A Night at the Hair Bar:
Okay, it's not really called the Hair Bar, but I've had so many wonderful close hair encounters there that that's what I like to call it. My favorite leisure-time hang-out for many years, it's right on the waterfront. Go by car, boat in the summer, snowmobile in the winter. Cool place. Soooo...
(Damn, I wish I could upload last night's visual and tactile experiences onto a computer chip and email it, so you could all experience it for yourself!!!)
This 50-year-old lesbo decided to have her birthday party at "The Hair Bar" last night. I knew there were about 100 invitations out (I wasn't one of them, but I'm good buds with the owner of the bar) so I made sure to get there early enough to have a seat at the bar. They had a six-piece band playing vintage rock, and the place was packed bar-to-wall, standing room only. Took me five minutes to get to the can, which was only 20 feet away, and I had to get intimate with three people along the way! LOL
I noticed this incredible looking blue-eyed brunette kept kind of catching my eye. Couldn't have been more than 5'1" or 2". Long, straight, thick, glossy brown hair to about her bra strap. After about my third beer, I noticed she was talking to another girl in an area that was pretty tightly packed with people, and on my way to the loo. Even though I didn't have to go yet, I knew I had to take advantage of the situation. hehe.
As I wound my way through the crowd, her back was to me, so of course I put my hands in her hair as it lay on her shoulders and back and very politely excused myself. Nothing more (yet) as I was laying the foundation for my plan. (I didn't really have a plan, but I was desperately trying to come up with one!!) Her hair was soft as a cloud!!!
The band hadn't started playing yet, so as I stood there with my dick in my hand, I was getting an idea. So I washed up, and began to make my way back to my barstool. Yes! Thank God, there she was, still in the same spot! I squeezed my way back through the crowd, and when I got to her and her friend, I said "I'm sorry" again, and then I said "I should have waited until the band started playing. Then at least I could pretend we were dancing." She laughed politely, her deep blue eyes sparkling, and turned around and began to grind her tight little ass into my crotch, as if dirty-dancing to some imaginary tune! OMG! I didn't have time to think, I just reacted. I put my hands on her shoulders, fingers entwining in her glorious thick silk, and bent down and rested my lips and nose on the top of her sweet, center-parted head, kissing her hair and inhaling the sweet, warm scent of her scalp! Un-Fucking-Believable!!! Needless to say, I dreamed about her all night last night.
And believe it or not, that wasn't the end of it. A friend (acquaintance, really) came over to say hi, with his girlfriend in tow. I've been attracted to her since before they started dating. She is also petite, and has long, stick-straight shiny hair that hangs to her waist. Last night it was in a tight, tight ponytail. My friend introduced us, not knowing if we had ever met or not, and as she leaned over to exchange pleasantries in the crowded bar, her long silky ponytail brushed over my hand and lap. I was the only one aware of this, and believe me, I was VERY aware of it!!! My friend makes no bones about the fact that he loves longhaired women. He was not long ago married to a pretty girl with long soft, full-bodied light brown hair to the small of her back. We didn't have an affair, but suffice it to say that if I had pushed the matter, I'm sure we would have!! I always wondered if my friend sensed it, because his wife flirted with me constantly. He never said anything. Now that they have divorced, I'm not sure his introducing me to his new longhaired honey was his best move! LOL!!
And to top the evening off, yet another close encounter! Another spinner, this one about 5'4", maybe 110 pounds, with long, glossy, ink-black hair almost to her belt. Super straight and shiny, almost Asian-looking. She really got into tossing it around, flipping it first over one shoulder and then another. Face like a bow-wow, but from the back, oh man she looked hot!! Another trip to the john and I managed to get a double fistful of that long shiny mane! I can still feel it slipping through my fingers like fine white sand.
I LOVE THAT BAR!!!!!