My MILF hairdresser shows me the back room

I was nervous opening the door to the salon. The last time I was this nervous going in was my first time. Might as well have been.

I first came in here twenty years ago to get my haircut. I was a scrawny, twenty five year old kid. Mandy was about forty years old. Her body and blonde hair made her quite the MILF. Turns out her husband worked with my dad, so we hit it off quickly. I started drinking with them occasionally and we all became good friends. A couple of years go by and they divorce.

I kept going in to get my haircut and always kinda hoped something would happen. However, she would take any pass I made as a joke and I would pivot that way. I kept getting my hair cut there till I moved away for work.

Now, I'm the age she was when she got a divorce and dealing with one of my own. I came back to my home town to see family but decided to swing by to say hello during my evening walk. The sun was setting as I approached and I saw the hours were still the same…closing in thirty minutes.

To say Mandy was surprised would be an understatement. She was in the middle of her final job for the day. I walked up to her and gave her a big hug. She said something about me being much bigger than when she last saw me (I started working out a couple years ago), to which I replied "Oh, it's not just me, girl." I ran my hand down to her lower back and pulled her in tighter. She let out a small sigh as I did.

Mandy pulled away and swatted my chest with a giggle. She offered me a beer and I sat down to chat. I watched her delicately cut and curl her client's hair, a woman named Beth who was probably in her mid sixties. We all made small talk until Mandy asked where my wife was. I decided to get the truth out there. Why not let her know I'm single?

She was shocked and Beth was very empathetic. I assured them both I was fine and we were parting on good terms. The conversation turned back to a more casual tone and carried on. Except, Mandy kept glancing my way. The look in her eyes shot a rush of blood to my dick.

Mandy finished up Beth's hair and saw her to the door. I was about to stand to either leave or at least pretend to, but I heard the door latch and turned to see Mandy locking it.

She approached me and said, "come see my new renovations," as she passed by. I popped up and followed her into the back. Mandy guided me through the narrow hallway to a room with tanning beds and a massage table. She wasn't kidding about renovations.

She explained that the new girl she hired was licensed to do massages, so she decided to take advantage of it. She showed me all the little details they had thought of and how they decorated. "Well," she said, stretching out her arms for a hug, "thanks for stopping by."

I stepped up and wrapped my arms under hers as I pulled her in. She grabbed me tightly and continued to hold on even after I figured she would have let go. I slid my hand down her back again to which she nuzzled her head into my chest and made a quiet moan.

I slid my thigh between her legs and pulled her close until she was grinding on it. She looked up at me and we kissed. Her hand snaked down between us. Her fingers played with my drawstring as she tried to get into my shorts.

We broke our kiss. She leaned against me as I stumbled back against the massage table. Her hands went to work on my shorts and before I knew it, she was on her knees, pulling my shorts and boxers down.

My cock sprung out and she chuckled. "Holy shit," she shouted, "if I knew you were this hung all those years ago…"

Mandy's voice trailed off as she kissed the tip of my dick. Her tongue darted out as licked up and down my shaft. I braced myself on the table as her mouth sent shivers through my body. My cock swelled against her mouth and she giggled and moaned in approval.

"You're really going to like this then" she said.

In one smooth motion, she licked up my shaft until she got to the head and sank her mouth down around me. I groaned as she sucked me deeper into her throat. She bottomed out and started bobbing her head.

I could feel every centimeter of my cock wrapped in her throat and mouth. Her tongue moved against my shaft as it slid in and out of her mouth. She bottomed out one last time and pulled her mouth off my dick.

"I haven't gotten to suck a cock in ages," she panted.

I smirked and replied, "Well, all the more reason to not stop now," as I placed my hand on the back of her head and pulled it back towards my dick. She didn't even hesitate…just opened her mouth and got right back to working me.

Even though her mouth was expertly trained, I decided I had enough. I pulled her up by her arms and tossed them on the table. She followed perfectly and planted her hands down.

I grabbed the waist of her yoga pants and pulled them down aggressively. I knelt down and started eating her out. She was already soaked. I licked her once and she squeaked. I buried my face in and immediately felt her hand reach back and grab my head. I would've stayed there an eternity but her legs started shaking and she was moaning loudly.

I was buried deep in her pussy when she came and soaked my chin. She stood there with both hands on table panting. I stood and wiped her from my face. I kicked her legs further apart and sank in with one smooth thrust.

She was ready for me. I was ready for this…fifteen years ready for this. She took me in with a small grunt. Meanwhile, I placed one hand on her shoulder and the other on her hip, and started getting into a steady rhythm. I wasn't wasting any time. I wanted to make her cum again. I wanted her to crave my cock after my trip ended.

I picked up the pace and really started drilling. She eventually dropped on the table and started making a noise I can only describe as gibberish and moaning. This pussy hadn't been claimed in a while and I was happy to do it.

She was getting close again. Her body was tightening and her breathing was getting shallow. I put the final touches on it for her when I grabbed her hair and pulled her up off the table a bit. Suddenly, my dick was pushed out from inside her, followed by the sound of liquid hitting the floor.

I looked down to a small puddle on the floor and my cock coated in white. I laughed and smacked her ass. A high pitched chirp interrupted her groaning.

I didn't let her rest. I rolled her onto the table on her back and climbed up between her legs. I lifted her apron and aimed my cock as I thrust back into her. We both groaned as I sank in.

I couldn't even find a rhythm. I just pummeled into her. "Oh yes. Fuck me…" she trailed off as I laid down on her and started pumping as deep as I could.

I could feel myself getting close. Chills ran up my spine and I could feel my cock swelling as much as possible. I wrapped my hands around her shoulders and piped my MILF hairdresser.

I started grunting and she noticed right away. "Cum in me baby," she cooed, "deep in me."

That was all I needed. I unloaded. I shot rope after rope into her as I milked myself dry. My thighs spasmed and I made noises I couldn't control.

I collapsed on her as I pumped out my last few spurts. She let out a loud sigh and wrapped her arms around my head. I lay there enjoying her pussy but wasn't sure what to do.

"So," she said, giving me a sense of relief, "are you staying on your folk's couch or do you want to sleep in a bed with me?"