1. Glamour Shots, Chapter 22


    Date: 12/3/2016, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: stormdog100, Rating: 26, Source: LushStories

    intense joy that only something like that can bring. After, as her crest passed, she went totally limp in my arms. I held her, gladly, wondering if she had passed out or simply fallen asleep. As her breathing returned to normal I slowly slid my cum-slickened hand out from between her legs, earning a low moan of protest. “Does that mean you’re awake?” “Mmm-hmm, barely. God, that was amazing! Thank you.” I laughed softly. “You don’t have to thank me, babe; I think I enjoyed that as much as you did.” “Unlikely.” “Well, almost as much then. I do love seeing and hearing you come – you know that, right?” “I think you’ve mentioned it before, yes.” “I’m sure. So, anyhow, back to you getting your little furry spot denuded; when are you going to do that?” “I don’t know yet… as soon as Jonathan can fit me in, I guess.” I was shocked! “Jonathan? It’s a guy? A guy does the pussy waxing there? I don’t like the sound of that at all!” “Oh come on! He’s a total pro, he’s been doing it for years! All the girls use him.” I shook my head as I leaned forward to look at her. “No way. No fucking way is some pervert going to be rubbing his hands all over your pussy while he’s yanking the hair out! I’ll do it myself if I have to, before I’ll let that happen.” She gave me her sweetest smile. “Aww - you’d do that for me? I’m touched.” “Alli, this doesn’t make any sense; isn’t there someplace else you could go? I mean, I just don’t like… She cut me off mid-objection, giggling “Sshhh, honey; are you ...
    familiar with the word ‘punked’? You’ve just been punked, my dear; there are no men working at the spa. I was just kidding.” “Really?” She nodded, still giggling. I shook my head and just looked at her for a moment, and then I laughed too. “Damn! You know, you’ve got a real mean streak, pulling something like that on the stud that just set your world on fire! And all along I’ve been thinking you’re my sweet, loving, innocent wife, but really you’re just a cruel bitch in sheep’s clothing.” She giggled again. “That’s because I know you have a thing for sheep.” “You’re about to get that perfect little ass of yours spanked again.” I squeezed her more tightly, glad that our tense moments of earlier had not ruined our night. “Hmm, no; that always leads to other things, and I’m too worn out for that right now. So when I get this Brazilian wax done – and yes, I’m dreading it – what would you like me to do?” She wriggled into my hug, her body nested perfectly in the curve of mine. “Do? Like what to leave or not, you mean?” “Yeah. Should I go totally smooth, or leave a little something for you to play with?” “Jeez, I don’t know. It’s not something I’ve ever given a lot of thought to, never suspecting you’d work for a boss that would require it.” Sometimes I should probably know better than to try to joke about things; it fell flat. “Davey…please?” “Kidding, babe. That was my lame attempt at humor to try to show you that I’m open-minded and accepting and all that other crap good little ...