Cleaned Up for Summer by SheShavedMe

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Cleaned Up for Summer

It was mid-July, and I finally got a break from work late afternoon.
It was hotter than hell and my hair was long for how I usually keep it and my beard was out of control.
I usually keep my hair at a #2 or #3 buzz every month and I hadn't been to the barbers since the first day of May.
Work has been overwhelming but it finally slowed down to the point I had some significant free time.
I drove to my usual barbershop, but he was closed.
I was disappointed because I liked his shop and the work he does.
Now I had to go find a new quality place which is annoying.
I decided to drive to a different town and look at the barbershops around a new area.
I grabbed a ice cream cone at a local shop while I looked up each of the new shops I found on my phone.
None of them stood out except for one.
It was small but recently renovated and ran by a woman with a passion for the old school barbershops.
It looked like two barbers worked there and both were capable, and they excepted walk-ins.
So I finished my ice cream and drove to the shop.
I parked and walked through the heat into the shop.
As I entered the door chimed and I appreciated the cool a/c.
The shop had a warm atmosphere, and everything was perfectly placed, and it was really clean.
I immediately liked the shop.
As I stood at the entrance taking in the shop a young woman my age walked out of the back room of the shop and greeted me with a smile.
"Welcome! I'm Grace, how can I help you?"
I was caught off guard by how pretty she was and I tried my best to recover.
She was about 5'5", hourglass figure, tan, long wavy brown hair in a ponytail tied back with a ribbon, red lipstick, and kind brown eyes.
She wore shorts and a tank top under her black apron.
She kind of reminded me of a cheerleader type.
I simply replied "I was hoping I could get a haircut and beard trim".
"Well you came to the right place! Take a seat in the first chair and I'll clean you up nice and tight" she said with a wink.
My stomach flipped when I saw her wink and as I walked to the chair I was trying to figure out if she was flirting with me.
I wasn't very good at picking up hints.
I was a decent looking guy but no movie star and no ladies' man.
Sitting in the chair I looked around as she tidied up some stuff behind the reception desk.
The tools all seemed to be very high quality and taken good care of.
After a few seconds she came up behind and looked at me through the mirror.
"Let me flip you around and give you a wash before we start".
I only nodded as she moved to unbutton my top 3 shirt buttons and tucked a towel into my collar.
She moved around me calmly and confidently.
As she leaned me back into the basin she said "its plenty hot out there isnt it? Im sure you'll want something short?"
I started to melt into the chair as she began to shampoo my hair and said "yeah I usually just buzz it off".
She continued to rigorously shampoo my hair and scalp and said "want to try something shorter?"
"What do you have in mind?"
She started to rinse out my hair with warm water "with your build and face you'd totally rock a shaved head".
I was surprised by her suggestion, and she added to my struggle to respond by throwing a towel over my head and leaning the chair upright.
She rocked my head back and forth drying my hair not giving me time to answer and continued "I think you'll love being shaved with the heat this summer."
Finally, she was done drying, and I was able to respond "well, I dont know about shaving my head. I have thought about going for a shorter buzz before though."
She whipped the chair around, so I was facing the mirror and our eyes met in the mirror.
"Well since youre already thinking about going shorter anyway it wouldn't be that big of a step."
She ran her hands through my hair still looking at me "I think you'd look great with all this gone."
I didn't need any more convincing.
I was a sucker for her looks and touch.
I didn't care about my hair as much as some guys do and to be completely honest was curious how I would look bald.
She sensed my answer and gave me a smile and caped me tightly
She walked to the counter and grabbed her Oster clippers.
She fished through a drawer and held up a guard "#00000 ready to go are you?"
I quickly nodded and she walked back behind me with a smile.
She flicked the clippers on and a whirring sound filled the shop.
She firmly pushed my head down, firmly and quickly the clippers ran up the back of my head.
I could feel the hair being peeled away and the cool shop air on my scalp.
She continued to clear the hair on the back of my head.
I hadnt been in the military but I couldnt help but feel like a new recruit.
