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When I was in grade school / junior high I used to go to a place across from my house to get my hair cut. It made a transformation from barber shop with men, to a salon with hot girls run by the one homely dude over a 2-3 year span.
Big boobs, no bra, Farrah Fawcett hair types. Late 70s early 80s.
This one girl with blue eyeshadow was cutting my hair and I had my hands on arm rest. She straddled the end of the arm rest and had my hand pinned beneath her undercarriage so to speak. Because I was young and stupid, I tried to get my hand out without her knowing, but it was pinned down good. In fact the more I tried to move it, the harder she pressed against it. They had rock music playing so she was getting into the music a bit and dancing a bit in place. She seemed to enjoying herself. Interesting days.....
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Funny, I had a similar experience with the woman that cut my hair for about 5 years (from 18-19 through my 20s).
Swedish, blonde, early/mid 20s or so, utterly stunning.
Boobs used to wind up rubbed against me often and she would grind her "bits" against my hand. Tried to move it the first time it happened, she trapped it.
After the first few times I would stick the knuckle of my middle finger out and she would just go ahead and slot herself on in. She would often stop cutting for a brief moment as if to finish what she started. Caught her with that glassed over eyes, biting her lower lip thing a few times.
I think maybe the 3rd or 4th time she cut my hair I finally said the hell with it and asked her out.
She was flattered and said she would love to but she was married.
She did say her husband travelled for business often.... Yeah, no.
So I just went back to getting my hair cut and being used as a human sex toy. She was great at cutting my hair, nice to look at, very friendly/flirty and I am glad she may have gotten a little something extra out of it I guess. Her husband (or somebody) eventually put a baby in her so she moved on.