Hopping off the Harley, Michelle was taking her helmet off and dragging her fingers through her knotted hair as she spoke – "I've got to brush my hair Robert, if feels like a flock of finches has built a home in here and I'm afraid they're going to have little ones hatch any minute."
"No problem Sugarplum. I'll grab a beer and wait for you." knowing that this could be a while, Michelle was meticulous about her hair and it often took her 20 minutes or more of messing with to get it where she wanted it.
"Thanks sweetheart, I won't be long."
That was before she entered the ladies room, sat in front of the mirror and got a good look at the Gordian knot that was her current coiffure. Looking at herself she thought "This is going to take a while."
Just then one of the stalls opened up and a tall, lanky brunette emerged wearing a miniskirt that just barely reached levels of decency and a top that was unbuttoned to reveal more than ample cleavage. Michelle felt a kinship almost immediately.
"Oh honey, you are a mess..." Trish, the brunette, said to Michelle who thought the same thing. "Here, let me help you with that."
Before Michelle could protest, her brush was in Trish's hand and she was pulling at the bottom of Michelle's knotted strands. "You've got gorgeous hair Sugar, but you're treating it like a teenage boy treats his first car. It's a love/hate thing girl."
Trish's voice sounded like a girlfriend Michelle used to have when she was in high school. A cheerleader's voice, husky but sexy. "You just sit there girl. Let me work on this a bit." Michelle sat obediently in the chair provided for the ladies who came into the lounge to touch up their make up as Trish continued her tugging and stroking.
"What did you do girl?"
"I was on a bike all afternoon and we finally stopped for some lunch and a drink. I should have tucked my hair away, or at least put it in a beret, but that's water over the dam now."
"You can say that again girl. You'll be lucky if you don't have to cut these knots out."
It was a quiet day at the Kick It Inn, and the ladies room had only the two of them in it. The music from the juke box was piped in
"Can't buy me lo-ove..."
Michelle was trying to drag her fingers through the hair on the sides of her head while Trish was working and her arms were up when she bumped into Trish's crotch. "Oops, excuse me."
"No problem girl... Now, this is going to take a bit, do you want me to keep calling you 'girl' or do you have a name you'd like me to use honey?"
"Michelle, I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking. And, thank you for helping me." then "I don't know your name either."
"Trish... the dish." Trish laughed softly at her little joke.
"Well thank you again, Trish."
Trish worked on the strands on the other side of Michelle's head and, when she did, she pressed her body closely on Michelle.
'Something's off' Michelle thought to herself.
Trish continued to work on the other side of Michelle's head and moved back and forth as she did so and Michelle could distinctly feel a bulge where no bulge should be. Confused but enjoying the attention, she tried to think what the heck the bulge could be.
"You alright, Michelle?" Trish asked.
"Yeah." Michelle responded quizzically. "Just thinking."
"What you thinking, girl?" Trish pressed closer on Michelle's shoulder and that threw Michelle off even more. The aroma. Michelle knew that aroma anywhere. It was covered up for the most part by Trish's expensive fragrances, but it was still there, the smell of a man.
"I'm a little embarrassed." Michelle responded "You smell like you just had sex."
"Just had sex!!! Yeah, that'll be the day!" Trish laughed heartily at the comment. "So where did you get that idea?"
"Well" haltingly "I love men and the smell of a man... 'there', and you smell like you've just had sex with someone and it's making me really horny."
Trish laughed again. "So you love that smell, huh?"
"Oh yes, it does me in."
"Hang on honey, you're in for a surprise."
'Huh' Michelle thought and just as the thought went through her head, Trish stopped brushing and, with both hands, lifted the miniskirt up and pulled her white silk panties down. A beautiful, perfect, 6" cock jumped out and hit Michelle on the cheek. She was so shocked she turned her head more towards Trish and was nose to eye with Trish's one eyed lizard. "Oh my GOD!" Jumping back as far as the chair would allow, which wasn't much, Michelle stared at the dick in her face, then quickly up at Trish's face, back down, and back up again. "Holy shit!" Her mouth slightly open from the surprise, Trish's dick now slapped up against Michelle's lip.
Trish had already tucked her panties underneath her balls both freeing her hands again and holding her dick up in Michelle's face. She started to brush Michelle's hair again and as she did so she leaned in a little which had the effect of pushing the tip of her cock just inside Michelle's startled lips.
"Mmmmphhh.."
