The Afternoon That I [M] Unexpectedly Came Inside My [F] 23yr old Hair Stylist Before She Moved to Seattle with Her Boyfriend
It was one of the most fulfilling, unexpected and best afternoons of my life.
I had been getting my haircut at the same place for the past 11 months. My stylist, Crystal had the ideal girl next door look. She was 23-24ish, long shiny brown hair with big brown eyes, one dimple and a laugh would reveal a seductive sideways smile when you said something in just the right way.
We always had a good rapport and a somewhat flirty relationship, but never anything more than I assumed she had with other customers.
This particular day, she gently put her soft hands on the back of my neck and said, "I have some bad news for you?"
"Oh yeah?", I asked.
"Yes", she continued, "my boyfriend and I are moving to Seattle. It's for a job opportunity for him and we will be gone in two weeks."
"Bummer", I said, not sure if she could sense my disappointment.
As she continued with the finishing touches of my neck massage she stated, "so maybe we can finally grab a drink before I go?"
"For sure." I said. "How much longer to you work tonight?"
She said I was her last cut and we could grab a drink afterwards.
She finished up the cut and neck massage and I couldn't help but notice her super tight stomach, toned arms and the phenomenal upper thigh gap clearance that you could see from firmly fitting yoga pants.
As we left the haircut place we started walking in the direction of a few bars about a half mile away. I literally lived two blocks from the haircut joint, I guess I had mentioned it a time or two before.
As I was throwing out potential bars we could walk to and grab a drink she interrupted me and said,
"Wait, don't you live around here? Wouldn't it be closer to grab something at you place? Do you have any booze at your house?." In a fairly innocent tone.
"Good call" I stated trying to hide my rapidly beating heart and the confusion and excitement of what this potentially implied.
As we got off the elevator in my apartment building, being a gentleman, I let her walk in front of me. She had a light grey hoodie with sleeves that hung slightly over her hands, and black yoga pants that seemed to grip that perfectly sculpted ass flawlessly.
We got into my place. Grabbed two white claws and sat on the couch talking. We were close. Not exactly close enough to call it intimate but sitting closer together than two friends would casually sit.
As we continued to chat, my mind was racing about where this could go. As I was doing my best to keep my mind on both the conversation and tempering my own devilish thoughts. She asked where the bathroom was.
She walked to the bathroom and I sat on the couch. Sipping my Watermelon White Claw, my internal self-talk was off the charts.
"Why don't you make a move and kiss her?" "Are you sure she just doesn't want to grab a friendly drink?" "Don't be fucking weird and ruin this.. she has a boyfriend." "Ofcourse she wants you to make a move she's in your living room and she's literally moving next week"
As I was having this frantic dialogue in my own head I heard the bathroom door open.
I looked and saw the same tightly fitted gray hoodie on top. But I could instantly see her bottoms had disappeared. On second glance, it was amazing. Her toned and tanned bare legs were exposed and I looked all the way up to find her baby blue panties covering what looked like her freshly shaved pussy.
She came closer and moved into me onto the couch. We were definitely past friend zone now.
She was within an inch of my face and she whispered "I hope this is ok" and she pushed her Apple-Cherry tasting lips onto mine.
I pulled her on top of me. We started to make out passionately and amazingly in synch. It was if we were exes re-hooking up as opposed to a first time thing. I wanted her so bad, suddenly I needed her.
She was still sitting on my lap. Grinding her hips into me with every passionate kiss. Even with my jeans fully on I could feel the heat coming from her panties.
I moved my hands to her upper thigh and could feel the humidity. As my hand got closer to the small stitches of baby blue fabric I could feel her breath moaning "yes". Encouraging my hand on the journey. It was hot as fuck.
I slipped a finger in and she was soaked. Gushing wet. As I heard her moan in pleasure and accomplishment I couldn't help but think I've never felt a girl this wet before.
As she continued to grind on my fingers, she pulled herself to my ear and whispered "I need you inside of me."
She helped me rip my jeans off and simultaneously my jeans/boxers and her drenched baby blue panties hit the floor.
Before I could even think or ask about a condom, she was back on lap. I put my hands on the back of her neck and pulled her pony tail slightly.
There was a 1 second pause and I saw that familiar seductive smile come out. She stared into me like a sexual conquest. She dove back in for a kiss but this time took her hand and reached back to glide a couple fingers into her own pussy.
