"Sam, it was an excellent dinner." I said as I watched her clear the table.
"I'm glad that it pleased you Sir. I wanted you to be proud of me, so I did my best for you."
"You made me very proud of you. Now, it's time to go across the bridge. Are you ready?"
Yes Sir, I am. Let me start the dishwasher and we can go."
I could feel the tension in her body as she sat on the bike behind me. She was apprehensive at first, but finally put her small arms around my mid-section. I started off slowly so she could get used to the power underneath us. I calmly moved the motorcycle through the neighborhood and onto the highway. As we approached the bridge I felt her hold on a little tighter and move closer to me.
I rolled onto the bridge at about 50 and within seconds we were up to 75. Off in the distance we could see the lights of the houses on the shoreline. It was humid for a night in October and I moved the bike up to 80. I could feel her trust in me grow as she finally loosened her hold and relaxed behind me.
Once we were in my house I instructed her to go to the bathroom and strip her clothes. I went to the kitchen and took a pair of scissors out of the drawer and went off to join her.
"I want you to sit on the edge of the tub right here." I said pointing to the far corner of the bathtub. She gave the scissors a quick glance and did as she was told.
I ran a shallow bath of warm water and caught some if it in a metal bowl. As she had been trained Sam sat still with her hands on her knees and her head slightly bowed. I stripped off my clothes and climbed in the tub spreading her legs. I opened her thighs and started to trim her pubic hair with the scissors. Very carefully I trimmed her down to almost stubble. By then I could see she was getting very aroused. This pleased me because I had just begun the process. Once I was through I put the scissors down and handed her the bowl of warm water.
"Now sit still and everything will be fine sweetheart."
"Yes Sir," She said, with anticipation in her voice.
I made sure her whole pubic area was wet and the hair soft before applying the shaving cream to her. I took the razor and started to gently take the hair away a little at a time. By the time I reached the hood covering her clit she was swollen and soaking wet. I leaned up and kissed her cheek and told her to hold very still.
First one side of her labia and then the other I shaved her slowly. The more hair that came off of her, the louder her soft moans became. I made sure to caress her a little at a time to increase the sensation. Within a few minutes she was completely bare for me. I took some oil and rubbed it on her. I mixed it with the creamy juice that by this time was very prevalent at her entrance. I caressed her whole pubic area with the mixture and then took her hand and made her feel herself.
"Sir, it feels so strange and yet so wonderful." She groaned as she felt herself.
"You're beautiful Sam."
"I'm so glad I can please you Sir."