A Little Trim With My Hair Stylist

I’ve known Gloria for almost ten years now. The beautiful sandy blonde and her husband Randy live on the next block. Their backyard barbecues are always a big hit. It’s a popular hangout in the summer, and they always seem to have plenty of beer and alcohol on hand. It dawned on me the other day that we may miss out on those get togethers this year, with the “social distancing” rules. Gloria has been affected more than most people I know. She’s also my hairdresser, and Governor Reynolds rule temporarily banning hair salons has taken its toll on her.

I like to keep my hair short, and it’s been getting pretty shaggy without her available to cut it for me. I called her to tell her how much I miss her company as well as her barbering skills. She said she misses everyone too, and was going crazy sitting at home all day.

I really felt bad for my girlfriend and asked if there was anything DJ and I could do for her. She assured me they would survive, but admitted that she missed the social interaction with her customers. I definitely agreed and told her how scared I was to cut my own hair.

Gloria said if I wanted, I could come over and she would give me a haircut if I was okay with that. I didn’t want to get her in trouble, joking that she’d have trouble cutting my hair while keeping a distance of six feet. We laughed it off, realizing it was probably a bad idea. However I believe Gloria was anxious just to have someone to visit with. She tried to convince me to come over and cut my own hair at her house, and she would walk me through it from a safe distance. I hesitated at the offer, but Gloria insisted it would be easy.

I took her up up on her offer, telling her I’d be over in a few minutes. I felt both excited and guilty at the same time, wondering if we could get into trouble. I figured ‘What could it hurt?’ and walked over to her house.

It was an awkward situation when she let me in, as we tried to give each other plenty of space. Gloria invited me into the kitchen where she had all her utensils and equipment laid out on the table. She apologized for her appearance, as she was apparently just lounging around in her bathrobe.

”If this is a bad time, we can try it again later” I offered, sensing that she wasn’t ready for this.

“Nonsense!” she answered back. “I was just about to give myself a trim anyway.”

She had a mischievous smile as she put her coffee on the counter and tied her hair back, telling me to take a seat. I was curious how this was gonna go, but took a seat at her kitchen table, waiting for more instructions.

I was somewhat shocked when my sexy stylist opened her robe, flashing her naked body. It was a quick glimpse, and she giggled as she covered back up.

“I guess I didn’t say what I was trimming, did I?”

Gloria caught me completely off guard with her little game of peekaboo, but I wasn’t complaining. I always thought she had a cute little body.

She dropped her robe, standing in front of me in the nude. Her hands wandered down to her hairy pussy, where she gently tugged on her pubic hairs, staring at me for a reaction.

I gazed at her tight naked body, licking my lips as I returned a devilish smile. This was definitely not part of any quarantine rules. I unbuttoned my top and took off my top, tossing it onto the table. Gloria flashed an encouraging smile as I started to undo my pants. She reached for some shears and ran the sharp metal over her tiny breasts as she watched me strip down to my underwear.

I reached down, rubbing myself through my skimpy white panties as we quietly enjoyed watching each other. Gloria ran her scissors along her body, making a long winding trail down to her fluffy muff. She gave me a sexy look before taking a couple snips, letting the loose hairs fall to the floor.

I don’t know how she could keep such a steady hand! I was getting aroused just watching her delicately trim her patch for me. As much as I wanted to jump in and help her, I tried to remain calm, sitting there at a safe distance. To my younger friend, it was just business as usual, with her clippings piling up on the floor.

Gloria grabbed some hand soap and applied it to her crotch, lathering up. I could barely control myself as I was starting to lather up too! My undies were getting soaked as I continued to play with myself while Gloria soaped up her pussy. She reached for a razor and carefully cleaned up around the edges as I looked on. I think I had an orgasm the second she brushed the razor up against her protruding clitoris. It’s almost as if she was shaving me.

My kinky hairdresser glanced up with a huge smile when she noticed the effect it was having on me. She kept up with the teasing trim job, slowly working her way around her engorged pink pussy. She left a little triangle shaped patch and wiped away the suds, showing off her new look.

Gloria loved flaunting her freshly shaved pussy and gave me a sexy, menacing look.

”Your turn!”