Kim's next destination was the Beauty Salon. She had been thinking about a hair trim, a pedicure and a manicure, she was going to pamper herself. She wanted tonight to be perfect for Keith tonight, she was going to be as hot as she could be!
She walked into the salon, the little bell tinkling behind her. The owner looked up at her and smiled. "Hi there Kim!"
"Hi Ann." Ann Taylor's salon was the best in town, it was hard to get an appointment. Of course, Kim had an "in". She knew Ann Taylor much more intimately than many of her other clients.
She and Ann hugged and shared a very warm kiss, tongues meeting briefly. She hadn't seen Ann in a few weeks, she'd had the flu at the last meeting. As always, the chic brunette was dressed in the latest fashion. She had the warmest eyes Kim had ever seen, her cream-colored blouse and skirt contrasted with her dark tan. Kim's mouth watered every time she saw Ann. She adored her sweet Marcie, but Ann exuded sex from ever pore.
"How's Stan?" Kim asked, referring to Ann's husband.
"Lousy in bed, as usual." Ann sighed. "How's Keith?"
Kim giggled. "Wonderful, as usual. Still manages to fuck my brains out whenever I ask."
Ann grimaced. "Lucky bitch. Wish I had one like that."
Kim smiled. "Play your cards right darling, I may let you borrow him sometime."
Ann immediately brightened. "You mean it? Oh, I'd love that. Your husband is a honey."
Kim felt warm inside. Her Keith was a rare gem, she knew that. But would he be willing to fuck other women if she asked? He could be so straight-laced. She put the thought aside and turned her attention back to Ann.