Then she told me to go down to the kirana shop across the road from our building and bring some stuff that she ordered already.
“If you want to get food, you have to come on time and if you get drunk, then stay at home,” she ordered in her usual commanding manner. She was looking so nice for the first time, with her hair open, hanging till her waist.
I could see the outline of her firm breasts which didn’t need any cups to hold them in place.
As she turned around to give me leftovers, she took her hair with the left hand and moved it to front, exposing her sexy neck. Wow! I thought to myself and noticed the lack of any bra straps, confirming my theory that she didn’t need any bra to hold up her tits.
I got a strong erection and excused myself quickly.
Slowly, we got more friendly the next day. She came to my flat and made me clean up everything. I got more and more erections looking at her exposed legs in shorts and skirts. Whenever I got a chance, I would rub against her.
Once I put the remote on her thigh and she didn’t say anything. I got bolder and put my head against her shoulder and slept in the sofa. I could feel her silky hair and soft boob. I could smell her intoxicating body smell and somehow controlled myself.
Day 3
All India lockdown happened as we were having breakfast. Her parents called to let her know they were safe in the bungalow . My parents asked me to stay safe and eat at home, as if there were choices.
Only 20 more days, I thought suddenly realizing that my friendship with Deeksha would end soon.
I rubbed my wet hair from the shower I had earlier. My front hair had grown past eyebrows and started messing with my eyelashes.
“Deeksha, can you cut my front hair?” I asked.
Surprisingly she got excited,”Come here, let me do your full haircut.” She said, “I took beautician classes before getting bored and dropping out.”
She rejected my bathroom scissor and brought her haircut set from her flat.
I sat facing the tv and she started cutting. She pulled my hair section by section and trimmed it with scissors. Her long fingers and soft hands felt wonderful around my face. I could feel her boobs touching my shoulder as she bent over me, giving me a solid erection.
Again, as she moved to the sideburns, her t-shirt was hanging yo once side giving me a clear view of entire cleavage at first and then a glimpse of her reddish-brown nipples inside the loose grey t-shirt.
My haircut was done but she was not done yet. She made me bend forward in the bathroom sink and shampooed my head. As I was washing the last bit of soap from my face, I bumped against her to feel her amazing soft body but she didn’t object about anything even though she must’ve felt my dick through my shorts.
After putting gel and spiking it, I felt she did a great job.
“This is so cool, thanks, if you need a haircut or trim I’m glad to do it for you I said.”
At first, she refused, saying she could wait, then after a few minutes, she said, ok can you cut my hair.
She went and stood in front of the bathroom sink. When I asked her how many inches I should take off from the bottom, she said it’s not a trim. It’s a full haircut.