My birthday was coming up and my work colleague and good friend Becs invites me to spend the weekend with her and her partner Bob. Bob is not her real name, it’s just a nickname given by Becs because as you may have worked out Becs and Bob are gay. Becs was 30 something, stunning looks, breasts to die for and we became friends at work because we got on so well, we would laugh and joke and I would even steal the occasional hug but that was as far as it went.. Bob was closer to my age, late 40’s, a BBW in stature and a warm personality to match, again Bob and I got on well on the rare occasion I met up with them because I didn’t judge them on their sexuality.
Author: gordon3man42
The Haircut. [oral, down blouse, MF] Pure total fantasy based on a monthly visit to the barbers.
I have been going to the same barbers almost monthly for as long as I can remember. I’ve seen various members of staff, always male, come and go over the years until a couple of months ago when my trim was done by a new member of staff called Lyn (they all had their names in a graffiti style font above their station). My first visit was very pleasant; having a haircut always involves being in close proximity with whoever is holding the clippers, and being able to have the sweet scent perfume wafting past my noses was more preferable than aftershave.
Last weekend it was time for my monthly trim and I struck lucky again and got seen by Lyn. After the obligatory barber/customer chit chat and my usual buzz cut (they’ve come to know how short I have it) she asked ‘would you like your beard trimmed as well?’ Seeing that I had no other plans for the day, I simply said ‘yes please’. Usually when I’m having my haircut I can only look at the side view of whoever is doing it and with Lyn there was an extra challenge because on my last visit she wore a strappy top, I managed to get a glimpse of some sideboob but it was a good opportunity to admire her tattoos. However this time her top looked quite loose and didn’t cling to her curves like last time.
I was slightly disappointed because up until the suggestion of a beard trim I felt that I was missing out on the booby bonus but that soon changed when she stood in front of me with her trimmer and leant forward, it was like winning the lottery, her top flopped forward and even without my glasses on I could see her voluptuous cleavage. Because she was so close to my face it was obvious where my eye line was looking and whereas I thought she was going to stand up with objections her hand went to my crotch, even with that cape thing on she could tell I was hard.
‘We are offering a new service’ she said in a low sultry voice’, ‘ we have a new room set aside out the back for waxing services, it’s £20 for the chest, £25 for the back and £35 for the pubic area’. I have shaved my cock and balls before but I’ve never made a good job of it. ‘I’m interested in the pubic area, but ummmm, who will be doing it?
‘me naturally’ she smiled ‘shall we?’
She led me into a dimly lit room with a sink and chair on one wall, various boxes dotted about, a stool and a massage table in the middle. ‘pop your things on the chair while I’ll go and warm the wax’ I was nervous at first about stripping off but when Lyn return I was on the table naked from the waist down which was raised up on one end so that I wasn’t completely flat,. I could see Lyn checking out my sustained erection as she sat on the stool next to the table ‘good, your nice and ready, having a hard on will make the waxing process easier’ I explained that I haven’t shaved for ages and this is my first proper wax ‘be gentle with me’.