To Catch a Sub - 008 - Sex Stories

To Catch a Sub - 008

... floor and the sleek black sedan responded instantly. The car leapt forward and in seconds the speedometer was vibrating just over the 100mph mark. Angela's eyes were wide, and she was gripping the sides of the seat tightly. He let off the accelerator and the car slowed back down to the normal speed limit on the highway. Angela let out a whoosh.

"God damn Tony."

"Cool huh... and we weren't out of power yet. "

As they turned around and headed back to town, they continued talking. Angela happened onto something that Tony hadn't considered.

"You said that Sasha's nipple was already badly bruised?"

"Yeah. I could see it."

"What's going to happen when you try to give it a squeeze and she reacts. Any normal husband would want to know what is going on with her tit."

Tony thought for a moment.

"I guess I won't touch it for a few days."

"Will that make her suspicious?"

"Maybe not. She has lots of other fun places to touch."

Angela laughed as they drove back to her office."

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Tony picked up his pickup truck. The salesman handed him a deal sheet for his pickup, and he was pleasantly surprised at the value they placed on his old work truck. He headed home and after spending the afternoon driving the BMW, he had to admit that the truck was a bit of a beast and not as comfortable as he remembered. He had one other stop to make before he was ready to head home. He pulled the truck into a parking lot and headed for the door.

Inside of what ...

... the sign said was Bernie's Custom Cuts, he was a little uncomfortable. He was met by a petite young brunette who asked if he had an appointment. She found his name on the book and in a few moments, a young man with a definitive swish to his swagger, came around the corner with a huge smile.

"Tony! So glad to meet you. I'm Able. Constance said you might be calling. Come on back and let's see what we can do for you."

He followed the young man to a small setback near the back of the salon. At Able's insistence, he sat down in the salon chair. It was certainly not like the barbershop where he routinely had his hair cut in his old-fashioned crew cut style. Able swiveled him around so he was looking at the wide mirror over the backbar of the area.

"Constance said you were needing to get your grooming up to par with your new sense of style, which I might add is very nice. Love that jacket."

Tony wasn't quite sure what to say. He nodded and mumbled something he thought was appropriate.

"Thanks."

"Let's see."

Able walked from side to side looking at Tony's in the mirror and occasionally running a comb through his hair."

"There's not much we can do with this up here."

He touched the top of Tony's head with the comb.

"We can start to shape the sides and the back. It will take a couple of months to get it where we want it."

Tony watched in the mirror as Able looked at his face and then swiveled the chair and leaned down to look closer at his cheeks and ...