Getting a haircut

With your mom's 46th birthday coming up you had coordinated dinner at a restaurant as a gift. You and your sisters would be there, as well as your aunt, uncle, and cousin. Your grandmother couldn't make it, so that was everybody who would be coming. In typical mom fashion, your mother insisted all of you would look the best you could, so that meant a trip to the barber. You would have been content with going to your own barber, but sadly, he was on holiday. When you got there you saw that it was empty, that is, no other customers were there, so you were immediately greeted by one of the hairdressers.

"Hi there. I'm Katie. Take a seat" she said.

"Wow, you don't waste time, huh?" you asked as you walked towards on of the chairs.

"Hey, you're here to get a haircut and there's nobody else waiting" Katie answered with a smile.

"Well, alright" you said, sitting down. Katie put the barber cape on you.

"So, what would you like me to do?" she asked.

"Everything needs a trim" you said. "Beard, sides, the works."

"Sure thing" she said. "Any style you've got in mind?"

"Not really. Just make it nice and short so that it doesn't take a lot of maintenance" you replied.

"So a buzzcut?" Katie wanted to know.

"No, please don't" you said with a laugh. "Just trim it."

"Alright" she said, grabbing one of the shavers off the workspace in front of you. "So, I've never seen you here before."

"You're right. It's because I usually go to Bertram" you told her. "You know, the guy over on the boulevard?"

"You mean the guy with the Kaiser Bill moustache?" she asked. You couldn't help but laugh.

"Yeah, that's him" you said. "He's on holiday but I really needed to get a haircut."

"Any specific reason?" Katie wanted to know.

"Oh, yeah. It's my mom's birthday so we're going out for dinner. You know moms."

"Do I ever" Katie said with a smile.

The rest of your trim and shave went by fast, with you finding Katie's conversation very refreshing as you got to know her. The best part, though, was when Katie had your seat angled back and she leaned in to grab something off the counter in front of you. Her sizeable chest was pressed against your head, giving you the full experience. You weren't long in getting hard thanks to those sweet sweaterpuppies, their heat and softness telling you she wasn't rocking a bra, either. That helped you along a lot, too. Luckily, the shape of your arousal went unseen thanks to the barber cape. It probably wouldn't be very polite to show off your erection this soon after meeting her.

"How is this?" she asked, holding up a mirror behind you so that you could check the back of your head. You nodded.

"Just what I like, thanks Katie" you said.

"You're welcome" she said, smiling brightly at you. She took the barber cape off of you and swiftly began to sweep up your fallen hair. As she was busy, you followed her around in the mirror, loving the jiggle of her firm tits whenever she moved. "So, how did I do?" she asked.

"Pretty good" you said, staying seated for a little while longer.

"Repeat customer good?" Katie asked.

"We'll see" you said with a laugh. Figuring you just had