Uncut, Color and Smile

A Sexual Fantasy

— By KilledtheCat

I fantasize that while having my hair cut, I'm spun to my right just as a woman is spun to her left in our respective chairs. We're both held hostage by our haircuts and we lock eyes, staring deep into each other. The murmur of the salon fades in an out and after our haircuts we meet at the door to the salon. We kiss. We make a mess of each other's hair. We stumble to the waiting area and have sex in front of everyone, but nobody watches.

We finish, put our clothes on and go on with our days.

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