The Beginning and The End

He said, "I am Brad and you must be Brandi? I usually don't work on Sundays but Ellen is such a good client I could not say no to her. Ellen talks about you all the time. You are much better looking than she led me to believe. In fact she called me this morning and told me she was not coming with you I was expecting you to be alone."

Brad was six foot one, blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, he looked to be between twenty-five to thirty. I knew this guy was a womanizer. I didn't know if I wanted Brandi with him. I was glad that I had come along. I knew Brandi was not drinking so I didn't see any problem.

Brandi said, "Thanks for the compliment. This is Nohj, my boy friend and he is missing his football."

Brad reached out and shook my hand. "I want to show you two what I have done to my home. I bought this house five years ago and decided I was going to have my shop here. When you walked in you are in the waiting room. You can see there is a big screen and I have direct TV. Nohj you can see all your games while I do Brandi's hair. You also can have a beer a glass of wine or a soft drink the frig is stocked. Follow me down this short hallway, on the right is the bathroom. At the end of the hallway is my office."

I said Brad, "Did you do all this work? It looks great."

"My friend who is a general contractor did 90% of it. I had to hire another contractor to do the electrical."

We were standing in Brad's office. There was a window in front of his desk that looked into the shop. You could see everything that was going on. Brad reached up and pulled the blinds down. At the left side of the room there was a door right before you stepped into the shop. I reached to open the door, Brad stopped me.

"This is my storage area. I keep all my excess supplies, my perms and color in there. It is usually locked you can't trust anyone. I really don't want you to see the inside it is really a mess. Lets go ahead and go into the shop. This used to be a three car garage."

Brad opened the door to the shop and we walked in. On the right hand side was two cutting areas with hydraulic chairs. To the right of the chairs there was a door that lead to the outside. The whole back wall, where the garage doors use to be, was a large room where he did all his chemical work. On the left side of the room was four shampoo bowls. Still on the left side was a changing room. I walked into the changing room. I noticed there were mirrors on all of the walls and a large couch.

Brad asked me, "Do you want to go back in and watch the football games while we get started?"

"I guess so I don't want to watch you cut her hair that would be a real bore, when I have football on."

I went back inside and turned the TV on and grabbed a beer. I decide to go back to Brad's office to take a look and see what they were doing. I pulled the blinds up a couple of inches. I had notice when we were taking the tour through the shop that there were mirrors on the office wall, looking at the office from the shop. That lead me to believe that Brad had installed two-way mirrors. That meant I could see them but they could not see me. I notice a speaker so I turned it on, I could here everything that they were talking about.

Brad was looking at Brandi's hair suggesting how much to cut. He also suggested a type of coloring and Brandi seemed to agree with him. Brandi was also having a glass of wine. I do believe this was her second glass. This sort of worried me.

Brad said, "I want you to go into the changing room. Take all your clothes off and your boots. The reason for this is when I am doing any chemical work its possible I might spill what ever I am using. I just want to protect your clothes and those beautiful boots. Here is a smock that ties in the front put it on. While you are doing that I am going in to see how Nohj is doing."

I knew I had to get out of the office and get back to the TV. I let the shades down and out I went. I could almost see the door in the office that lead to the shop from where I was setting. I heard the door open. In a reflection from a mirror in the office, I saw Brad go into the storage room. I thought maybe he is getting the chemicals that he was going to use.

Ten minutes later Brad walked down the hall towards the waiting room where I was. He said, "Nohj how is it going, is your team winning? Brandi is starting her second glass of wine. I think she is getting really relaxed. I have to ask you a favor. Please don't come out to the shop. When the door is opened it will cause a sudden draft and it really can affect the chemical that I will be using."

"Sure, I am in the middle of a game and my team is six points behind. So if you hear some hollering don't let it bother you two just get her hair done."

He left the room with a big smile on his face and didn't say another word. Now, I knew there was something being planned and I was going to watch. The hell with the football game! As soon as I heard the door close I went back down to the office. My first thought was to look into the storage room. You would never guess what I found? Two-way mirrors, that means he stood there for ten minutes and watched Brandi take her clothes off. I got the biggest tint in my pants it was really exciting for me waiting to see what was going to happen. I pulled up the chair in front of the desk. Then I lifted the shades four inches, setting down for the show that was going to come.