She was shaving me extremely quickly and efficiently like a military barber.
When she finished the back she firmly tilted my head to the left and ran the clippers up behind my right ear.
Then she folded down the ear and aggressively shaved around it.
I could see hair rolling down the cape and falling to the floor.
It wasnt taking long for a pile of my dark hair to start forming on the tile floor.
Next my sideburn fell to the hungry clippers.
After the right side was shaved she tilted my head to the right.
The left side suffered the same aggressive almost brutal shearing.
The clippers didnt hurt me but I could feel the teeth nip at my skin every once in awhile.
Then she steadied my head back to level and gave me a devilish grin as she placed the clippers on my forehead and ran them back over my head.
All I could do was stare in the mirror as she mowed off the rest of my hair revealing more and more white skin.
I couldnt believe that the clippers took me to skin.
Just the finest stubble remained.
She seemed to see that I got nervous and said "dont worry stud, you'll look great and we're not done yet!"
I realized that I was very vulnerable in her chair and I would let her make all the decisions on my appearance.
She turned the clippers off snapping me out of my thoughts and switched the guards.
She turned the clippers back on and said "just trimming your beard up like you wanted."
"We'll just knock a little length off and then sharpen the edges."
The chair was lowered for the second time and she set to work trimming my beard.
She took her time going over it multiple times before she was satisfied.
Then she took some clear shave gel and applied it to the edges and straight razored it to give me the clean barber lines.
She finished my beard off with a nice soothing beard oil she massaged in.
Her gentle hands on my face was extremely soothing.
She finally raised the chair and said "be right back, dont go anywhere" giving me another wicked wink.
I studied my reflection in the mirror not only trying to get used to how I looked now but also to acess her work.
While I looked totally different clipper shaved her work on the beard was immaculate.
She quickly returned with a warm towel that was carefully wrapped around my head.
As the towel did its job she gave me a nice shoulder and neck massage.
Those few minutes were glorious with the warm towel and massage.
It ended to soon as she unwrapped the towel and tossed it to the floor.
She loaded a brush with foam and started lathering my head.
It felt great being lathered up and she was making sure I was enjoying my experience.
After I was thoroughly lathered she grabbed the straight razor and started at my crown shaving down to my neck.
The razor gave a slight tug and scratch sound as it sliced through my hair.
As she wiped the blade off she said "Im going with the grain this time and then we'll relather and shave against the grain."
I was being lulled to sleep at this point and said "sounds like a plan boss."
My compliance was rewarded with another wink.
She finished the first pass and gave me another generous lathering.
Pulling my skin tight for each stroke she shaved against the grain.
She went slower and went over areas more than once making sure my head was completely smooth.
Then she wiped my head down with a cold towel shocking me out of my relaxed state.
The aftershave she dabbed on had a similar effect as well.
Then she poured a generous amount of lotion into her hand.
The best head massage Ive ever had followed.
I quickly realized that she was enjoying this as much as I was.
She was almost purring as she ran her hands over my smooth scalp.
She finished the massage lightly dragging her nails over my scalp causing me to pull away from the ticklish sensation.
With both of us laughing she undid the cape and released me from her chair.
I stood up checking myself out in the mirror.
I really did look much better, she knew what looked good on her clients.
She asked "well, what do think? Were my instincts correct?"
I turned to face her to share my appreciation, but she was walking over to the door.
She turned the open sign to closed and I stood still confused.
Then before I knew what happened we both closed the gap between us and we started a intense makeout session.
Her hands were all over my bare head and mine were exploring her body.
After a couple minutes she pulled away and took my hand leading me deeper into the shop.
Leading me up a staircase we finally reached a small apartment.
After entering the apartment, we continued where we left off.
It didnt take long for our clothes to come off.
We went on to have one of the best nights of my life.
I never thought I would end up in this situation when I asked for a summertime cleanup.

THE END

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