Lucy now notices something else about David's body that stirs her curiosity.
"David," she interrogates, "Why don't you have any pubic hair?"
David looks again to Mistress pleadingly.
Mistress renews her smile staring a hole through him and decides it will be more fun to answer this question herself.
"I'll field this one, Ms. Lucy.... You see- I prefer the look and feel of bare skin down there on my man. And so we have made it into a kind of ritual... Here's how it works: every two weeks we have an appointment for David with an esthetician. You know that place on Broadway called 'the Hairless Cat'?"
"Oh I've been there before... talk about OUCH, Ma'am!"
"Yes well Ashley is very good and doesn't get embarrassed unlike Davie here... so I accompany him to his appointment because I like to unlock him with Ashley there as a witness and I also like her to watch me lock him up immediately after she's plucked him. I trust her with our secrets but I also like putting ideas in the head of an innocent girl about how men should be treated by their women. Plus it helps me feel better about another woman touching David in his most intimate area," the subtlety of this last warning only seems to bounce off Lucy.
"Doesn't David get hard while she's waxing him, Ma'am?"
"Oh yea- Ashley doesn't seem to mind. She seems to take it as a compliment, and she's always quick to dab away any of his pre-cum. Oh- there was this one time when it had been about two weeks into his chastity sentence- well he was so pent up that when she tore away the wax strip to get the little hairs at the base of his penis..."
Peggy can't help but laugh at the vivid memory.
"What happened?!" Lucy can't stand the suspense.
"He came all over! Haha! It was the first and only time I've ever seen Ashley really blush- I told her 'it's ok- he'll be punished for that later.' Then she looked a little worried. She was so embarrassed with me standing over her giggling. But she cleaned up his mess and kept going with her job trying to pretend it was just another day at the office. I study her carefully- the whole time- because the real purpose of the ritual it inspires... me... ad astra per aspera."
David is too mortified to speak. He simply can't believe his wife is telling Lucy about one of the most embarrassing moments in his adult life. He also remembers the punishment he received for that un-permitted ejaculation and it pulls him further into his trance.
Lucy puts herself in Ashley's shoes trying to think about what she would have done in that situation. She thinks this is a side of Peggy that she never would have guessed. She is firmly in the grip of lust being tugged by the hair toward an inevitable conclusion: she needs to fuck someone- like now.
"The other thing is- although Ashley has seen my pet's ass quite a few times- this time I waited to punish him for two weeks- 'til the night before his next Brazilian wax appointment. I just really wanted Ashley to see the marks left on him. And I could tell by her face that she did see them... she didn't laugh or bring it up. She just stared at his marks and played it cool like it was none of her business. But... she did look at me while rubbing some extra ointment into his red, streaked cheeks.
Lucy hopes she's playing it cool but she can't think of anything besides...
"I wish tonight was the kind of special occasion- that you'd maybe think about letting him out of that- his- I mean your chastity thingy, Mistress," Lucy suddenly blurts out in spite of herself.
Peggy raises her inquisitive eyebrow.
"Oh really?! And why do you think he deserves that kind of relief tonight of all nights?"
Lucy can't think of any reason that isn't self-serving. She just really wants to see his cock so she can memorize it and fantasize about it later.
"I just want to see it, Mistress, I just want to see what Ashley gets to see," Lucy shrugs innocently admitting the truth.
David feels cheap being bartered like an object- but he is also praying that Lucy somehow gets her way.
Instead of answering Lucy's plea, Peggy begins undressing herself.
"I'm tired of being the only one wearing clothes," she explains to her gaping boy and girl.
Lucy and David watch her strip in silent amazement. David can't remember being quite so mystified by his wife's sexy way of removing her clothes. Odd that it's been awhile since he last had the privilege of watching the dance- the way she gets undressed. Now he's seeing the show through Lucy's eyes.
Peggy stands before them brazenly in all her naked glory.
"See! This is how I like to keep MY pubic hair."
Peggy gestures to the triangular tuft of brown curly hair pointing like an arrow to her clitoris. She is perfectly trimmed but the patch is large enough that it certainly would not be completely covered up by a skimpy bikini or lingerie.
"I like to keep this hair here to remind my husband who is the grown-up in our relationship- and to remind him that he has no say such matters."