Brad took Brandi over to the shampoo bowl and washed her hair. He then took her into the chemical room. I heard the blow dryer going. I could see him applying something to her hair. When they came back to the styling area Brandi had a plastic bag over her hair. Brad sat down in one of the chairs and Brandi sat in the other. They had been together about twenty-five minutes. Nothing is happening my hard on is starting to go away. Maybe he didn't like what he saw when Brandi was undressing. There is no normal man out there that would not like to see those thirty-four double D's, maybe he is gay.

I decided to go back to the football game and see how my team was doing and another beer. I watched the game for about ten minutes. I started getting curios to see if anything was happening between those two. I got back in the office and Brad was standing behind Brandi messaging her shoulders.

Brad said, "Brandi we have about twenty minutes more for this color to be on."

They started talking about everything football their jobs. Finally Brad took Brandi over to the shampoo bowl and rinsed the color out. They went back and Brandi sat in the hydraulic chair.

Brandi said, "Brad we have talked about football, hairdressing and my job. We have not gotten into family. Are you married do you have any kids, what's going on in your personal life?"

"Well, I have never been married, no kids. I am twenty eight years old. My mom and dad are still alive. I am really close to my dad. My mom ran off with another goy when I was ten and have not seen her since. My dad got married a year after she left. His new wife has been a mother to me. They have been married seventeen years. This stuff I am going to tell you I usually don't talk about. Not many people know this. Two years ago a drunk driver T-boned my mom's car she is now a vegetable it has almost killed my dad. He goes to her every day and sets with her. If I could I would pull the plug but there is no plug. She could live like this for another thirty years."

Brandi got up put her arms around him, kissed him on the lips. He put his hand right on her boob and squeezed it. They kissed for about two or three minutes really passionate. He undid the front of her smock and slid his hands in and started playing with her nipples.

"Brandi I have to go to the restroom I'm so sorry." When he came back, he said, "I want you to get rid of your boyfriend? He has been watching us. The shades were pulled up and the speaker was turned on in the office. I would feel a lot safer if he was not here. I really don't like him.

Brandi thought for a couple of minutes, "I think I have an idea. I will be back in a minute."

Brandi walked into the waiting room. "You still watching the football game?" She asked me.

"No I am playing with myself. (Which was almost true.) Are you two through?"

"We have had a lot of trouble with this color. We have to do it all over. I was wondering if you could do me a favor. I will give the list of things we need for tomorrow. While he is getting my hair straightened out you can do the shopping. Its going to be another two hours."

"Give me the dang list. I will try to get everything done."

Brandi left and came back with the list. She gave me a kiss and went back to get her hair finished. The list was a mile long it was going to take me all of two hours to get everything. The first thoughts that went through my mind. I was not going to be able to watch. It was right around two thirty when I left. I ran, I went to every store. I got everything on the list.

I got back to Brad's at four fifteen. I parked down the street and quietly opened the front door. No body heard me come in. I looked down the hallway to the office. Brad and Brandi were locked in an embrace. They were standing side ways to me. I could see Brad had his hand under her tank top playing with her tit. I stepped back to the door opened and shut it real loud. They came walking down the hall towards me.

"Brandi your hair looks great. Have you paid him?"

"She took care of it. We had a great Sunday afternoon." Brad said.

"Brandi we have a lot to do so let's get out of here."

Brad looked over at me with a snake eating smile. He said to Brandi, "Give me a call when you get back in town."

Brandi went over and gave Brad a hug. Out the door we went. I was so anxious to get Brandi alone to find out what happened.

I said to her, "What in the heck happened after I left.

Before you left Brad had to go to the restroom. He jumped up and went through the office on his way to the restroom he noticed that the speaker was on, the shade was pulled up so he knew that you had been watching.

When he came back he said, "Get your boyfriend out of here he has been watching and I don't particularly care for that."

"I waited a while before I came up and ask you to go shopping. I had to think of an excuse to get rid of you. I will tell you the rest in bed tonight."

