The waxing was just OK. It wasn't really painful and the people were really nice. When it was done, my snatch looked bare -- which I liked -- but it was kind of red and a little blotchy. They said that would go away and it did. By Tuesday morning it looked and felt pretty good. They gave me some special cream to rub on the area which I did repeatedly. I don't know if it helped but it was fun to put it on. I had to admit that I liked feeling my pussy with no hair on it. I took a couple selfies to check the view from different angles and It looked good. I could hardly wait to show Ron.
I called him and he said, "So, how'd it go?"
"Well, the process was not much to talk about but I'm getting to like the result."
We agreed I would go over to his place the next morning and get a second opinion. I played a little trick on him. I showed up in my new top and skirt. I had on the half-bra and so I wore a sweater to keep my nips from showing too much. He met me at the door and we went into the living room. I told him to sit on the couch. They had a nice stout oak coffee table and I moved some magazines and a remote off the table to a chair. I kicked off my flip-flops and stood up on the table in front of Ron. I did a little bumping and grinding and adopted what I hoped was a sultry look. I gradually separated my legs and hoisted the hem of my skirt up till Ron could see I was wearing white cotton mary jane bloomers! I could see he was not expecting this but I kept wiggling around in front of him and gradually pulled the panties down out from under my skirt. I kicked them off and continued on, raising my skirt again. Eventually I got it up to where Ron could see I had on a pair of black bikini panties. I knew this still wasn't what he was hoping for so I slithered them off too and repeated the process. This time, I got the hem of the skirt up to my waist and I was wearing a teeny bit of a thong. Ron was writhing around on the couch whimpering by now and I could see a bulge in his shorts. This was doing a number on me too: all this displaying was giving me a tingle through and through.
Leaving the skirt up, I spun around a couple times and facing away from him, I bent at the waist and did an ankle grab. Peeking at him through my legs, I could see he was going nuts! Finally, still facing away from him, I pulled the thong down while at more or less the same time lowering the hem of the skirt too. I kicked off the thong, turned to face him and still moving sexily gradually lifted the hem of the skirt. This time he was going to see a bald pussy and I disclosed it little by little by little till finally the skirt was up around my waist again. Now I moved through various poses - spread my knees and cocked a leg, squatted down and kneeled facing away from him. Finally, I sat on the table with my legs hanging over the edge.
"So what do you think?"
Now he got a wicked grin and said, "I think it's the best show I've ever seen! But I think I'd better take a closer look!"
"Feel free", I said and snapped my knees as wide apart as I could. He came forward off the couch onto his knees and crawled toward me with his nose and tongue slowly trailing up my thighs.
I could see where this was going so I said, "Don't go anywhere..." I got up and grabbed some throw pillows from the couch and positioned them on the coffee table. I sat on one at the edge of the table and laid back on some others with a leg on either side of Ron. "OK, go!" I said.
He continued nuzzling up the inside of my thighs first one then the other. I lay back with my eyes closed thrilling at the sensations. He arced over my pubic area from one side to the other with a delicate touch of his nose. He transitioned to my outer pussy and I think some tongue was involved. Gradually he was getting closer to my opening with long licking strokes. "I'm lovin' the smoothness!" he murmured. He started licking around the lips still with those long strokes, first one side then the other. I was pumped up on anticipation as much as anything else!
At this point, Ron lifted my legs up and positioned them up in the air. He said, "Boy are you wet! You are wet all the way to here!" With his tongue he touched a spot in my ass crack north of my anus. I liked knowing that that area too was clean and freshly waxed. Let him lick away! And he did... He licked his way back toward my pussy but he stopped at my asshole and did a few loops around it. Then he pushed with his tongue. Nothing went in but the pressure was pleasurable. He continued heading toward my pussy and was lapping right up the middle. He was licking away getting closer to my clit when I felt pressure at my asshole again. He said, "Just relax." I tried and little by little I could feel a slippery finger going into my butt hole! "Relax." He said again. I tried but this was new to me and I was a little anxious. I felt it was just a fingertip and he wiggled it around some. It did feel good the more I got used to it. He went back to lapping at my pussy, keeping the finger in place. By the time he got to my clit the sensations were overwhelming. He did a masterful job and I was quaking pretty soon. I finally came with a few squeals and bounces and just as I did, he thrust his finger in my butt just a little more and then pulled it out. What timing! It was a great sensation!
I lowered my legs on either side of Ron and he laid his head on my pubic area. We were quiet for a while as we let our breathing return to normal. Finally, I sat up on the edge of the table and Ron got upright on his knees. We embraced and kissed. We had a lingering hug. I pulled back a little and we smiled at each other.
"That," I said, "was worth whatever hassle and discomfort that waxing caused."
He said, "I'm glad you feel that way. I loved it too!"
I kissed him again and said, "Well, I better go dry off some."
We got up and I noticed Ron still had a bulge in the front of his shorts. I knew something would have to be done about that but I just patted it lightly and walked to the bathroom with my stretchy skirt still up around my hips.
When I got back to the living room, Ron had put the pillows back and my castoff undies were neatly folded on the table.
"How sweet!" I said. "Don't let me forget those when I leave. I'd like to hear you explain them to your mom!" We laughed. Ron was sort of lying back cockeyed on the couch. I looked him in the eyes as I knelt down beside the couch. I made free with the button and zipper on his shorts and found he wasn't wearing any underwear. I tugged and he lifted his butt and we gradually got his shorts off completely. I rubbed my hands up his thighs and his dick was sort of at half-mast. I worked my hands closer to his junk then probed here and there with a finger. He was looking down watching what I was doing. I sat back a little and gave his groin a critical look.
"Ya know, that's quite a bush you got goin' on there. What would you think about a little trim for you too?"
"Oh, no! I'm not ready for waxing or whatever. I got some delicate things down there. I can't feature any yanking and peeling!"
"No, no," I said laughing, "I just meant a trim with scissors or something."
"Oh." he replied looking down.
"I guess that wouldn't be terrible." He got used to the idea for a minute and then said, "Come with me."
I followed his cute bare butt upstairs to the bathroom. He rummaged around in a cupboard and came out with an electric hair trimmer.
"My brother used to have a beard." He said by way of explanation. "I hope it's still charged." He turned it on and it buzzed away. "OK, here's these thingies to make it trim to the right length. Which one is for pubic hair?"
"Let's try this one," I said holding up the middle one of the three. I clipped it on the trimmer, held it up, looked at Ron and said, "Trust me?"
"Well, ok, but the first screech or sign of blood and your outta here!"
I said, "Don't worry. I won't screech."
We got a big towel and he laid down on it on his bed. I started at the top, just below his waistline. I took a couple passes and paused feeling and inspecting.
"I think we could use the shorter one. What do you think?"
