When I left the salon, I had my usual feeling of excitement. After my session with Elspeth, my body was utterly hairless from the neck down. As per all of my appointments with her, she waxed every area of my body where hair had once grown. My legs, underarms and pubic region were carefully depilated and any stray hairs that she found were tweezed. This had been a monthly ritual for several years and was now only necessary three or four times a year. The feeling of heightened sexuality and beauty was something that I experienced every time I left the salon.
I have never liked body hair. I started shaving when hair started to grow on my legs and when it appeared under my arms and between my legs I tried everything that was readily available to remove it. I endured razor burn and a few rashes caused by depilatory creams until I heard about the bikini wax. I found an esthetician who carefully removed all of my pubic hair and I have continued having it done ever since.
The sexual urges that I get from being so utterly naked under my clothes make me feel like showing myself off a little. This is something that I sometimes do at the fitness club where I keep my 40-something figure in shape. Sometimes I linger in the steam bath or shower when one of the better looking women is around. I even turned one of my exhibitionist displays into an afternoon delight with the lovely Mrs. Mathison.
On this day however, I was feeling very naughty and thought about the relatively unknown club which I had attended on a couple of occasions in the past. It was at the back of a high end hotel in the downtown district but was not open to the public. It was a members only place for women and I had purchased a membership when I went there with a friend several months earlier.
It was the end of the school year so having no worries about going to work in the morning, I decided that I would have a wild night out to celebrate.
After a light supper, I showered and wandered around my bedroom nude, deciding what to wear. I decided on my shortest skirt and a sheer blouse which I would wear over my half cup bra. I was feeling very naughty by that time and considered going without panties. However, I got an even naughtier idea. A year or so earlier, I had purchased what they called a C-string which barely covered my pubis and stayed in place with a narrow piece between my buttocks. Once I put that on and selected my heels, I strutted in front of the mirror and admired myself. There would be very little left to the imagination for those women who would see me at the club.
Now fully in the mood, I sat down at my dressing table and did my make-up. When that was done, I put on my half-bra and saw that my nipples were mostly exposed so I decided to highlight them with lipstick.
By the time I arrived at the club, I felt very sexy and dressed to be noticed. The hostess smiled at me and after checking my membership, allowed me inside.
The main room was a bar with tables and booths around the edges of it. As usual it was filled with women who met the standards of attractiveness required to become a member. I made my way to the bar, passing by several women who were topless including two waitresses. The bare breasts around me made me feel even more daring.
I sat down on a tall stool and ordered wine while I checked the action on the floor. I could hear dance music from the next room but around me the women mingled and displayed themselves. As I sipped my wine, I could see the women who were glancing at me, checking me out. I turned slightly sideways on my stool so my legs were well presented. My short skirt slid to the top of my thighs and my crotch was partly visible.
"Don't you look gorgeous!" a voice said on my right side and when I turned to see who it was I was amazed to see a tall beautiful woman in a tight red dress smiling at me. She had clear blue eyes, an amazing figure and a completely shaved head. On her it looked great.
"Thank you," I said. "And you look fabulous. Is this your regular hairstyle?"
"Yes," she laughed. "I started shaving my head several years ago. It makes me feel very elegant and very sexy. Do you want to touch it?"
I did want to touch it and when I did she purred as I stroked her scalp. It was warm and very smooth to the touch. It did feel very sexy and since I am aroused by hairless bodies, the absence of hair on her head was very exciting.
"Come. Dance with me," she said taking me by the hand and leading me into the disco part of the club.
The music was too loud to talk so we just touched as we moved through the crowded floor filled with highly charged women some of whom had shed all their clothes. Several of the dancers called my dance partner Angela and I supposed that it would be hard to forget her once having met her.
As we began to move together facing each other, Angela began to unbutton my sheer blouse. I allowed her to slip my blouse over my shoulders and then allowed her to undo my demi-bra so that my lipsticked nipples were fully exposed. We were watched by those nearest us as I was undressed. My skirt was next and when I stepped out of it, I was naked except for the small patch of fabric that covered my pubic mound.
Angela carried my clothes to a corner table and let me dance alone while I was admired on all sides. When she returned, she pulled me to her and slid my C-string off, leaving me totally nude except for my high heels. I danced for her, enticing her, inviting her to touch me.
She danced all around me, admiring my body. She stepped behind me and pulled me to her by my hips. Then she ran her hands over my shiny body, caressing my breasts and my naked mound while grinding against me.
When the music stopped, Angela led me to the table where she had placed my clothes in a cloth bag. Then she took me by the hand once more and led me across the floor to the entrance. Other tableaux were unfolding on the dance floor but most eyes followed my naked body.
After telling me to stand by the door, she took her keys from the hostess and went to retrieve her vehicle. I waited naked while passersby regarded me with interest.
Minutes later, the door was opened for me and the hostess escorted me to a white Mercedes and opened the door. I slid in onto a cool leather seat beside Angela and once I buckled my seat belt, she drove into the night.
*****
We arrived at our destination in a few minutes. It was a two story building that was like two concrete cubes stacked on top of each other. Angela pulled the car into a parking space behind the house and came around to my side to open the door. She helped me out of the car and led me carefully over a stone pathway to the rear door of the place. A plastic card and a key entry allowed her to open the door and lead me, still nude, into her place.
Every thing that had happened was so exciting. The feeling of being stripped naked in public and kept that way made me feel unbelievably aroused. Now I was seated on a leather sofa, still nude and with my lipsticked nipples hard as pencil erasers.
As I sat there, she faced me and removed her red dress and her bra. Her magnificent breasts swung free and she stood over me smiling. I could not believe how beautiful they were and I sat there dumbstruck as she began to remove her panties.
The shock of seeing what was in her hands was indescribable. This beautiful hairless creature with the magnificent breasts had an erect penis of above average size. She moved closer to me so that I could touch it and marvel at its beauty. It was as smooth as the rest of her and I could not take my eyes off it.
"Touch it," she said and I took it in my hand. Then as she moved closer, I opened my mouth and took it inside.
