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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Okay story two...
Again, in Los Angeles, but a different hotel... I was staying with friends at a really cool place that had all sorts of stuff in there. A Barbers, Tennis Courts, Cinema, BBQ areas... all kinds of stuff.
So, one day my mates I was sharing with had to head out of town for a few days for a meeting in San D.
That same day I decide I'm going to head out to a gig with my other friends, since I have the room to myself. So, I went down to the barbers that's in the hotel. I was sort of in a daydream so didn't pay too much attention to what was happening. There are only two women working in the barbers, and I was the only customer.
So, this lady asks what cut I want and I assuming she's cutting my hair. But nope, I tell her what I want and then she walks out and this super hot woman comes walking in and says she'll cover me while the other girl goes on a break.
I don't know how to describe how hot she was - 5'11, not just slim but athletic too, blonde, her ass curved out from under the tight shorts she was wearing. She had on this low cut t-shirt that made it impossible not to stare at her tits. She spoke with a really refined American accent, she almost sounded English. As much as this description might make her sound like she was dressed innappropriately, she wasn't. She seemed really classy and intimidated me a bit tbh.
So anyway, she's cutting my hair and we're talking a lot and making a lot of eye contact in the mirror. She didn't know where England was, which then led to a lot of jokes. As we're chatting I notice she keeps biting her lip and pausing. Not in an overly obvious way. I just notice it every now and then.
So she finishes cutting my hair and takes the robe thing off of me and shakes it off. As she does she notices some hair fell in my lap. She reaches fairly innocently to brush it off. But me, being typically awkward, jumped because I didn't expect it. She said sorry and laughed and then I could feel myself blushing a bit. I don't normally get flustered but she was super hot and confident. It was un-nerving.
Anyway, I paid for my cut and left. The next day I head to the hotel reception with the intention f saying that I'm expecting a visitors later that day and to let them up to the room if *insert name* arrives.
So, I get to reception and it's the same woman who cut my hair working there! We chat a bit and I notice she's flirting a lot. She's saying how she only works in the barbers let to help out (its next to he reception area) and that she gets extra cash for doing it. In the middle of talking she suddenly says "sir, does this bag belong to you?" I was confused, and she pulled back a curtain that was behind reception (it's hard to explain but there was an open plan room behind the desk, and it had a curtain instead of a door).
She says "I think we have your bag here" and gives a cheeky grin and I finally realise she's trying to talk to me somewhere private away from the reception.....
(And I have to leave the house right now in the middle of writing what happened! I'll finish it when I get home ) |
