My mother has a friend whose name is Nora. Nora is a hairdresser. She has been my mother's hairdresser for about three years now. My mom would always comment about how unhappy Nora was in her marriage. I never really paid much attention to what my mom was saying, because I usually heard these stories over and over again. The husband does not understand her, he never listens to her, the usual stuff. Anyway, about a year ago, I went with my mother to get her hair cut. I had never seen Nora until that day. I could not believe what how she looked. She was 36, tall with average-sized tits, but her ass and legs were heavenly. Her ass was firm and round, and her legs were very toned and shapely. She could certainly fill out her jeans.
Nora and I hit it off immediately. We talked non-stop that day about everything. The exchange was somewhat flirtatious, but not exceedingly. I tried to keep it within reason. I did not want to push my luck because a man becomes pathetically desperate after a while. Anyway, since we hit off, she told me to come back when my mom came back in the next time. Of course, I did.
Over a period of about 4-5 months, Nora and I became closer. I did not want to get too close, though. Sometimes I would stop by her shop to say hello and talk for a while. As we continued to get closer, I began to get the stories on her husband. She related to me that she got married too young, that he did not try to please her, and that he only cared about himself. I was a good listener, and I think she appreciated that. All the while, though, I could not help but be attracted to her. Here she was with her dark blond hair, gorgeous face, and killer body. The clothes she wore did not help keep myself focused, neither. She would wear tight-ass jeans with a cut-off shirt showing her sexy stomach, or she would wear little mini-skirts that had me drooling.
Soon our conversations became more flirtatious and sexual. She said her husband would not go down on her early on in their marriage, and now when he tries to she just tells him to stop. She said she told him that because since he did not try before, why start now. She also said that when they fuck she just lays there and tells him to hurry up and get off. This started me thinking. I just could not believe that this hot-ass 36 year-old woman could be a prude. She dresses provocatively, like she is begging to get fucked. I figured that she does not like what she has at home. I started to believe that with a little work on my part, I could fuck this hot woman.
I am not a stud by any means. I just believed that, based on our conversations, her husband sucked in bed. I am fairly good when it comes to sex. I have had women tell me that I eat pussy well, and I can last for a long time. I have a decent-sized cock, but I am not hung. Anyway, I figured that when the time was right, that hot pussy would probably be mine. I was somewhat hesitant because I did not want to come on to her and then have her get pissed. I wanted to be sure that I was not reading too much into her complaining.
Then it happened. Nora closes shop at 6:00 pm, but usually hangs around for a while afterwards. I drove by her shop and noticed that she was still there, so I stopped in. She was dressed in this tight tan-colored mini-skirt and a low-cut top. I knew this was my chance. Darkness had fallen, so that made things a little easier with the shades being pulled.
We talked while she was cleaning up and while she was preparing to close the place up. After a while she finished and locked the door and sat down. After chit-chatting for a while, she got up and was standing at one of her counters flipping through a magazine. She pointed something out to me and she had me come over a look at it. I was standing next to her and I accidentally (really) brushed up against her. She did not move. To be certain, I brushed up against her a couple of more times, with a little more skin contact, to see if she would move away. She did not. That was all that I needed. I moved in closer and put my arm around her waist, and she began to brush her tits up against my chest.
This was it. I started kissing her neck and she slightly sighed, and then I knew I was going to fuck her hot pussy. Within seconds we were facing each other with our lips locked. While our tongues played little games, I got bolder and I began to massage her legs. I let my hand creep up to her hips, and I began to rub her legs from her knees up to her hips. Her breathing was getting heavy, and she was beginning to moan slightly. I started to rub her sexy stomach, and I let my hand go up to her tits. I cupped her tits in my hands, and that really got her going.
