How long was that hair? (another story)

by Dekker

A Long Hair Story - the right woman in the wrong place!


Once, I was at a shopping mall with my former wife and our nephew (despite of the break-up I still consider him as one). We went there because we promised him to see a cartoon movie! After the session we had a meal and decided to walk trough the aisles. At the fist floor they decided to have an ice cream and I sat in a bench, waiting for them. Nothing interested for me in that sunday afternoon! But, something strange, like a misplaced scene took my attention! I saw a girl being conducted in wheelchair by another girl. She must have been some kind of birth problems and, for these kind of things, we must be discrete, so I decided to dodge my sight! I noticed that conducting her wheelchair was a girl who wasn´t very pretty, but had one thing that caught my atention : a considerable amount of hair molded in a huge bun! Wow! The time stopped and everything got frozen in that environment. I was totally hypnotized by that amount of black, thick, shiny and silky hair! She was some kind of nurse or relative, because she expended a lot of care with the handicapped girl! I tried to not show my uncommon interest in her hair, but I got really stuck, because it was huge! Very huge! Looking at that bun I begin to imagine how long would it be: waiste length? Over the butt? Down to the knees? Reaching the heels?

To spoil my moments of pleasure my former wife and our nephew arriveda and it was needed to be more discrete than ever, but I was curious about it and the wheelchair was still moving! What could I do?

In a fraction of seconds my luck turned and everybody got interested in some kind of sales promotion int that place. It deviated everybody´s attention and by the meantime the conducting girl realized that I was looking fixed at her! I must have been shown a face of an idiot or something, because she begun to notice me and her concearning face turned into a horny face! I couldn´t believe! It seemed like a telepathic thing or a transmission of thoughts! She smiled, stopped the wheelchair, released the chair bars, slowly conducted her hands to her head, bended her head to her back and …

Oh! Yeah! My pray were finally heard! She released the sticks that are tighting her beatiful long hair!

Oh my god! A black cascade of hair fall over her back… (I could even hear the splashing sound!!) I have to say she has a real long hair! It reached almost the high of her knees! What a wonderful and uprobable scene! My eager will was to grab her from behind and give a deep breath in that bunch of hair, feeling the smell of her perfum, the heat of her body and the softness of her hair, that black nest of hair!

By that moment I must have been totally undiscrete, because she realized that I was stuck with her long hair and she begun to face me and tease! Looking fixed at me she was simulating to comb her hair with open hands , like trying to arrange it, and preparing an updo! She made it three times, making the hair flow over the air! She grab her hair into a tail and made many turns around her bun, placing the sticks again! One interest detail is that she seemed to use her force energically to control her hair, which gave an impression of a thick and wild hair. I would like so much to grab that tail strongly, pull her girl toward me, like trying to dominate a wild horse! By that moment she looked at me with the most cinical look in the world! She grabed the weel chair again and begin to move ! At the same time my former wife and the kid returned! I couldn´t do anything more! They´re gone!

These were some seconds that seemed to be minutes and that scene I´ll never forget! Unfortunately, I didn´t have a cell phone with a camera to share it with you guys!

Best wishes, Dekker!