She had been hairdressing for a number of years and had never crossed the client/stylist line, but she had been having fantasies about him for quite some time. He wasn't drop dead gorgeous but there was something about him. He was an attractive man, with a smile that would light up his face. They had a comfortable relationship, teased and joked all the time. He travelled a lot for business and always had interesting stories to tell. She flirted openly with him and he never seemed to mind. She had always wanted to invite him to dinner or drinks but never got up the nerve. Tonight he was her last client and he had just called to apologize but he would be about 20 minutes late. When Michelle the receptionist came to tell her, she said it was fine. Michelle had offered to stay late but she said it was ok and that she would close up.
With his running late she decided to get started with the clean up, she was in the back folding towels when she felt she was being watched... she looked up and there he stood leaning against the door jam, dressed in his usual Dockers and golf shirt and looking as good as ever.
"Well hello Jim, I didn't hear you come in." she smiled at him, openly pleased to see him.
"Hi Cathy, sorry for running late... meeting I just couldn't seem to end. Here", handing her a bottle of wine from behind his back "thought I owed you at least that for being late"
"Thank you... that wasn't necessary... " she smiled at his thoughtfulness. "Let me just finish with these towels and we can get started." She folded the last of the towels and turned to see him sitting in a chair leafing through a magazine. "Catching up and the latest gossip are you?" she teased.
He looked up and smiled at her... "Well had to keep my mind occupied"
She laughed "Follow me to the sink sir and we can get started"
She took him to the sink and draped him.
They chatted comfortably as she began to shampoo his hair, she always enjoyed this part of her job because it is when the client truly relaxed. She stopped talking as she began to massage his scalp. She looked down to see his eyes closed and a smile playing on his lips, she thought again how attractive he was.
He had been coming to her for months now, and couldn't get up the nerve to ask her out. But he had promised himself tonight was the night, he had to know once and for all if their flirting was just that, or if perhaps she was attracted to him as he was to her. He had always had fantasies about her since he first began coming here. When she shampooed his hair he often wondered if she lingered that long with all her clients or not, for her touch definitely stimulated more than just his scalp. She spent a great deal of time massaging his scalp and when she leaned over to get the shampoo he felt her breasts brush against his arm. She was an extremely attractive woman, and he loved the way she looked in her clothes, always dressed comfortably but tonight she looked particularly good in her low cut blue sweater that fit her just right and those black jeans and boots, her hair straight and framing her face just right. Her blue eyes dancing as she talked and when she smiled it lit up her whole face. He peeked up at her through half open eyes and watched a smile play on her lips.
Her mind wandered a little and thought about what it would be like to kiss those lips... snap back to reality Cathy, she shook her head and she saw him looking up at her.
"What were you thinking Cathy? You looked to be about a million miles away."
She felt her face begin to go red, as he looked at her.
"Must have been a hell of a thought" he joked.
"If you only knew!" she composed herself and finished his massage and then rinsed him one last time. "Ok Jim you can head to my chair if you like, would you care for a cup of coffee? Or perhaps a glass of that wine you brought?"
"I'll have a glass only if you promise to join me" he replied smiling at her.
"Now... I can't have you drinking alone now can I?"
He headed off to her seat and she opened the wine and grabbed a couple of wine glasses they had for those staff meetings after work. She walked over to her station and handed him his glass.
"Cheers... here's to great haircuts and much more" he proposed.
"Cheers..." she smiled "hmmm... this is good, I should probably get started cutting your hair before I finish that glass, other wise you will be here all night and I don't want to hold you up tonight."
"No worries here Cath, I am done for the day... so take your time, always enjoy when you run your fingers through my hair."
She laughed "Well ok then..." She went about the job of cutting his hair as they chatted and talked comfortably. Stopping every now and then for another sip of wine. She felt his eyes on her the entire time. She had dressed specifically for him today, wanting to show off her assets without being too sleazy. He talked about his day and the trip he had just returned from. "You know Cath... I truly look forward to this part of my month, always enjoy your haircuts." He smiled at her.
She was running gel through his hair, she turned him around in the chair and leaned over slightly to check to see if the sides were even, she felt his eyes lower and could see a smile playing on his lips.
"Like the view?" she teased.
It was his turn to blush, but before he could say anything she turned him back around and looked at him in the mirror. "so does it look alright to you?" she asked, as she rested her hands on his shoulders.
Ok he thought to himself its now or never. He grabbed her hand and brought it too his lips, kissing it softly and looking at her in the mirror "Perfect as always Cath."
She felt a shiver go through as she felt the softness of his lips on her palm.
