Eri walked down the sidewalk towards the hair salon. She was early for her appointment today, but she figured that it was better than being late. She made sure to get her hair trimmed up every month just to keep her split ends from coming in. Of course, the fact that she had a little crush on her hair stylist may have had something to do with her regularity at the salon.
Eri turned down the store fronts of the strip mall, finding the small salon tucked behind two much larger stores. Argon was a boutique salon that catered to mostly professional women, looking to have stylish and classy hair, without being too trendy.
Being a professional waitress probably didn't place her in their usual clientele.
"Welcome to Argon!" greeted the receptionist as soon as the door was pulled open.
"Eri!" can an enthusiastic shout right after.
The usual receptionist was sitting in her seat at the front podium, the light from her computer screen visible on her face. Standing next to her, leaning over the small desk was a young woman in her 20s, her lightly dusted skin easily giving away her Hispanic heritage.
"Look at you getting here all early," the cheery demeanor of the young woman caused a bit of red to creep into Eri's face.
"Well, I didn't want to be late..." she trailed off not knowing what else to say.
The light skinned beauty who was leaning over the desk gave the waitress a genuine smile. Butterflies danced in Eri's stomach at the smile, making her just a bit nervous. The hair stylist stood up from the desk, her curvy body coming into full view, drawing Eri's eyes. She didn't mean to stare, she really didn't. She wasn't the kind of girl to be impolite like that, but she just couldn't seem help herself.
"And that's why we like you, Eri. Always so punctual."
Eri blushed lightly again at the compliment. She usually didn't get flustered all that much these days, but there was just something about the Hispanic beauty in front of her that made her feel like she was back in high school and crushing on someone for the first time.
"I'll go ahead and take her now, Sherry," the hairstylist glanced at her receptionist. "Not much going on at the moment anyway."
It was just after one in the afternoon on a Tuesday. The hair salon was basically empty. Most of the employees were off on a lunch break or not scheduled in until later in the day. Eri knew from previous visits that things would pick up quickly by four o'clock, but in the middle of the afternoon, most of the salon's clientele were still busy at work.
"Come on Eri, you can follow me," the hair stylist waved at Eri and turned to move back to the different stylists' stations. The woman's easy-going smile won her over every time.
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Yes, Lisa," Eri quickly moved to follow her hairstylist further into the boutique salon. Her eyes were glued to the attractive woman in front of her. Lisa was wearing a close fitting black top with three quarter sleeves and a tight pair of dark blue jeans. Those jeans hugged her ass perfectly, showing off every contour of its deliciously round thickness.
Eri didn't even realize she was biting her lip as she followed along.
She silently trailed behind the hairstylist past all the spacious, well maintained stations to the back hallway. Tucked into a corner, out of view of the rest of the salon was a much smaller workstation with far less space than the ones they had passed. It was very well organized, however, and impeccably clean. Lisa was fastidious about that sort of stuff.
The beautiful Latina turned the comfy chair around and beckoned her guest to sit down, with Eri quickly complying. The hairstylist pulled a blue curtain closed, giving them a bit of privacy in the back corner. Eri watched the woman's body as it moved around the small area, her eyes glued to her hips as they sauntered back and forth. She had to hold back a sigh as she felt a brush make contact with her hair.
She felt her body sinking down into the chair as the brush started stroking her hair, running softly across the top and sides of her head.
"So are we going with the usual today?" Lisa asked, her voice felt as if it was right next to her ear.
"Mhmmm..." Eri breathed her assent as she enjoyed the feeling of having her hair brushed. She could already feel the tension draining from her body as she let Lisa work the kinks out of her short hair. This was one of the reasons she liked going to this salon, they really made you feel like you were at a spa when you got your hair fixed.
"Well you just relax then, babe," the gregarious hairstylist continued. "And I'll take real good care of you."
Goosebumps appeared on Eri's flesh as she tried in vain to suppress a shiver. She could imagine all kinds of wonderful things that Lisa could do to take care of her. Most of them both involved them both being naked. It was too bad the gorgeous Latina was far out of her league.
