Don't Worry About the Tip

Josh was fifteen minutes late for his haircut appointment and he felt especially bad because he knew he was Jessica’s last appointment of the day. Jessica looked up at the clock. She was sitting in the barber’s chair scrolling on her phone when he walked through the door. Jessica had been crushing on Josh since the young executive started coming to her last fall.

“Thanks so much for waiting for me. Traffic was a bitch.”

“Hi, Josh. Thanks for calling ahead. No one seems to do that anymore,” Jessica replied. Her ample breasts bounced as she rose from the chair and tucked her phone in her back pocket. She patted the back of the chair. “Have a seat. Are we doing the usual today?”

Josh sat down in the barber’s chair looking at Jessica in the mirror. “Yeah, the wash and usual cut. Could you also trim up the beard for me?”

“Of course,” she smiled. “Beards are fun.” To ride, she thought to herself. She thought Josh was hot since he first walked through the door a year ago. Jessica ran her hands through Josh’s hair. “It sure grows fast. Let’s get you washed. Why don’t you head back to the washing station. I’m just going to lock up since we’re the only ones here. I don’t need any weirdos coming in after hours.”

Josh headed to the back where the hair washing stations were. Jessica locked the front door and followed Josh to the back. She leaned the...