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Speaker 1: My name's Sam. I've been cutting men's hair for twenty
Speaker 1: three years, which is long enough to know two things
Speaker 1: for absolute certainty. One, they will always ask busy today,
Speaker 1: while watching you clearly be busy. Two, at some point
Speaker 1: one of them will say something that makes you consider
Speaker 1: early retirement or prison. You're good with your hands, babe,
Speaker 1: a guy said to me that morning, winking at his
Speaker 1: own reflection. I paused mid trim, looked at him with
Speaker 1: a glare. I'm even better with sharp scissors, I said, sweetly,
Speaker 1: and snipped them near his ear. Behind me, Joe snorted.
Speaker 1: Joe had been working the next chair over for years.
Speaker 1: She was brunette, same age as me, same level of
Speaker 1: done with everything, just slightly more patient, which wasn't saying much.
Speaker 1: When the guy left, she leaned over. You're going to
Speaker 1: snap one day, she said, I've already snapped. I replied,
Speaker 1: this is me holding it together. She grinned. We need
Speaker 1: a break for real. We'd talked about it for months.
Speaker 1: Now was the time to do it. Yes, I said immediately.
Speaker 1: Two weeks later, I was standing in the middle of
Speaker 1: a ski resort that looked like it belonged on a postcard.
Speaker 1: Snow everywhere, mountains like something out of a movie, log cabins,
Speaker 1: soft lights, the whole thing. I took one deep breath
Speaker 1: of cold, clean air and thought, right, this is it.
Speaker 1: This is where I finally get some me time. No men,
Speaker 1: no clients, No one is asking me if I do
Speaker 1: house calls. Okay, I said, turning to Joe. This is perfect.
Speaker 1: She nodded. Then a group of guys walked past, yelling
Speaker 1: something about shots and checking out the babes. I closed
Speaker 1: my eyes. Give me fucking strength, I muttered. We went
Speaker 1: out that night anyway, nice bar, music, fire going, and men,
Speaker 1: so many men. Within ten minutes. One of them leaned
Speaker 1: in and said, you girls here for a bit of fun.
Speaker 1: I looked him dead in the eye. I was, I said,
Speaker 1: but then you started speaking to me. Joe nearly fell
Speaker 1: off her stool laughing. Another one tried his luck with her.
Speaker 1: So what do you do, he asked, She smiled politely.
Speaker 1: I lose interest fast when men who smell of desperation
Speaker 1: and viagra come on to me. We lasted forty five minutes, right,
Speaker 1: I said, grabbing my coat. That's me done. I'm officially
Speaker 1: retired from men. Same Joe said, let's go before someone
Speaker 1: says one night stand again, like it's a compliment. The
Speaker 1: next morning, slightly hungover and completely over it, we booked
Speaker 1: a private sauna. We got to the sauna and the
Speaker 1: heat hung in the air. No interruptions, Joe said, dropping
Speaker 1: onto the bench, no talking, just heat and silence. Perfect,
Speaker 1: I said, wrapping a towel around myself. Steam filled the room, warm, quiet, peaceful.
Speaker 1: For the first time in a long time, I actually relaxed.
Speaker 1: Joe leaned back, closing her eyes. This is better than
Speaker 1: last night. Everything is better than last night, I said.
Speaker 1: A pause. Then our arms brushed, just slightly bare skin.
Speaker 1: I jumped as a spark of electricity passed between us.
Speaker 1: I glanced over. Joe was already looking at me. There
Speaker 1: was a second where neither of us said anything. Then
Speaker 1: she let out a small laugh. Well, she said, that's new.
Speaker 1: I exhaled. Yeah. We didn't move away, which probably said
Speaker 1: more than anything else. I looked at her properly then,
Speaker 1: not like I had at work, not like I had
Speaker 1: over drinks, just looked, and suddenly something clicked. All those years,
Speaker 1: all those useless conversations with men, all that effort trying
Speaker 1: to find something that actually worked. I shook my head slightly,
Speaker 1: almost laughing at myself. You know what's funny, I said, what?
Speaker 1: All this time I thought the problem was finding the
Speaker 1: right man. Joe raised an eyebrow and I shrugged. Turns
Speaker 1: out the problem might have just been men. She laughed
Speaker 1: at that, proper laugh. Bold statement, she said, accurate, though,
Speaker 1: I replied. Another pause. We held our gaze on one another.
Speaker 1: If you're thinking what I'm thinking, tell me it's a
Speaker 1: terrible idea, she said quietly. I thought about it. I
Speaker 1: really did. Then I smiled. Nope, that was all it took.
Speaker 1: Slowly we moved into a kiss. Our lips brushed gently,
Speaker 1: and a shudder of passion pulsed through my body. Jesus,
Speaker 1: this felt so right. Then we kissed harder, longer. Joe
Speaker 1: ran a hand down my arm and I gasped, you
Speaker 1: like that, she asked. I nodded, then moved in to
Speaker 1: kiss her deeply, tongues slowly swirling around each other, gently lapping. Fuck.
Speaker 1: I was getting hot. I ran a hand through her
Speaker 1: hair and held her neck, squeezing it slightly. She pulled
Speaker 1: away and laughed gently. I never told you I like
Speaker 1: it rough, she said. I smiled. You never told me,
Speaker 1: I said, but I think I'm going to find out.
