The Hot Hairdresser

This morning I woke up a little dusty, I am starting too many blog posts like this but I am single, and the business is doing well.

Despite the windy weather, I took my old ute up the beach and I thought I would just work on my tan, maybe have a nap.  I had nothing naughty in mind.

5 minutes up the beach I see these two guys, in speedos parked up with a new Prado (new SUV).

My kinda people.

So I pick the next shady tree, about 100m north, and I park up there.

I walk down to the beach (I’m wearing a blue speedo), the guys are in speedos and….. and……

Nothing.

I thought they would have me over or say hello.  Nothing.

A few hours later I see their white SUV drive away.  My heart sunk, I really thought there was a speedo threesome on the cards.

Nevermind, I lay my towel down and I start going through the backlog of stuff I have to deal with on my phone.

Then a bloke, wearing a weird tan speedo interrupts me.  We have a chat, I give him a drink, he tells me that his boyfriend left to get more drinks and I’m standing there with a semi in my blue speedos…..

The guy is a hairdresser, looked super hot in his speedo and I just wanted to drop to my knees and blow him….. I told him I write this blog, will be interesting to see if he reaches out.

Here is the view before the hairdresser rocked up.