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Subject: Shaving
From: kathy.sanders@sage.com (Kathy Sanders)
Date: Fri, 22 Apr 94 10:12:00 -0800
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Shaving

Sorry that I haven't been on in a while, but I've been out of town on
business. Yes, a week in Hawaii but for four days I had to attend two
hours of meetings each day. Rough job, but somebody had to do it. Had
an interesting experience that I thought would be perfect to share
with you. I started on my second day, by the pool. Being the only
one from the company at the meetings, I wasn't as concerned as usual
about my image (outside of the meetings of course). I used the
opportunity to break in a new bikini that I bought last year and had
never worn in public. The bra is small, but not exceptional (not that
I have anything exceptional to fill it), but the bottoms are daring to
say the least. It's a diaper cut that covers about half my ass and in
front there is a two inch strip, which if I'm careful will conceal my
pussy lips.

I had a fair tan when I left for the Islands. The bathing suit is
white. I realized I was getting a lot of stares, and enjoying it.
There was this gorgeous blonde sitting at a table facing me. Over the
course of three hours, every time I glanced up, I saw her staring at
me. It really didn't bother me at all, I was enjoying it in fact. Hell
at thirty-two, I'll take all the envy I can get from the college aged
crowd.

I had an appointment for dinner, so about five o'clock I took a quick
plunge to wake up and headed for my room. I didn't realize it at
first, but the blonde was right behind me as I waited for the
elevator. When a bellhop got off the elevator at the third floor there
were just the two of us left for the ride up. I was on the twentieth
floor and my companion had pushed the button for twenty-three. It took
about three floors for her to shift her eyes from my crotch to my
face.

We smiled at each other and she complemented my bathing suit. By the
fifteenth floor we had exchanged names and home cities. Just as the
doors started to open on my floor, she asked one last question.

"Sylvia, I know this is really forward of me, but I've been wondering
all afternoon. How do you keep your pubic hair from sticking out? Do
you use hot wax? I've been afraid to try it; I know it must really
hurt."

I had stepped off the elevator and was holding the door open with my
hand. Instead of answering her, I let go of the door and as it started
to close, I reached down and pulled the crotch of my bathing suit to
the side. Her eyes grew a little wider and her smile a little broader
as she looked at my clean shaven pussy.

While I did think about that cute blonde, by the way her name is
Darlene, a couple of times that night, I didn't get my hopes too high.
I am very rarely the aggressor, with either a man or a woman. (I don't
handle rejection very well, so why open myself up for it.) So it would
be up to Darlene to take the next step. And I was prepared for her to
totally ignore me the next time we met. I figured the chances of
meeting a girl from a small mid-western town who was interested in and
available for a casual gay relationship with a woman who was close to
her mother's age, were pretty slim. Still, as I used two fingers to
sooth myself to sleep it was Darlene I saw on the back of my eyelids.

I sat at the poolside bar nursing a drink for almost an hour before I
saw Darlene pick out a lounge chair and start to smooth lotion onto
her skin. I waited a few minutes longer so I wouldn't appear obvious,
before walking to an empty chair on the other side of the pool. I was
careful not to look in her direction and turned the chair slightly to
the side. It seemed like hours had passed, but when I took my watch
from my bag I saw that it had only been about five minutes. I was
tempted to just glance over to see if she had even seen me, but I
didn't, I replaced my watch and removed a bottle of suntan oil. As I
unscrewed the top a voice from behind asked if the chair next to me
was taken.

The afternoon passed quickly. We talked about clothes, men, food, and
nail polish. Darlene was really fun company and I was resolved to the
fact that I had made a new friend, nothing more. At one point Darlene
offered to spread oil on my back when she saw me strain to reach the
middle. As her fingers worked over my back I was felt a little sorry
that we'd never be more intimate.

Probably not the last time I'll ever be wrong. As the sun started to
set we both started packing up. As we walked to the lobby Darlene
opened the door.

"You know, I really like the way you look down there. Is it hard to
keep up?" Darlene eyes were fixed on my crotch again.