Brandi put her hand on me, I was as hard as a frozen bratwurst. It was almost six pm so we decide to stop and get something to eat. We stopped at out favorite Italian dinner house. I just had a big plate of spaghetti and two glass of wine, Brandi had the same. By the time we finished it was almost seven thirty. We still had to pack for our trip when we got home. Luckily our plane did not leave until eight, Monday evening. It seemed like this was taking for ever. We finally got everything done.

Brandi said, "I'm going to jump into the shower. Why don't you get in bed and wait for me?"

I took all my clothes off and got in bed. Brandi was in the shower for about twenty minutes. I had the biggest hard on that I ever had. I had dimmed the lights. Brandi came into the room, she had put a white thong on. Just like the one she had worn today.

She was standing at the foot of the bed, when she said, "After I got you to leave I walked back into the shop. Brad was setting in one of the hydraulic chairs."

He said to me, "Take the smock off, the thong also. I want to see that beautiful body of yours and see if you shave your pussy. My god Nohj doesn't deserve some thing like this!"

I dropped the smock to the floor and crossed my arms over my boobs, pretending to be shy. He got up out of the chair put his hand under my chin, putting his lips on mine. He slowly put his tongue inside my mouth. He tasted really good. I put my arms around him, pushing my boobs into his stomach. He had unbuttoned his shirt so we were skin to skin. He had a real hairy chest. I put my tongue on his nipple and started flicking it fast. He started taking deep breaths. I could feel his cock getting hard. It was right in my stomach.

I finally said, "Brandi get in bed I can't take this anymore."

"I just want to show you how I took my thong off for Brad. I rolled it down real slow so he could see my shaven pussy. I just wanted him to put his fingers inside me." Brandi replied.

"Brad picked me up and carried me into the changing room. All the time he had me in his arms we were kissing. He put me on my feet and dropped his pants and shorts. He sat down on the couch, pulling me over to him. He took his hand and spread my pussy lips apart. He started eating me out."

"These are the pinkest pussy lips I have ever seen."

"He stuck his tongue in me!"

Brandi started screaming, "OH! OHH! OOOOHHHH! My! GOOOOD it feels so good. Nohj stick it in deeper go faster I'm coming."

I had to grit me teeth so I wouldn't cum. I wanted to here the rest of the story. Brandi finally came back down to earth. I had to get a wet bath cloth to wipe us down she was as red as a beat.

She said, "Nohj that was so good I really do like story time, sometimes its better than the real thing."

"Am I going to get to hear the rest of the story?"

"Of course I will just talk in your ear and play with you. Brad stuck two fingers in side of me and was still licking my pussy. Brad laid back on the couch. I got on top of him. He sticks his cock inside of me. He starts working it real slow. All of a sudden I felt some lips on my neck. They were kissing and biting right on my shoulders. Two hands reached in from behind and was squeezing my tits. At first I thought it was you. A face came around and started kissing me on my lips. Sticking his tongue in and out of my mouth."

I heard, Brad say, "Dad isn't this beautiful?"

"Son you have great taste. This is just what I need."

So now I know who it is. I can't get up and run. I might as well enjoy. I have never done a three some with two guys. Brad kept fucking me and his dad stands in front of me totally nude. I take his cock putting it up to my tongue and start licking it. It was much bigger than Brad's. I put my mouth around the head and I could taste the pre cum. I stuck it all the way in my mouth sliding my teeth over it real fast. Brad was still humping me and squeezing my tits. Brad finally let loose inside of me.

Brad's dad pulled me off his cock and said, "I don't want to cum this way. I want to cum inside of you. Brad, get up its my turn I want the couch." He laid me down on my back.

He just stood there staring at me. "I feel like the luckiest man in the world right now. You are fantastic! Now I want to fuck you and you enjoy it." He said.

"You are one hell of a good looking man. I want you to put that cock in me." I said.

He ran his fingers up to my pussy, sticking them deep inside of me. He laid down on top of me. I could feel his cock going in me. He was kissing me. He had his tongue deep into my mouth. He started real slow. He would pull his cock all the way out and slowly put it back in. He did this six or seven times, he was teasing. I was so horny by now.