After a few moments of quiet hair brushing, Eri's skin slowly returned to normal. The comfortably padded chair and the soothing strokes of the brush lulled her into calmness that threatened to put her to sleep. She didn't realize that her eyes had already slipped shut as she enjoyed the sensations.
"Hey, babe," she could feel the soft breath of the hairstylist against her ear. "Why don't we move you to the sink so I can wash your hair?"
"Okay," came Eri's quiet reply as she forced her eyes open. She obediently hopped of the comfy stylist chair and moved to small stool next to the sink. She turned around as Lisa cupped her head and let the stylist lead her body down into the cut out for her neck. There was a soft pillow supporting her back making her quite comfortable in her reclining position.
Eri looked up through her half-lidded eyes watching her hair dresser move around her body, grabbing the necessary supplies. From her vantage point, she was looking up at the soft contours of Lisa's breasts. Her close fitting black top showed off their shape nicely, and Eri found herself unable to look away.
Lisa leaned over her face, placing those lovely round globes just inches in front of her eyes, as she turned on the faucet. At this range, she could easily make out the little points of the young woman's nipples through the fabric of her shirt and bra. Eri would have thought that the stylist was doing it on purpose, just to tease her, if her work area wasn't so cramped. There literally wasn't any way for the woman to reach the sink without practically exposing herself to her clients. Eri simply resolved herself to enjoy the show.
The sound of water running out of the faucet reached Eri's ears as her eyes continued to follow the beautiful breasts passing in front of her. She couldn't help herself as a lidded smile quietly grew on her face. She could lay here all day watching the stylist's body moving over her.
"Mmmmmm," this time a sigh really did escape Eri's lips as the warm water cascaded over her head and soaked into her hair.
"You just relax while I wash your hair, okay?"
"Mmmkay," Eri really wasn't going to fight it. This was one of main reasons she looked forward to her salon day every month. Just laying back and letting the other woman wash her hair and massage her scalp was a tiny bit of heaven on earth. And after long shifts at the restaurant and being on her feet all day, she needed all the comforting she could get.
The soft hands gently threaded through her hair, drawing it out and making sure each and every strand was saturated in the perfectly warm water. She could feel her scalp growing warm as the water soaked into her hair and ran down her head. And when Lisa's soft fingers brushed across her temples, her whole world shifted.
Those soft fingers spent several long seconds slowly rubbing her temples, causing a warm tingle to run down the petite girl's spine. A long sigh from Eri accompanied the head rub, which trailed off as Lisa's fingers returned to running through the strands of hair that were now much darker from the water soaking through them.
"Just let yourself sink back into the warm water," Lisa's normally bubbly voice had dropped into a soft whisper. And Eri did just that, letting the tension on her body loose, trusting the stool and pillows to hold her against the sink. The pillows caught her body comfortably and cradled her into position.
"You can feel the warm waters soothing away all your worries, washing away all tension," the quiet voice began to fill Eri's ears, cancelling out all other sounds.
"Just forget about everything else as you listen to my voice. Nothing matters now except the sound of my voice and my hands massaging your head."
Following up on her words, Eri felt her stylist's hands begin to gently stroke her forehead, using the warm water to help slide across her skin. The shorter girl's vision blurred as the fingers caused waves of relaxation to wash down her body. The feeling of the stool and pillows began to fade away from her senses as Eri's mind focused on those magic fingers that were massaging her head.
"My hands are massaging away all your worries and fears," Eri could already feel the issues from her shift last night disappearing on the wind. It was as if the they were being drained straight down the sink.
"Just let your thoughts flow away, let the water drain your mind."
Draining... her... mind? Why was it growing so hard to think? Lisa's voice continued to echo in her ears, but it was so hard to concentrate on anything at all.
"Lay back into my hands and relax. Just relax."
The pillow Eri was laying against felt so soft and so welcoming. She could feel herself sinking into it, being enveloped on all sides by the sweet sinking warmth.
