The Salon

The Salon The Salon

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

A new job - but how long will it last?

Summary

A new job - but how long will it last?

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Submitted: June 06, 2012

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Content

Submitted: June 06, 2012

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Finally I had laid the ghosts of the past 3 years - divorced, 29 with 2 kids aged 6 and 8 -  I hadn't worked for 9 years and had finally got off my ass and found some paid employment. I'd trained as a hairdresser in my teens and, until my marriage and subsequent pregnancies, I'd been good - even opening my own shop. Which following my messy divorce had had to be sold to pay off my bastard ex-husband.

So here I was, as nervous as a teenager on a date, about to re-enter the world of women's hairdressing. I had been told to report to the salon owner, Sharon, at 8.15 to be introduced to the rest of the team. It was strange, I was the second oldest person working there - only Sharon being older, at 46.

i soon got back into the swing of the job, gradually proving myself to both Sharon and the other girls who worked there, eventually being trusted to lock up on the Wednesdays when Sharon was teaching hairdressing at the local college. All of the girls took it in turns to lock up the premises - abd yet I felt that at times there was something not quite right about how the girls looked when it was their turn.

Things came to a head one Wednesday when I was working a bit later - doing a favour for one of Sharon's friends who was going out that night, I finished her off and after she'd paid, began to tidy up to help Michelle, who's turn it was to lock up. Michelle was about 19 years old, and very pretty - dark hair cut in a bob, slightly pointed face and  a firm good body, and a great sense of humour. As I swept the salon I heard the sound of someone crying in the staff restroom. Slowly opening the door I found Michelle sat on a chair sobbing her heart out. Asking her what was wrong she begged me not to leave her alone to lock up. I asked her why and she said she didn't want to be on her own when 'he' came along. Pulling a chair up next to her I asked who 'he ' was, her reply shocked me - she said that Sharon's husband usually popped in just as the girls were about to lock up. Knowing that they were on their own he would lock the door, and taking them into the staff room, tried to have sex with them - shocked I said that she should report him to Sharon, she replied that Sharon knew all about it and had sacked the last 3 girls who had said no. Refusing to believe that her husband would do anything of the sort.

I told Michelle to get her coat and go home, telling her I'd lock up. All the time thinking to myself that I'd make Sharon's husband suffer for what he had done. I began to form a plan, texting Sharon, telling her she had some urgent mail at the salon which needed collecting tonight. then I waited.

After about 10 minutes, I heard the front door open, then the latch was dropped and footsteps crossed the floor. I pretended to be cleaning the staff room, my back to the door but keeping one eye on the door through the mirror. The door opened and I saw Sharon's husband - he was about 48, overweight and announced his presence with a faint aroma of body odour. he stepped into the room and closed the door behind him. "You must be the new girl" he said, licking his lips and staring at my body, "I'm Rod, Sharon's husband" - his hands lowered and eased his trousers from the erection which was obviously filling them out. "Well let me get on and I'll be out of your way" I said, continuing to sweep the floor.

Suddenly, Rod's hands were on my hips, pulling me to my feet and towards him. I pulled away from him trying to escape his grasp, but Rod knew what he wanted, and judging by the look in his eye, that was me. His hands moved from my hips to rest on my size 36DD boobs, his palms rubbing against my nipples - shocked I realised that they were hardening under his touch. 

At that point there was a rattling at the front door,thank God, it must be Sharon coming to pick up the mail I had texted her about. The second part of my plan sprang to my mind, if Sharon was to catch Rod in the act then the rest of the girls would be safe from him. I dropped to my knees and rapidly unzipped Rod's trousers, tugging them to the floor, closely followed by his boxers, "What the hell are you doing you stupid bitch," he shouted, "She'll catch us". that being my every intention, i took Rod's hard cock and placed it in my mouth, my hands grabbing his thighs, forcing him to stay where he was. I sucked his cock into my mouth, my tongue wrapping itself around it, my hands gripping Rod tighter. "Fuck, stop you cow, she'll kill me" groaned rod as I moved my mouth and tongue up and down his rigid member, my tongue licking his balls and back to his tip.

The rattling stopped and I realised that Sharon hadn't got into the shop, rod suddenly exclaimed "Thank God for that - she gave me her keys this morning - she can't get in however much she tries." By this point I realised that instead of being revolted by what I was doing and why I was doing it, I was actually beginning to enjoy myself. My pussy was getting wet and having a man's hard cock, irrespective of it belonging to a fat middle aged creep, was really getting me turned on. I'd not been near a man for 3 years never mind having a fully erect cock near me. Fuck I wanted that fucking right now, I filled my mouth with Rod's cock as my hands opened the velcroed top that made up our uniform, the reached behind me and released my tits from my bra. By now Rod was fucking my mouth - his tip caressing thew back of my throat as I eagerly sucked it.

rod eased his cock out of my mouth, my lips releasing it with a slight 'pop', he pushed me onto my back and undid my skirt, revealing my sopping pants, barely covering my wet and aching pussy. "Oh Rod," i shouted "Fuck me - I want you in me .... now", pulling the skimp y material down to my ankles, he knelt between my knees, stroking his moist cock. Then he rubbed his tip up and down my pussy, before pushing it into my waiting cunt. Fuck it had been so long, I thought, what have I been missing  these past years. My ankles crossed behind his back, pulling him deeper into me, his cock touching parts that had been untouched for so long. I began to fuck Rod as he began to fuck me, our bodies rocking together in hot, sweaty harmony. Both of us groaning and imploring the other to "Fuck me as hard as you can". Rod's lips came down onto my hard nipples - his teeth nipping at them as they stuck erect from my tits, aching for his attention. Then as he pounded into me I felt his legs begin to quiver "Shit I'm coming" he said fucking me harder, then as he stiffened and began to fill me with his hot cum I was racked by the biggest orgasm i had ever had, wave after wave of pleasure racked my body, forcing my feet to tighten around him- my cunt hungrily draining Rod of all his seed. Drained he flopped to the across me - his cock spasming into smallness. "You can lock uo again" he said. 

And you never know I may well volunteer to do so ....every week.

 


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