Reader: This story is a continuation of the "A Much Needed Spa Treatment" series. For the most part it will stand alone, but some might make more sense if you have read the whole series. Thanks for any comments you might want to leave!
Just a few short hours ago, George had been in his office looking over resumes for the drafting and mechanical engineering job he and Ben had created at his company. It had been hard to concentrate. Ben had narrowed the field of applicants down to a half βdozen. He could of let Ben do the interviewing and hiring, but, as good a general manager Ben was, he was still young. George would let Ben give his opinion, but in the end it was his company and his decision. He gave each of the resumes a cursory glance and stuffed them in his briefcase. He would look them over more carefully later.
All thoughts of the office where behind him now. He was sitting naked on the patio of the Bermudan resort. He sipped his drink as he watched his beautiful wife shave her crotch with the electric shaver. He was certain he had just witnessed an orgasm. Life was good!
He had not been real happy with her decision to open the spa. They didn't need the money and he had finally arrived to the point with his own business that he could take time off to travel and enjoy the fruits of his labor. The spa, he knew, would consume much of Ellen's time and put a crimp in his plans, but it was something she wanted to try and since he loved her, he went along. He wanted her to be happy, so gave moral, physical and financial support to her venture. A small price for the dividends and rewards he was now reaping.
The place had yet to show a profit. In fact, with all of the travelling Ellen had done for "research" and the initial costs for the equipment, he figured it would take another year or two to break even. It wasn't monetary rewards he was enjoying, it was the change in his wife and the impact of her happiness on life that was the dividend.
Her latest trip (and latest reward) had been to a seminar on body hair removal. She had decided that the spa should offer "bikini trims". She came home with a wide variety of depilatories, waxes, an electric shaver and a completely bald beaver.
George smiled as he took another sip. Ellen was smearing a cocoa butter and vitamin E lotion on her freshly shaved bug.
"You like what you see?" She asked with a smile of her own.
"I still can't believe you did that. Makes me want to jump face first between those beautiful legs and eat you whole!"
Ellen stood up, exposing herself to anyone beyond the balcony, and approached her husband. She straddled his legs and she pulled his face to her bosom. George's hand found her smooth, greasy mound. His middle finger sought and found the opening to her sex. "Hmmm," she cooed as she squatted more to give his probing digit better access. Moments later she shivered as a small quake of pleasure passed through her.
"We still have time before our reservations." George said. His cock was hard and he wanted to replace his finger with his tongue.
Ellen pulled herself away. George saw a mischievous look in her eyes. She placed her hand on his engorged organ, gave him a deep kiss and then placed her mouth to his ear. "I have a deal for you." Ellen manipulated George's oozing member. "I'll go to the nude beach tomorrow if you go completely naked."
If it was possible, George's cock got even harder. He had always wanted to take her to a nude beach, but Ellen never would. She had no problem going naked around the house and she had gotten very comfortable being naked around Peter and Patty, but to be around a large group of naked bodies she would not do.
"You know I'll drop my pants anywhere."
"That's not what I had in mind." He hand tightened around his manhood. "I mean COMPLETELY naked," she paused, "They say that shaver works on men too."
Because of the ministrations she was doing to his cock and her willingness to go to the nude beach, it took a moment for him to realize what she was suggesting. He pushed her face away from his ear. "You want to shave my ENTIRE body?"
Ellen smiled when she saw the look of terror on his face. She gave his cock a couple of long easy strokes. "Not your entire body." She the fingers of her other hand through his very wooly chest. "We can just trim this back a bit."
"You want to shave little George?"
Ellen let go of his cock and began to lightly pull on his pubic hair. "I think it's only fair. Besides, we're going to selling the shavers and some of our clients might want to know if it works on their men." Ellen's voice was low and seductive. "And, maybe, without all this hair, I might want to spend a lot of time doing this." She lowered her head, gave the head of his prick a couple of licks and took the head into her mouth.
George was reeling. Ellen really knew how to get to him- a blowjob. But the idea of having a sharp tool getting close to his cock and balls was a bit unnerving. Ellen lowered her mouth further down his penis and slowly withdrew it. George put his head back and moaned.
Ellen pulled her self away before George exploded in her mouth. She stood reached out her hand. "Come. We'll do this in the bathroom." It was obvious she wasn't going to take 'No' for an answer.
George looked at her, drained his glass. "Why not?" With reluctance, he followed her into the bathroom.
"I see you had this well planned," George said when he saw Ellen pull an electric barber's clipper from her cosmetic bag.
Ellen gave him a mischievous smile. "Get in the tub."
While George stood in the tub, Ellen used the clipper and trimmed his chest and back hair to less than an inch. When that was done she began to work around his genitals, ever so carefully removing all the hair on his scrotum, inner thighs and pubis until only a short stubble remained.
She stood back and admired her work. "That wasn't so bad. Was it?"
George had to admit that the vibrations from the clippers had felt quite wonderful.
"Now to finish," Ellen took a bottle of talcum powder, poured a generous amount in her hand and rubbed it all over his cock and balls. She then grabbed the new shaver (the one she had just used on herself) and with great care and gentleness she used it to remove the remaining stubble until his crotch was as naked as the day he was born.
When she was done, she moved her hand over her handy work. "Take a shower and rinse off the hair. I'll be waiting for you on the bed."
When George arrived at the bed, Ellen was waiting for him with a jar of the Vitamin E and cocoa butter salve. He lay on the bed and let his wife apply salve. He had to admit that without hair, her fondling felt very different and very good. Ellen rubbed the mixture in until he was rock hard and his own juices helped with the lubrication. "I think I like the way this feels," Ellen said lovingly.
All George could say was, "Me, too." The combination of her attention on the balcony, the shaving process and her work with the balm had built a great deal of pressure in his scrotum.
As promised, Ellen began to give him a long deep blowjob. She turned around, straddled his chest and lowered her dripping sex onto George's eager mouth. It didn't take long in the sixty-nine position that they both came. He squirted his semen into her mouth and she squirted her juices onto his face.
They had enjoyed a beautiful Bermudan day on the beach. George was surprised that he was a bit hesitant about stripping naked. It was because of his new look, but as soon as he saw his wife remove her light dress, revealing her luscious tits and naked crotch, he joined her.
"I don't know why I have resisted doing this so much in the past," Ellen said to him as they soaked in the warm sun. "I love doing this at the camp."
"Feels wonderful. You up for a swim?
Without a second thought, they got up and walked across the beach and waded into the water. Once they were up to their bellies, they settled into the clear blue water. Ellen faced him, wrapped her legs around him and gave him a big kiss. "I'm sorry about what happened while I was gone last week." It was only the umpteenth time she had apologized for the added stress her absence had placed upon him.
"Forget about it," He said for the said number of times. He felt Ellen shift her hips causing her pussy to rub against his cock. "You do much more of that and it will be a while before I will be able to get out of the water."
With her arms wrapped around his neck, she looked at him. She had that look, the dirty look he liked so much. "Really," she chucked. She ground herself into him again. "I'm in no hurry."
Trying to take his mind off of what she was doing, he changed the subject. "What do you want to do tonight?"