The Original Temptation of the Barbershop Queen

Author: anweianxin
Word count: 78502
In the summer of 2006, I graduated from university and started working. I rented a house in an urban village. The rent was cheap. Many villagers built their buildings very high, and each floor had seven or eight houses for rent.
The villages in the city are relatively dirty and messy, and there are all kinds of people, but they are more lively and the prices are very cheap. One weekend, I went to eat in a small restaurant on the street. I passed by a small barbershop. The decoration was simple and not as trendy as other barbershops.
There is only a dilapidated sofa seat in the shop. There is a suite in it. I didn’t see anyone. I guess the boss is in it. When I came back from dinner, I looked at the barber shop again. Someone was getting a haircut. To my surprise, the barber turned out to be a beautiful and fashionable woman, about 34 or 5 years old, and relatively plump.
The customer with haircut was talking to the proprietress for some reason, which made the proprietress burst into hearty laughter, which was nice and charming. I couldn’t help but stop and stared at the proprietress. Her hair was curly and partly dyed yellow, draped over her shoulders. She was wearing a black coat and gray jeans underneath. Her plump buttocks and slender legs were stretched out tightly. The proprietress is wearing black high-heeled shoes, the heels are not high but relatively thin, making people want to put the heels in their mouths when they see them.
I didn’t dare to look too much, for fear of being discovered by her, but I was reluctant to leave, so I pushed open the glass door and went in. The proprietress looked at me, and there was a smile in her winking eyes, which made people unable to help being intoxicated. She exuded a charming smell all over her body.
“You guys cut your hair?”
I pretended to be calm and nodded, looked around the room, I didn’t even have a stool to sit on.
“Wait a minute, this one will be ready soon!”
I noticed that the customer who got the haircut was a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties. He saw me looking at him in the mirror, and nodded and smiled at me. I am relatively introverted and afraid of meeting strangers, so I noticed that the other party greeted me, and I didn’t know what to do for a while, so I nodded awkwardly to him.
“Don’t you find a chair for others?” The middle-aged man said with a smile on the corner of his mouth. His smile made people feel very friendly, making people willing to associate with him.
The proprietress feigned anger and patted him on the back: “Didn’t you cut it out, get out of here!”
The proprietress had already cleaned up for him as she spoke. From the words, it could be heard that the relationship between the two seemed very familiar. Finally, the middle-aged man touched the proprietress’s buttocks and left with a smile.
After sending Brother Lin away, the proprietress came over to ask me to wash my hair. Her hands were not small and exquisite, with large palms and slender and fair fingers.
Afterwards, the proprietress cut my hair while finding topics for me to talk about.When asked where I work and where I am from, of course I answered her without any concealment. Unexpectedly, the proprietress and I are from the same hometown, we are not only a province, but also a county! Then her attitude towards me was obviously a lot more intimate, and she chatted with me about the people and customs of my hometown, which made people feel very cordial.
After the haircut, we talked about everything, not because I would please her, but because the proprietress herself is a master of communication. She is not only beautiful, but also has a lot of experience and can communicate with people very well. Chatting with her makes people feel very comfortable, and I want to say anything to her from the bottom of my heart.
She called me little brother, and asked me to call her Miss Li, and told me to come to the shop more often if I was free. I wanted to come here often, but gradually I found that the barber shop of Miss Li was often closed, usually in the morning, and closed at seven or eight in the evening. Anyway, I pass by her barber shop several times a day. When she is there, I chat with her, and I get closer and closer to Sister Li. Sometimes I go to eat, and she will go with me. We live in the same place and have similar tastes. Every time I have to pay for a meal, she refuses to let me.
One afternoon, I deliberately passed by her store again, and saw her getting a haircut. She saw me and asked me where I was going, and I said by the way, to buy fruit. She asked me if I would repair the computer, and said her computer was broken, and asked me to come back and take a look for her. I quickly agreed, and quickly went to buy fruit. When I came back from buying fruit, she had already cut the customer’s hair, so I walked into the store and gave her half of the fruit. Sister Li didn’t refuse, and thanked me with a smile. Then it took me to the suite inside. As I thought, it was her bedroom, but it looked messy, with clothes everywhere. My eyes were mainly on her shoes, socks and underwear, which were fatally attractive to me. I also saw a pair of men’s shoes and men’s clothes.
“I’m too lazy, the room is like a kennel.” She casually lay on the bed, put one leg on top of the other, and raised one foot, so sexy, I almost couldn’t resist kneeling at her feet to worship.
There is no major problem with her computer, and things can be done in more than ten minutes, but I deliberately delay the time, and she chats casually with me on the bed. It was mid-afternoon at that time, and there were no customers coming to cut their hair. After half an hour, Sister Li lay down a little sleepy. She yawned and said, “I was too tired from playing yesterday. I’ll sleep a little longer. You can repair it slowly.” She kicked off the shoes on her feet, pulled up the quilt to cover half of her body, “Little brother, help me close the store, it’s closed today.”
I was overjoyed in my heart, suppressed the surge of excitement and closed the store door, and went back to Sister Li’s bedroom. She was lying on her side on the bed with her eyes closed, and her two beautiful feet in silk stockings were stacked together.
I suppressed my desire, patiently sat down in front of the computer desk, and looked back at Sister Li from time to time. She was so charming and noble in her sleep!
About ten minutes later, I thought that Sister Li should be fast asleep, so I fixed the computer, and then called softly, “Sister Li.”She didn’t respond, so I felt relieved, stood up gently, and fixed my eyes on the high heels she just took off, as if these shoes were my world.
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