SUMMARY: Jenny, the vivacious and sensuously adventurous 18 year-old office junior, discovers the inside revelations about having her pussy pierced.
In a week's time Jenny is to meet a young woman who wants to make love to her. It is something she has never done but is doing it to simply please her boss now she is promoted as his personal secretary.
She suddenly sees herself as some sort of teenage version of the sexpot star in Richard Gere's and Julia Roberts' film Pretty Woman -- if she plays her cards right she will do very well. The BMW is maybe just a start, she thinks.
She decides to get her genitals pierced after reading how much it can improve a woman's sex life and pleasure down below, not just during sex, but also just by crossing her legs! On her third and final visit to the old physiotherapist who looked after her injured knee in past weeks, she asks him for advice on whom to trust for such a personal thing.
The therapist tells her the most experienced man doing body piercing, and specialising in genital adornment, is his own younger brother. "He ought to retire now he's gone past 55 but gee he looks good for his age; a very masculine old bugger but ruggedly handsome in his way. He must be good because he gets lots of repeat business, eh." That satisfies her doubts and she decides she will go to him but first, the sex drive in Jenny takes her to a hot lingerie shop. She figures that if anyone is going to be looking at her down there she wants to make herself look really special.
She never cares about the age of any man she prick teases. All men, all ages, are pervs in her opinion and she likes to make them look weak. She makes her boss cave in. She thinks that sometimes the older they are the worse they area and, she reckons, it must be their way of trying to reclaim a part of their life they lost many years ago.
But for her stepdaddy he can't do anything wrong in Jenny's eyes. She still calls him daddy even though she's now 18 and very much a fine young woman despite her somewhat baby face He raised her on his own after her mother died 10 years earlier. It wasn't easy raising such a sprightly kid at the time and he gave her with all the care and affection she needed as if she were his own. Indeed, Jenny owes the very strength of her own convictions to him. Boys her own age, she figures, just don't appreciate the erotic aspects of female beauty the way older men do.
She purchases a stunning one-piece sheer skin coloured light cotton cat suit that snuggles into her every crevice and fits over her 34-inch hips and 38-inch bust and clings like transparent food plastic wrap. Not very comfortable, she thinks, but it's only for show, not for longevity.
It is raining when she leaves home so she dons a raincoat and soon finds the man's address tucked well back among trees down a long driveway on the western fringes of town. The door opens to a strikingly handsome man, but decidedly very much the veteran age like her boss. He is shirtless, showing a wide strong chest with a mass of silver black hair and stands there in black track pants. He is a wiry built man; only his face seems to give away the reality that he's older than his body looks. Sort of like her boss, only not as good looking, but about the same age. He ushers Jenny inside and takes her to his elaborate work studio. Jenny says she wants to have some very personal body piercing but not sure what is best for her.
"Well young lady, I have so many styles and sizes here, I have been doing this for many years," he assures her. "Here, let me take your coat while I get you a book of samples." Jenny pushes hack her ponytail and removes her raincoat, revealing her next-to-nothing undercover that doesn't cover much at all. She is wearing her high platform shoes which add two inches to her normal 5ft 8in. height. He surveys the sexually attractive figure standing there. "Now that is one outfit I don't get to see these days but I must say it suits you well," he teases. "Hmm, you seem to be in pretty good nick young lady, maybe the best figure I've come across in my 30 or so years doing this"
"Gee, you still do this after 30 years of it, don't you get sick and tired of looking at -- you know? Jenny asks clumsily. "Miss, they come in similar shapes and sizes but you know, every single one is different. Really, I never get tired of looking at a well shaped nicely looked after... er, figure. Too answer your question, when a man stops looking at a woman's body he is ready for the grave."
He plonks a large heavy bound A3 size book of colour photo samples on the bench for her to look through for ideas then sits back in a lounge chair side on to her admiring her vivacious figure; especially the way her breasts push the skintight outfit to its extreme resistance. Jenny sees the book labelled volume 20 contains more than 100 sheets of wide landscape pages with one client per page. Indeed, the variety of genital piercing surprises her. She notices that all the coloured photos carry a face picture of the client, a description of the type of piercing, a full figure picture of the client, and pictures of the genitals in a before and after sequence from front, side and rear angles. All have a close-up of the actual pierced body part.
"Why are there so many pictures from different angles," Jenny puts to him. "Why do you need to do that?"
"Simple, my lass, every girl or woman wants to know immediately how her adornment looks from someone else's perspective -- they like to see what their lover sees and not everyone likes to stand upside down in front of mirror when they get home to work it out so I can produce these images digitally by the time they are ready to go home from here. All the different angles are to satisfy every curiosity. It costs no more and for new customers like you, it's a way of seeing how things turn out when viewed from different positions."
"Makes sense, I guess," Jenny concedes.
"I keep this portfolio as a private record of my work. Some nights I roam through these archives and I can clearly remember them coming in and how each and every one reacted. This is my life"
He watches on as Jenny slowly turns the pages studying years of his work. After half an hour of looking she picks a more advanced sample he calls the triangle and horizontal hood piercing -- two separate jewellery placements that simultaneously can stimulate the clitoris front and back. He calls it the double whammy, as the rear stimulation of the clitoris can be mind blowing for some lucky women.