While we waited for the elevator, I started to tell her how simple it
was, but a disgusting man with a pot belly and an unlit cigar butt cut
our discussion short. As the doors shut behind us I leaned toward
Darlene and in a soft voice said, "I've got everything I'd need to
show you in my room."

When Darlene didn't reach for the elevator button, I knew there was
still a chance have a little fun during my business trip.

Inside my room Darlene stood in front of a full length mirror and
adjusted the crotch of her suit. I sat on the bed behind her and
watched her reflection as she rolled the waist band down her hips a
little and gathered the material of the front panel into a narrow
strip.

"I'd love to wear a suit like yours, but this looks a little silly.
Don't you think so?"

She turned around to face me, and I saw what she meant. There were
blonde hairs sticking from around all three sides of the small
triangle of material she had formed.

"Is it a big hassle to keep yourself like you do?"

Darlene listened intently as I described my morning ritual. I told her
that I hardly even thought about it, but that I had been shaving
myself for many years. I was honest and let her know that at first it
could take a bit of time and that if you tried to rush, you wind up
with little nicks, and that a hairy pussy looked better than one
covered with scars. I didn't want to be too negative, so I told her
some of the benefits too. I told her that most men found it a big
turn on, that if she liked to have her pussy sucked and licked she
would find her partners doing a better job, because they could see
what they were doing. I explained how tight pants would cling to my
cunt lips and show a clear outline of them. Also how not having a
cushion of hair hiding my clit made it so much more sensitive.

"Would you like to see just how it's done?" Expecting her answer I
walked toward the bathroom.

I turned on the hot water in the sink and hooked my thumbs into the
waist band of my suit. I stood just like that, waiting to see what the
girl would do. When she lifted herself onto the counter next to the
sink and crossed her legs I continued. I slowly pushed the panties off
my hips and down my thighs as they neared my knees, gravity took over
and they fell to my feet. At the same time I stepped out of the little
piece of cloth I reached for a wash cloth and placed it under the
running water.

I gave Darlene a chance to get a good look at my cunt before I broke
her concentration by turning off the water and explaining that the hot
water softened the hairs and made the job easier. Taking the steaming
rag with me I walked over to the toilet and placed my right foot on
the lid. I knew that in this position the lips separated and Darlene
could see the pink gash between them. I placed the towel against
myself and just stood silently for a minute.

It took less than two minutes for me to rub some lotion on (to help
the blade slide over the skin), lather myself up, and whisk away the
few small hairs that had sprouted in the past few hours.

"I use more lotion afterward, too," I explained as I demonstrated, "I
don't know that it helps any, but it's an excuse to touch myself once
more. It really feels great, so smooth and so soft."

With my hand still on my cunt I took the two steps back to where she
sat. I pulled my hand up my belly slowly until just my middle finger
was resting between the lips, right over my clit. Darlene eased
herself off the counter and stood a few inches away from me. Her hand
was at the same level as my cunt and right in front of it, but she
didn't reach out. Maybe I just didn't give her time, I pulled my hand
away and leaned toward her at the same time.

"That feels divine." Darlene slid her hand over the mound and slipped
her fingers around the lips. She repeated the motion a few more times
before stepping back and pulling her hand away. "And it looks so
sexy. I'm gonna do it!"

There was a gleam in her eyes as she uttered her decision. I told her
that the first time took some extra preparation and that it was a good
idea to have some help. I didn't even pretend to think about it when
she asked if I would assist.

Darlene was lying on the bed with her legs spread apart and a towel
under her ass. I ran my fingers through the golden curls and gathered
a small lock between my fingers. As I slid the scissors under my
fingers I gave her one last chance.

"Having any second thoughts?"

She shook her head. Ten minutes later she had a crew cut. I told her
it would be easier for me if she remained lying down and I went to get
my supplies. When I returned with the ice bucket full of hot water, a
few disposable razors, shaving cream and a towel I saw that she had
placed the make up mirror from the dresser between her legs.

As I placed the hot towel over her I push gently against her pussy
with my hand. As I peeled the towel away I could see the head of her
clit sticking out from between her lips. I lathered her up and quickly
had only those lips left to do. Picking up a new razor, I
repositioned myself between her legs.

