I have always wondered what it would be like to have sex with a girl who has not shaved her legs and underarms. I guess you can say it has been a fetish of mine for as long as I could remember. At twenty four I was begining to think I would never see my fantasy come true. After all where is a guy going to find a girl with hairy under arms and a nice crop of hair on her legs.
My friend Gary laughed at me when I told him about my fetish. He thought I was nuts and said I would never find that kind of girl. After he finished laughing he said if I did find her, she would probably be ugly. When Gary walked away, I decided I was not going to tell anyone else.
I was to the point of putting the thought out of my mind, then I met this girl at a convenience store. She was coming in as I was paying. She was beautiful. I watched her walk by. I turned around a couple of times to check her out while I was in line. It was the only time I was thankful for a long line. I searched my mind for an opening line, but nothing.
She was five eight or nine, she had broad shoulders and wide hips with a beautiful round ass. Her long brownish blond hair was beautiful. I guessed she was 22 or 23. Watching her, I started wondering what she looked like naked with hairy legs. She had on a man's shirt and slacks. Above the pocket on the shirt a patch said "a plus auto parts" Above the other pocket was the name Kelly.
"Hi."
Her words took me by surprise. Slowly they stroked me back to reality. I stopped visualizing her naked and said,
"Hello."
With a look of curiosity, she said,
"I saw you looking at me in the store. I wanted to say something, but I wasn't sure what to say."
"I know what you mean."
I felt like a total dweeb with that answer. Before getting into our cars we made a date for lunch in about an hour. I went back to work. That was the longest hour I've been through in a while. Our lunch date was nice. In the next month we got to know each other. I found out her parents own the parts store and she is the manager. She knows more about auto parts then most mechanics.
We had been going out for six months. A few times I stayed at her house late into the night, sometimes she spent late evenings at my small one bedroom apartment. Through that time we never had sex. I was begining to feel like she didn't want to.
One Friday night after she closed the store, we went out for dinner and a movie. The movie let out a little after midnight. We went back to my apartment. We were sitting close on the couch while watching television. We were kissing, hugging and I was caressing her breasts. She was so passionate; I was getting turned on.
I reached for the bottom of her shirt. She stopped me.
"What are you doing?"
I looked at her with a puzzled look. Was I getting the wrong signals? I thought I would be straight forward. I said,
"I was going to take your shirt off and see you topless. and maybe we could go further.
She smiled almost like she was embarrassed. After an awkward silence, she said,