Rachael had trained to be a hairdresser and beautician and worked at her mother’s salon in town. She loved her job and her clients often giving some...of her favourite male clients late appointments after everyone else had gone home. These clients always appreciated a haircut from a naked stylist and happily gave her a generous tip. Sometimes she 'accidently' double booked some with another man or Joanne. Everything was fine. Family get togethers were always fun sexual affairs. Christmas, Easter. I have on thigh highs & 5 inch red heels. The dress is beyond tight & you can tell I don't have panties on. I have nails & lipstick to match the shoes & I've curled my red hair a little. I kiss you once as you enter. I need a minute to finish getting ready but can't help but notice the bulge you have. I grab the front of your pants, smile and simply say "be patient". I walk down the hall & can feel you staring at my ass. I get a little wet but resist the urge to hike my dress & have you follow. Slowly, I slid Kara’s skirt down…sliding my hands over her tummy and her ass. Lingering over her creamy thighs…then I slid her panties down her smooth tanned legs. She did the same for me. We hugged our bodies together so he could see us rubbing together. He had taken his shirt off and was lying there in his shorts. He pointed to me. “Suck it good for me.” He pointed to Kara, “Come sit on my face and let me eat that pretty cunt.” She straddled his face, and I heard her breath suck in as his. I decided she wanted me to hang around for two hours. Was she angling for me to take her to bed?"I'll wait until I get home to eat. Thanks anyway," I said, thinking that if she didn't go make herself something to eat it was a sign that she wanted to fuck."Are you sure? It won't be any trouble to make you something," she said, standing there dressed in shorts and a T-shirt, no bra, no panties.I made up my mind. Quickly, I took two steps toward her. "You want me to fuck you, don't you?" No, I.