| Straight: Husband and Wife: A Man Needs a Haircut (1/3) |
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I was in desperate need of a haircut once again. Preferring to keep it fairly short, it had crept over my ears a bit by my procrastination. But deep down I always look forward to a trim because my lovely wife is my barber. I love those snippets of times because it can be such a sensual time for me. So I approached her with an offer. "Can you give me a haircut this weekend? In exchange, I'll give you a back rub," I said. She enthusiastically said, "I can do it right now if you're ready." "Sure!" was my quick response. I headed to the bathroom, took off my shirt, and began to soak my hair. As I stood in front of the mirror, I saw the cool water trickle down my bare chest. It felt really good on this hot summer afternoon. I paused there reflecting on what a great wife I have. Again and again I'm reminded of how caring and supportive she is. And how sexy she is. I thought about flirting with her and making love to her later. In that short instant lustful desires began to stir in me. Returning to the kitchen, I sat down in the chair and leaned back. My wife draped a towel across my shoulders, securing it in front with a pin. I was keenly aware of her hands touching my shoulders and bare chest. It made even more horny than I already was. As she began to trim me, her fingers ran through my hair. They were pulling my hair, massaging the scalp and relaxing me. I sighed, "Oh, that feels great." Her fingers were connected to my heart, or maybe somewhere else as it were. I closed my eyes and immediately began to fantasize about making love to her. In my imagination I was going down on her, softly kissing her all over. First her cheeks, lips, and neck. Next, her tender breasts. Then her inner thighs, as she spread her soft folds open for me. They were moist with anticipation and want. As I neared, her familiar aroma wafted through my senses. As my fingers took over, hers ran through my hair and tugged my head toward her pussy. My tongue parted her inner lips and honey poured out for me. The taste of her ignited my lust. My tongue danced and curled to draw in all I could get. I nuzzled into her clitoris, lightly stroking my tongue from side to side. Soon, her hips bucked heavenward and she cried out my name in heated passion. "I need more," she begged. "I need you in me!" Suddenly, my daydreams were interrupted. I was back in the barber's chair getting that haircut from my wife. As she was maneuvering around me her legs tangled in mine. Have you ever so badly wanted to continue a dream that you were awoken from? That's exactly what I wanted now, but it wasn't to be. I smiled as my fantasy faded, thinking how I really get a kick out of giving her oral pleasure. I was back to reality, but was left with a pleasurable memory and a bit of an erection. Well, a few moments later it happened again that she brushed against my legs. It was as if on purpose and I wondered, even hoped, that maybe she was horny too. She was wearing shorts and her bare calf touched mine. I reached out to touch her thigh and give her a loving pat. But I was really |
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