys when I am cutting their hair. They tip more when you do. But this guy could have had a lot more than a hair cut had the situation been a bit different.
Sadly though it didn't work.
Still all wasn't lost at that moment. Both Nikki and Becky (the receptionist) noticed my more than the average attempt at flirting with a client and began to tease me about it while we cleaned up for the night.
"He was cute" Nikki said.
"Yea I guess he was." I said, somewhat blushing.
Truthfully I am not sure that would have matter. He was a guy, I was horney. I can't say I really gave too much thought to how good looking he was. Certainly he was someone I found attractive but I don't thing he was a chiseled god or anything.
"He's married" Becky Said.
"So?" Replied Nikki. "That wouldn't have stopped me. And by the sound of things, it wouldn't have stopped Lynn either."
"You seemed almost desperate girl." She pointed out.
I gave a sigh and simply said. "Yea I guess I was a bit over the top there."
"Over the top?" said Becky with a laugh "Lynn you grab your hair dryer at the end of the cut and asked him if you could blow him. I thought his jaw was going to hit the floor."
We all had a good laugh at that.
After the laughter died, it was Becky who dropped the serious question.