Lucy looks down to her own bald mons pubis. She herself is freshly waxed- not for her own husband but because she loves the silky, sexy feeling it gives her. She feels freshly exposed and subordinate and young.
David looks back and forth- trying to be subtle comparing his wife's pussy to Lucy's. He wants so badly to get a much better look at Lucy's. The sweet smell of these pussies is distinct. He only wants to watch them bloom for him or for each other- he doesn't care which. This is heaven.
"I want your nose right here- Right now, Ms. Lucy!" Mistress commands pointing to the center of her inverted pyramid of hair."
Lucy wastes no time getting down to her knees.
Mistress invades her friend's personal space inches from her face. She takes the girl's hair in one hand and gently pushes her nose into her fragrance - into THE fragrance that David only worships.
Lucy inhales deeply through her nostrils- taking in her friend's intoxicating aroma. Why does her friend's scent make her melt into a state of weak femininity? She thinks to herself that this must be the smell that launched a thousand ships. She's carried away. The most animalistic part of herself completely understands now why David submits himself to whatever this goddess prescribes. Mistress wears her beautiful hair right here proudly like a crown.
"Why don't you give my lips a little kiss, Ms. Lucy."
Lucy looks up at Mistress for confirmation. Peggy nods her head smiling encouragement. She parts her feet and sticks her pelvis slightly out making more room for the blonde woman's face.
Lucy's little heart is hammering hard as she uses her tongue and lips to search for her queen's crown jewel. Has she ever done this to a woman before? no- never- not once.
The texture and taste on Lucy's tongue is potent- even softer and even sweeter than any icing on any cake she's ever tasted. She only wants more. She reaches further out with her tongue. She wants to drink from this musky fountain.
David can't believe his eyes. He's never seen his wife's face look so over-the-moon ecstatic. Her head is back emphasizing the beautifully flushed skin of her neck. Her eyelids look heavy. She's already breathing that way she has of breathing right before she cums. Still David can't be too jealous that this beautiful woman was able to bring his wife to this state in a fraction of the time it usually takes him.
"Keep going- Ms. Lucy," Peggy sounds out of breath and somehow still demanding, "Just like that! MMMMMMMMhhhhhm."
Now David is sure his wife intends to cum on her best friend's face in a matter of seconds.
Peggy cries out loud in proclamation of her first orgasm of the night.
Like the whore she might become, Lucy begins making yummy slurping noises trying to lap up the surplus of moisture just excreted by her friend's shaking orgasm. Their Mistress's clever mind may bar the jealousy from her heart, but she falls short in keeping it out of her cunt.
Peggy- still very much in a daze of post clitoral bliss walks a few backwards steps to their red-leather couch (wine red) and collapses into it.
Lucy walks on her knees to follow her mistress. She's still hungry- and very thirsty.
David also moves in to get as close a view of her exposed backside as he dares. He's hoping to get a good long look at Lucy's tight-little-ass hole. He wonders if he could cum from just seeing that forbidden part of a woman he fantasizes about on a regular basis.
Before she has the chance to dive in again- Peggy turns herself around now kneeling on the couch with her own large, round ass pointing directly into her blonde friend's face.
"Try it like this," is all Mistress has to say.
Lucy hesitates for one last gut check. She has never been this close to anyone's asshole- let alone one so beautiful and perfect and tiny and pink. It looks cleaner than soap. She realizes- not without a pinch of horror- that her nose will presently be IN that asshole. 'Is that a proper place for my nose?' She wonders.
"What did I say, slave girl?"
Instead of answering her, Lucy finally attacks her Mistress from behind. At first, she angles in low with her tongue curling for her lady's clit. The only thing she can see at the moment is her friend's tight asshole winking an unfamiliar ache into her heart. There is nothing else on which to focus let alone this undignified pose into which she has submitted- Consequences be damned. Let the chips fall where they may.
"David- I want you to do to Ms. Lucy exactly what you'd like her to do to me."
The astonished David wastes no time collapsing down to all fours. He crawls eagerly toward the ass of his dream woman. Now is his chance to show how he worships her properly. He immediately loves her different smell so rich and natural- like lilies and maple syrup- and her taste- it matches.
