
Peckham Queen
"When Nigerian-Jamaican barber Nicole offers to cut his hair after hours, university student James discovers that Peckham's finest has magic hands in more ways than one."
The sign said "Closed" but Nicole was still inside, sweeping up.
James knocked. Those hips turned, and God help him, they were magnificent. She was Nigerian-Jamaican, all curves and attitude, her dark skin glowing under the shop lights.
"We closed, babes."
"Please? Job interview tomorrow. I'm desperate."
She looked him up and down. Smiled. "Alright. Come in."
She wrapped the cape around him, her breasts brushing his shoulder. That perfume—shea butter and vanilla—made his head spin.
"What yuh want?"
"Clean fade. Nothing fancy."
"Mmm. I can work with dat."
Her hands were magic, moving through his hair with practiced ease. Every touch sent electricity through him.
"You're tense," she observed.
"Job interview. Nervous."
"Yuh know what help with nerves?" She leaned close, her lips brushing his ear. "A good release."
Her hand slipped under the cape, finding him already hard. She laughed, low and sweet.
"Looks like somebody interested."
She spun the chair around, straddling him. That thick body in his lap, those curves pressing against him. She kissed him deep.
"Mi been watching yuh come in here fi months," she breathed. "Time fi stop playing."
Her dress came off. No bra. Those breasts were perfection—heavy, dark nippled, begging to be touched.
"Touch mi, baby. Don't be shy."
He wasn't shy. Not anymore.
They knocked over products, sent combs flying, steamed up the mirrors. She rode him in that barber chair like it was built for exactly this purpose.
"Yes! Right there! Don't stop!"
Her thick thighs gripped him, her nails in his shoulders, her moans echoing off the tiled walls.
Afterwards, she finished his haircut like nothing happened. Professional.
"Perfect fade," she announced.
"Perfect everything."
She grinned. "Yuh pass the interview, come back. I'll give yuh another... trim."
James walked out into Peckham night, looking sharp, feeling sharper.
Best haircut of his life.