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From my very first visit to the Colors Salon, I had always been attracted to Susan. She was simply beautiful, with short dark curly hair and a slim, athletic body with round, perfect breasts that I always wanted to reach out and touch, wanting to feel them rubbing against my own breasts as I kissed her perfect mouth. But I had noticed the wedding ring on her finger on more than one occasion, so I figured the chances of anything happening between us were fairly slim. That didn't stop from wanting her, though, and as I prepared for my haircut appointment a few days ago all I could think of was dressing sexy to appeal to her. I wound up with a skintight, scoop-neck top that showed off quite a bit of my ample cleavage and a short, flared skirt with black lace panties underneath but no bra. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror as I was leaving, and thought, "Oh, Rachel, you look like such a slut," but that only made me more turned on than ever. When I arrived at the salon, the first thing I noticed was that it looked deserted. I knew I had a 5:00 appointment, but the sign on the door said they closed at 5:00, and half of the lights inside had already been turned off. I walked in anyway, a little unsure. "Hello?" I called out. "Is anyone here?"

"Rachel?" came Susan's voice, from somewhere in the back of the salon. "Come on in. You're our last customer today." The thought of being all alone with Susan sent shivers down my spine, and I walked further in with a smile on my face.

Suddenly, Susan appeared, dressed in a tight tee-shirt and blue jeans, and drying her hands on a small towel. She stopped short when she saw me, and I saw her catch her breath for a moment as she looked me up and down, staring at my breasts for what seemed like an eternity. Finally she looked me in the face again, and smiled as though nothing had happened. "Hi," she said, her voice the tiniest bit shaky. "Why don't you go ahead and sit down?" she asked, gesturing toward the slanted-back chairs attached to the sinks that were used for shampooing. I sat down carefully, leaning my head far back into the basin and leaving my big breasts on full display. Susan walked around to turn on the water, still glancing down at my breasts but trying to pretend she wasn't.

As the warm water began splashing over my hair, I couldn't keep a sigh from escaping my mouth. Susan began massaging my scalp with her warm, wet hands, in deep, slow, incredibly erotic motions as she leaned her chest over my face. I found myself getting incredibly excited, and had to use every bit of self-control in me to keep from grabbing her and ripping off her tee-shirt with my teeth. My mouth opened a little and I moaned softly, involuntarily, in response to this thought. I heard Susan's breath beginning to come faster, and she worked my scalp with her strong fingers faster and harder. Finally, she just couldn't take it anymore, and lifted one leg over me to stand straddling my body, streching her gorgeous torso over my face and still massaging my hair and head.

I simply couldn't resist this temptation, and I grabbed her slim waist with both hands, pulling her down to sit on top of me. Another moan escaped me as our pussys touched for the first time; though there were three or four layers of fabric between us it seemed like we were naked already. She gave up the illusion of washing my hair, and kissed me hard on the mouth, a wet, delicious french kiss that turned me on even more. I pulled the bottom of her tee shirt out of her jeans and pulled it off the top of her head, panting and kissing her all the while. She ripped my own shirt off me with her wet, warm hands, and I grabbed her and pressed her tight to me, smashing our breasts together in a frantic, tight embrace as we kept kissing, on the mouth and chin and neck. She felt my breasts eagerly with her left hand, while her right hand stole down my side and towards my crotch, under the elastic waistband of my skirt but over my lacy panties, to cup my mound and press against it firmly. "Annnhhhhh!" I called out, throwing my head back and thrusting my hips forward. Somehow, I managed to unzip her jeans and get them and her panties off her, as she peeled my off my own skirt and panties and began to kiss down my neck, squeezing one breast in each hand as she kissed down between them and down my flat stomach, making her way down to my already wet pussy. I spread my legs wide, and Susan kissed the insides of each thigh before pushing her mouth forward to lick my clit quickly, with just a flick of the tongue. l moaned loudly, holding my own breasts and squeezing them as Susan held my waist still and began carefully teasing my clit with her expert tongue. She plunged her long tongue far inside me, briefly, then flicked it against my clit, eating, kissing and licking me relentlessly. "Suck me... please..." I moaned, my head rolling around backwards and my hips pushing forward into her face.

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At this, Susan's mouth took hold of my clit and began to suck in earnest, harder and better than I'd ever felt. I cried out, clamping my legs hard together, squeezing her head between my thighs as I pumped my hips farther forward, pushing my clit further into her mouth. She sucked and sucked and sucked, and finally I came, in an amazingly powerful orgasm that shook my whole body for what seemed like a blissful eternity. We rolled off the chair together, and I found that rather than being exhausted I was only even more excited than I had been before. Bodies clamped together, we rolled around on the floor, breasts squeezed against one another and legs wrapped around each other, rubbing our pussys together. We stopped with me on top, and I kneeled over her, sucking each of her two beautiful breasts in turn and then moving my hands down to her pussy. Sitting back on my heels and leaning over her, I carefully separated her pussy lips with the fingers of one hand and pressed gently against her enormously swollen clit with the other. "Oooohhhhhh!!" she cried, trying to push my hand farther into her. I laid her down again, however, just massaging the inside of her vagina with the index fingers of both hands and barely brushing against the clit in passing. "Please... Please... I want it..." she begged, writhing around beneath my touch. Finally, I knotted the index, middle, and ring fingers of my right hand into one long, knobby extension and plunged this far into her cunt as I grabbed her breasts with my left hand. "Unnhh! Yes!! Yess!!!" she cried, pumping her hips up rhythmically, fucking my hand with all her might. I was getting incredibly turned on, just watching her, and when she came, spasming and screaming, I was so close to orgasm myself that I couldn't resist it. I scooted up her body, still kneeling over her, while she was still spasming from her own orgasm, and grabbed her perfect ass in both hands, pulling her pussy up to mine and grinding my clit against her pussy, fast and hard, until I came myself, collapsing on top of her and calling out her name. We lay there for a while, wet with our own juices and lazily kissing and licking each other's nipples as we recovered from the strength of our orgasms. Before long we were starting to get excited again, and Susan rolled over on top of me, taking my breasts firmly in her hands and kissing me. It was then that I caught something moving out of the corner of my eye, and I glanced over to see a tall, muscular, handsome man, staring directly at us with wide eyes and an open mouth. I gasped, and Susan looked inquisitively in the direction of my gaze, her own eyes widening when she saw who was there. "Derek!" she said, sitting up quickly. He closed his mouth and swallowed, and Susan and I both at the same time noticed the fact that he had a rather sizable hard-on under his jeans. We looked at each other and smiled, and Susan got up and walked over to him, extending her arms and smiling invitingly.