It was one of those hot June days, our two teenage boys had left for the local swimming pool. My wife had just come home from having her hair cut, and I was putting away some paint that had just been bought for a job. Just another summer's day.
I went upstairs to get a drink of water, but boy did I get more than a drink, when out came my wife from the bedroom, buck naked. Boy, was that a real surprise as, over the last eighteen years of marriage, and getting to do it maybe once every two or three months if I was a good husband, never has this ever happened.
Our sex life after the boys were born went downhill fast. Now it's flannel night shirts, button up tops and pants, cast iron bras and panties, and lights out whenever, as she says, "that I give into your sick wants and demands," (a real turn on...not).
If she was ever up after ten pm it was only because the boys had hockey somewhere, and not for any other reason.
So what had happened, and what was going to happen, would be something really out of the norm for her. What she said next nearly had me take the big one.
"Ross, it is the first day of summer, I have lost forty-five pounds over the last six months, and with my new haircut I want to finish my new look. I want some more haircut. Not on my head, but on my pussy. Would you shave my pussy, please?"
You did not have to ask me twice, as she had gotten the scissors, razor and shaving cream out and_on the night table for the haircut. First things first, off came my clothes, as I wanted to be comfortable for this once in-a-lifetime event.
It was time to trim some pussy hair. With the scissors and comb in hand, this was like a dream. The heat from her cunt told me what was happening was no dream.