"The lady from the store" by perperuk

"Women in Wigs" Project

"The lady from the store" by Perperuk.

I first saw her in the grocery store. She worked cash number 3. But God was she lovely. Her eyes were as blue as the sky. Her face was lovely. Her mouth the perfect shape. Her body a perfect size six. Small pert breasts, and dress very fashionable, But it was that hair, that lovely chestnut brown long hair that really drew may attention to her. Her hair was parted to the side, with a well placed pieces of hair falling gently over her forehead, stopping just short of her pencil thin, well defined eyebrows. Her hair hung straight to just above her breasts. She had crimped her hair probably a day or two ago, although her hair was not dirty looking, it looked as clean as ever. There were crinkles from the crimping iron the entire length of her hair. She had it genially pulled back from her face on the sides were her temples were, and secured just behind her ears with a barrette. She was lovely.
I went out of my way to introduce myself to her that day. I went through her cash and she greeted me with a pretty smile and some polite conversation. At the end of my purchase, I worked up the courage to give her a compliment. I told her she looked lovely, and if at all possible, could I buy her lunch some time and maybe just get to know her. To my surprised she said that she would like to have lunch with me. I told her I would be in the mall when she was ready. I looked at her name tag, and said see you then "Mandy", she seemed surprise that I called her Mandy, since her name plate said "Amanda". She showed up about twenty minutes after that in the mall and I told her my name and ensured her i just wanted to talk, and maybe become friends, since I found her so professional, and pretty. She smiled and we headed for the lunch counter in the mall.

Well by the end of the lunch hour, she had agreed to go out to movie with me, and the relationship started. I picked her up at 6:20 that evening. I walked up to her apartment and knocked on the door. When the door opened, this lovely young lady answered the door. She had lovely red hair, the color of a rich red rose. I was kind of surprised and asked in a puzzled way, is that you Mandy, your hair is different. She smiled and reached up and tossed the bangs over to the side. She said there was lots i never knew about her, and asked if It was a problem, that she didn't have brown hair. I told her I loved to see different hair styles on women, cause it made life interesting. We left and went to the movie. It was great, sitting in the near dark, this lovely looking red head on my arm. We enjoyed our selves and the movie ended faster then I wanted it to. Outside the theater I asked her if she wanted to grab a coffee and just get to talk, and know each other better. She agreed and we went to the cafe around the corner.

She did look lovely in the bright lights of the coffee shop, and I got the nerve to ask if that was her real hair color. I can usually tell if the person is wearing a wig, but with Mandy, I couldn't. She smiled and said does it matter? I told her that I thought that a women with the nerve to change her hair color had a lot of guts, she said she enjoyed changing her hair color, and she further amplified that by saying and wearing wigs. I always have a way of getting the ladies I know, to talk about there hair. It does something for me. She went on to explain that she never had too many boyfriends and that when guys got to know her, they usually found other reasons to end the relation ships. I told her how I was different from other guys, and that I found her to be bright, and refreshing. I told her she was a very lovely girl and that I would like to maybe see her more. She smiled and reached for my hand. Mandy invited me to her apartment to finish our coffee, and have a Danish. We left the coffee shop holding hands and I knew that it was going to work.

After about half a hour of talking and drinking coffee, I told her I had to use the washroom, and she said that I should go ahead, and when I come out of the bathroom, she would show me something. After a couple of minutes I emerged from her bathroom, I went into the living room. the lights were dim and Mandy was on the couch. She was blonde. Gee she had all kinds of hairstyles, and surprises. She smiled and asked me to sit beside her and tell her what was her favorite color wig, and style. I was flabbergasted, she was beautiful. I told her I loved the blonde, and the lovely red, but the brown long crimped hair was the sexiest. She smiled and said that, that was her favorite. She stood up and said follow me, I stood and followed her into her bedroom. It was pretty, in looks and accessories. On the table beside her dresser, were for wig stands with a red, brown, and a punkish looking burgundy streaked wig on it. She looked at me and asked which one should she wear, if we were to make love. I almost came right there, I asked her are you sure, you want to get intimate so soon. She said how she enjoyed my company, and that because of her fetish, she had a hard time finding a sex partner who would truly enjoy her kinks.

Well that did it, I had no idea what her kinks were, but making love to this lovely lady had to be a dream come true. I said, I love to make it with her and would like to see her in the long brown crimped wig. She said OK. She said for me to go into the bathroom and get into the shower. Then when I was dried off, she will be awaiting for me in the bed. She started to undo her top, as I entered the bathroom. That was the fasted shower I have ever had. When I emerged from the bathroom, a towel around my waist. Mandy was laying on the bed with this lovely set of lace baby dolls on, the crotch what little bows on it, tied shut. I moved over to her and laid down. She started to kiss me and fondle my cock. I was as hard as a rock. I asked her to mount me, and ride. She removed the panties and lowered herself onto my throbbing member. She had a bald, pussy. Perfect in appearance, and she took all of me. She rode me slowly, and I watched her long crimped wig swing side to side.

She was lovely and I talked quietly to her telling her how sexy she was, with all the different appearances and that I found her to be beautiful. She said she was kinky, and I asked her, what was her special kink. She told me to hold on for the ride of my life, and she would show me. I started to pump, so that we were both in sync. She leaned forward so that her long hair fell onto my face. I was looking her in the eyes as she rode me like there was no tomorrow. With her left hand she reached up and grabbed her wig, and removed it. There riding my cock was this sexy Goddess, as bald as a billiard ball. I stopped riding right away. She screamed F&CK ME....I started pumping with all my might, as my hands reached for her smooth head. She looked like a pixie, bald and beautiful. Her breasts bouncing, and her hands rose to the top of her bald head. She posed for me as I exploded inside of her. Her long wig of lovely brown hair laid beside me on the pillow. She fell onto my chest, and rolled to the side. I reached up and felt her smooth head. She was stunning. I couldn't get over how lovely she looked, bald. She said now you know why other guys don't stay with me. I have alopecia, its a hail loss disease. I used to be embarrassed by it, but I found a way to make it a positive factor in my life. What do you think, do you want to leave. ......No way, Mandy, your beautiful, and I find you to be a very special and pretty looking lady, hair or no hair. I'd like to stay with you, and If you would allow me, become your boyfriend.....She smiled, and said, I hoped you would say that. We kissed, and I found my hand reaching up to her lovely bald plate. Her hand reached for my manhood. I must be in heaven...