Author's note: Everyone in this series is over 18.
It was late when I finally got ready for bed.
There was one more thing I wanted to do.
Tomorrow morning was going to be crazy, everyone was going to be away until late Sunday night, and I was going to have two nights alone ... well not alone, not really.
I went into the bathroom and closed the door. Reaching into the cupboard I pulled out the bag I had purchased earlier today.
I looked at the tweezers that I had in the bag and thought about what time it was. I took out my phone and googled what I wanted to do.
"Hmmm, let's do it the easy way," I said to my reflection. I put a new blade in my razor, and I very carefully shaved.
It took less time than I thought and wasn't as painful as plucking, I set the razor down and looked in the mirror.
"That's different," I said looking at my reflection. I used my hand and ran my fingers across the now bare surfaces. My pussy tingled.
I turned the bag upside down and it fell out.
I picked it up and using my drawing skills, I very carefully drew my eyebrows. I wondered in the morning if anyone would notice.
"One step closer," I smiled.
I tucked everything back into the bag and put it into the drawer.
Then I washed my face but I purposely left Erich's dried cum on my thighs and was surprised as some was still leaking from me. I couldn't resist and brought some to my lips.
"Yummy," I smiled.
A few minutes later, still naked, I crawled into bed. I was asleep before my head hit the pillow.
It seemed like I had only closed my eyes when the alarm went off. I rarely used the alarm but I needed it this morning, and so did everyone else.
Dean was up early when I was doing my workout and actually helped pry the boys out of bed. Both slipped downstairs separately where I was doing yoga to say good morning and I let them both kiss me long and hard before Dean called them back upstairs for breakfast. Both noticed the eyebrows, but Dean did not. Both asked if I was excited, and I let them feel me up to get their answer before they ran up the stairs.
The normal morning routine was upset because of the tournament, but after last night's activities and the "glow" that I still felt, I hardly even noticed.
Everyone finally got organized, Dean slipped out with a quick peck on my cheek while the boys lagged to supposedly grab a couple things they forgot, I was what they grabbed and with one of them keeping an eye out for their father, the other gave kissed me and did some petting before switching places.
Dean honked the horn and both ran out the door, the scent of my damp pussy hung in the air and I wondered if Dean would notice my scent on the boy's talented fingers. I watched their car doors swing shut, I heard the music start, and the car left, no brake lights, no repercussions, so he did not appear to notice or maybe did not recognize the scent for what it was.
Still, a little dazed and buzzed from enjoying being felt up by both of them, I managed to get ready for work and made it with five minutes to spare.
The day at work inched by with agonizing slowness until finally, 5 pm arrived and I zoomed out towards the door. That was the fastest I had moved all day.
Brooke, my boss stopped me within sight of the door and asked, "Is tonight the night?"
She looked to see if anyone was listening and said, "I checked with H/R and they are fine with you shaving your head, particularly if it's raising money for a fundraiser."
She laughed and said, "I also got them to donate $100 as well."
"That's a nice bonus," I said sincerely.
Then she added, "I can't wait to see you shaved bald, I shouldn't say this, but I think you are pretty sexy now, but thinking of you completely bald just raises my blood pressure to an entirely new level." As if suddenly realizing what she had just said, it looked like her entire body blushed at the same time.
You could tell she was keyed up, I knew she was probably aware of my multiple masturbation trips to the washroom each day and I thought she had wanted to say something but didn't know how exactly to do it. The sexual tension that I would have been blind to only a few weeks ago was really apparent to me now. I wanted to kiss her. I suspected she would let me.
She seemed unsure of herself and then she took a deep breath and ask, "Nancy would you answer a personal question for me?"
"Sure, you're my boss, but you are way more than that, I liked to think we're friends, close friends," I emphasized "the close," playfully implying some sexual overtones.
Brooke and I had always gotten along okay in the past and we had enjoyed several wine nights. Nothing had ever happened between us, but there was always a hint of her wanting more. Over the past few days and weeks, I had noticed the ways she found to always be touching my hands or arms, "accidentally," and looks that lingered maybe for a second or two longer than normal.
"I can't, it's too personal," she said avoiding eye contact with me.
"Nobody is here, Brooke, go ahead, you never know I might just say yes," adding even more implications to my playfulness.
She smiled and then blushed.
"Go ahead Brooke, there isn't anything you could say that would make me uncomfortable," I said sincerely.
"Okay, but you're sure?"
"Yes Brooke," and I reached out and squeezed her hand."
"Uhh, okay," and she took a deep breath and said, "Nancy after you shave your head will you be totally hairless?"
I looked at her and took a chance; I leaned toward her and kissed her on the lips.
Brooke seem to freeze for a moment then her body visibly got looser, and she kissed me back. It was a nice, tentative kiss, her eyes were closed, her lips were soft, and I noticed her perfume was a mix of spice and lavender. I closed my eyes too and we kissed again not so tentatively this time, and then again and again.
When we stopped, I said, "If you mean, do I shave my pussy? then the answer is yes." I thought Brooke might fall over because of my boldness.