Speaker 1: I lunged forward, kissed, and sucked on her neck. I
Speaker 1: could feel goose bumps rise on her hot flesh as
Speaker 1: I went to work teasing and tonguing her. Joe moaned
Speaker 1: and pulled my hair, licked my cheek animalistically. A raw
Speaker 1: magnetism building between us that feels fucking good, she said,
Speaker 1: in a breathy voice. I felt her hands run down
Speaker 1: from my shoulders to my tits, going straight for my
Speaker 1: nipples and pinching them hard. I gasped, bitch, and pulled away, laughing.
Speaker 1: She held onto them, pulling me close again. Tell me stop,
Speaker 1: she said, playfully. I didn't, and we kissed again, harder, passionately,
Speaker 1: breathing hot and heavy. I grabbed Joe's tits now and
Speaker 1: did the same to her, squeezing her nipples. I heard
Speaker 1: her groan, then whisper harder. I applied pressure, and her
Speaker 1: eyes glazed in ecstasy. Fuck, she gasped, This bitch really
Speaker 1: did like it rough? This was going to be fun.
Speaker 1: I put pushed her back on the bench, lay between
Speaker 1: her legs, and began to lick and suck on her nipples,
Speaker 1: biting them, sucking them hard, then teasing them with my tongue. Fuck,
Speaker 1: that's it, she said, shuddering with pleasure. I licked down
Speaker 1: her sweaty body, across her stomach, and then kissed down
Speaker 1: to her pussy. She spread her legs wide, showing me
Speaker 1: the wetness of her hot ready cunt. Eat me, she said,
Speaker 1: through gritted teeth, grabbing my hair and trying to pull
Speaker 1: me into her. I pulled back, smiled cockily, and made
Speaker 1: her weight as I slowly sank my face into her
Speaker 1: dripping snatch. Joe moaned as I'd never heard her moan before.
Speaker 1: Her mouth became an oh of pleasure. I licked into
Speaker 1: her wet fold, worming my tongue into her clit. She
Speaker 1: breathed out hard, aching that was good. Then I run
Speaker 1: my tongue down to her pussy and dove my tongue
Speaker 1: between her lips, making out with her wetness. Yes, she yelped,
Speaker 1: Keep fucking going. I built up a rhythm eating her pussy. Fuck.
Speaker 1: She tasted so good. And she just kept getting wetter.
Speaker 1: Then I turned up the heat. I started to finger
Speaker 1: her slicked up kunt and buried my face in her clit,
Speaker 1: licking like a slut in heat. Joe writhed in pure pleasure,
Speaker 1: moaning and shuddering. Is that good, I said, as I
Speaker 1: pumped her pussy. So good, she yelped. Joe was about
Speaker 1: to come, but she shot up and away from me,
Speaker 1: holding in the orgasm that was about to rip through her.
Speaker 1: Come here, she demanded, and we kissed again desperately. She
Speaker 1: licked my lips, enjoying the taste of her hunt on them.
Speaker 1: Come on, you eat my cunt and I'll eat yours,
Speaker 1: she said feverishly, and lay on the floor and spread
Speaker 1: her legs wide. I straddled her and pushed my ass
Speaker 1: into her face, and I buried my face between her legs. Fuck,
Speaker 1: it was so hot being in a sixty nine with
Speaker 1: my best friend. Joe spread my ass cheeks wide and
Speaker 1: ran her slick pink tongue from clit to kunt to
Speaker 1: asshole in one long lap. Shit, I cried, it felt
Speaker 1: so good. She really was a filthy bitch. Then she
Speaker 1: ate me better than anyone who'd ever eaten me before
Speaker 1: licking my clit, tonguing my pussy, rimming my asshole. She
Speaker 1: went to work like a pro. I could barely keep
Speaker 1: my composure eating her cunt with the things she was
Speaker 1: doing to me. I fucked her hard with two fingers,
Speaker 1: spitting and licking her clit, making her good and wet.
Speaker 1: She did the same to me, going fast with her
Speaker 1: fingers as her tongue went wild. Slap my fucking ass,
Speaker 1: Joe ordered, and I slapped her sweaty ass cheeks until
Speaker 1: red hand prints appeared. Then I went back to eating
Speaker 1: her out. We both started to moan and then roared
Speaker 1: in primal pleasure as we both orgasmed at the same time,
Speaker 1: tasting each other's hot come deep from inside our cunts.
Speaker 1: We both lay there in a sweaty heap, both good
Speaker 1: and fucked. We untangled from each other got up onto
Speaker 1: the bench, both dripping with sweat from the sex and
Speaker 1: the sauna. Then we both heard a noise, noticed movement,
Speaker 1: and stared through the layer of steam in front of us.
Speaker 1: A group of men in towels with hot ardawns poking
Speaker 1: in the front, sat grinning at us from the other
Speaker 1: side of the room. One of the men said, I
Speaker 1: think you girls were supposed to go to the private sauna,
Speaker 1: not the public. Oh shit. We got out of there,
Speaker 1: laughing our asses off. Later, wrapped in robes, sitting outside
Speaker 1: with hot drinks and snow falling around us, I stared
Speaker 1: out at the mountains. Well, I said, Joe took a
Speaker 1: sip of her drink. Well, she replied. I shook my head,
Speaker 1: smiling to myself. All those years, I said, all those dates,
Speaker 1: all those men, She added, I winced, don't remind me.
Speaker 1: She laughed, then nudged my arm, so she said casually,
Speaker 1: same plan tonight. I didn't even hesitate. Absolutely, I raise
Speaker 1: my glass, and for the first time in a long time,
Speaker 1: I wasn't looking for anything anymore, because with my face
Speaker 1: buried in my best friend's pussy, I'd already found it.
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