I screamed, "Fuck me hard, fuck me hard, I want to cum with you. I felt his cock hit bottom. He started humping me real fast. I was gasping for air, I dug my finger nails into his back and was biting his shoulder it felt so good.

"AH! Ah! Ah! oh! my GOOOD!" I yelled. I could feel his cock jerking inside of me. He was! He was! Getting off with me. We both clasped in each others arms. I was exhausted. I looked at him and said, "You were great. I don't know your name. I don't want to know it either. I will never forget you." I got up went to the restroom got dressed. I was waiting for you when you walked in and caught Brad and I kissing. Yes I did see you come in and so did Brad. He squeezed my tit real hard when he saw you.

I laid there and did not get off I was so intrigued with her story. I knew there would be another night that she would tell this one over. I Looked over at the clock and it was almost 12 o'clock. We had a big day ahead of us. We needed some sleep. I looked over at her she was sound a sleep.

We finally got everything packed and we were on our way for our eleven day trip to Tanzania. We had a direct five hour flight from SFO to Atlanta. Brandi sat next to the window, I sat in the middle, and an older lady sat in the aisle seat. We were really tired and we slept all the way to Atlanta, there was an hour lay over in Atlanta.

We were very lucky to get tickets on a British air bus A 380, which was taking a trial run from Atlanta to Tanzania. We didn't realize how lucky we were, because this plane was unbelievable! Everybody complains about the restrooms in most airliners, but the air bus actually had a shower, a sink and stool, of course, a makeup area, and a lounging area with one recliners and a couch. Our flight to Tanzania was a fifteen hour trip.

Brandi had picked out something very comfortable for her to wear. She wore a short sleeve white top, that cut right above her naval, showing her mid-riff and of course no bra. (Don't forget double D's) She also had on a white pair of leggings, that fit her very nice. The weather forecast was supposed to be in the high ninety's and a lot of humidity when we arrived.

We had booked this flight late, we did not have great seats. Brandi had the middle seat, I had the isle and a black gentleman had the window. As we were setting there we introduced ourselves. His name was Ammon and he was from Tanzania. He was the president of a large bank and he had been in the United States on a business trip. Brandi told him that we were on our honeymoon and we were going to Tanzania for a safari. She also told him that she was a zoologist and that she had always wanted to go on a safari in Africa.

Ammon said, "My son runs the most exclusive tours in Tanzania, they are booked up, years in advance. You two seem like a nice couple, I could give my son a call when we get to Tanzania and see if he would give you a private tour. If you are really nice to me, I do have a little pull.

Brandi was ecstatic, I thought she was going to wet her pants. Ammon did a lot of talking with his hands. I noticed that he would touch her leg and he would put his hand on her shoulder, with his jesters. Brandi was doing most of the talking with him. I got the feeling he wanted more than conversation. We had been flying for about two hours. Ammon said, "I noticed that you have been looking out the window, would you like to change seats with me?"

Brandi looked over at me and I said, "Why not." She then exchanged seats with Ammon.

Ammon said to both of us, "I am going to have drink would you two join me?"

Brandi replied real quick, "Yes, I would like a glass of white wine, I know my husband would enjoy a scotch and water."

Brandi was really caught up with this African man and his knowledge of safaris. She is even going to start drinking, there should be a danger sign going up. The drinks arrived and we continued conversing, with Brandi still doing most of the talking. Brandi and Ammon put their drinks down real fast and Ammon ordered another round.

I turned down his offer and said, "Folks, I am real tired and need to get a little sleep, you two go ahead and continue your conversation." I pulled my sun glasses out of my traveling bag, so my eyes could not be seen. I wanted to see what Ammon had on his mind. Ammon had his back to me and was facing Brandi. Brandi looked over at me and said, "He is out of it, he will probably be a sleep for three or four hours."

The next thing I heard was Ammon ordering another drink for the both of them. This is Brandi's third drink, this should start getting interesting. While they were waiting for their drinks to come, Ammon had his hand on Brandi's knee and was gently squeezing it. The drinks came and Ammon asked the attendant if he could have a blanket, he was getting a little chilly. The attendant went and got a blanket and brought it back to him.