I lifted one of her feet and placed it on my shoulder. As I grasped
one of her cunt lips and held it tight across the other, I explained
how pulling the skin taught made for a cleaner shave. I worked very
slowly at this stage, because I was enjoying the way my finger was
nestled into her slit. I reversed the operation and the job was almost
done.

The first shave really does require some extra care and work. I wanted
this to be a first class job so I started all over with a new coat of
lather and yet another razor. I just wanted to make sure there was no
stubble to spoil the sensation the first time she ran her fingers over
her bald cunt. When it was done I wiped away the last traces of
shaving cream with the towel and handed Darlene the lotion.

She stood in front of the bathroom mirror and we both watched as she
worked the lotion into her skin. I stared at her cunt as she took her
hand away. It was the sexiest thing I've seen in a long long time. Her
clit was sticking out almost a quarter of an inch. It looked like a
little tiny pink cock. Darlene saw it too.

"Oh look, you can see my little clitty." As if to prove it she reached
down and rolled it between her fingers. "Does it look funny sticking
out like this?"

Instead of answering, I knelt on the tile floor in front of her and
planted a kiss right on it. The added stimulation from her fingers
had made the button swell even more and I had no problem holding it
between my lips and teasing it with the tip of my tongue. Without
looking up I knew Darlene was enjoying it. The little whimpers told me
so, but I'm glad I did look up. She had unhooked the front of her top
and was pinching her nipples while I continued to suckle her clit.

Darlene liked her hairless look as much as I did. Whenever I didn't
have my tongue or my finger inside her she was looking in mirrors,
trying to get a new view. At one point she got on her hands and knees,
put her hand between her legs and spread her cunt wide open. She told
me to get the mirror and directed me to adjust it this way and that
until she had a good view. We both watched as she worked one, then two
and finally three fingers inside. Darlene pumped her fingers in and
out about a dozen times before pulling them free and, almost too fast
to be seen, slammed in her thumb up to the hilt. Her fingers glistened
with her juice and she put the lubricant to good use. She used the
slick goo to lube up her butt hole and then eased a finger into it.
She rocked her hand back and forth. First toward her cunt, and when
her thumb was buried and her finger was about to pop out of her anus,
she reversed the motion.

I watched as long as I could and then I had to do something. I knelt
behind her and eased her finger out of her butt and watched for a
second as the sphincter started to close the opening her finger had
created. This always reminds me of the door of a spaceship closing.
Before it had a chance to shut all the way, I stuck the tip of my
tongue in. As I applied pressure I could feel the muscle relax and her
asshole open up. I have to be pretty turned on before I give a rim
job, but once I reach that point, it only makes me hotter.

A flash of light distracted me, for a second I thought someone had
entered the room taken a photo. When I opened my eyes I realized that
Darlene had picked up the mirror from the bed and was watching. As I
worked on her ass, Darlene continued to finger her cunt. I pushed my
tongue into her butt as far as I could and held still for a minute. I
could feel her fingers pushing up against the skin that was
surrounding my tongue.

As I was checking out the next day, I decided to walk past the pool so
I could say good-bye once more, if Darlene happened to be there. She
was and lying on the chair next to her was her double. As I was
introduced to her twin sister Dana, I noticed they were wearing
identical bikinis. Teeny, tiny identical bikinis and there wasn't a
hair to be seen except on their heads. The smile on Darlene's lips
proved my suspicion. I was way behind schedule already and tried
desperately to think of a good excuse to have to spend another day in
Hawaii. I knew there wasn't one that would work.

My eyes were closed for the entire flight across the Pacific, but I
didn't sleep a wink, I was watching movies. Not "Baby Boom," the in-
flight film, which is how most of the other passengers filled the
time. The movies I watched were in my head. There was the one about
Darlene showing off her hairless cunt to her sister and convincing her
to remain identical. And the one about the twins in bed together
enjoying the new access they had to each other's oversized clits. And
then my favorite - the one about the short lady from California
teaching the look-alikes some new twists, and learning a few.