She did not call me Liam; I was “Sir” when she addressed me. I would sometimes call her “Honey” or “Sweetie” and the like; she smiled so ...roadly when I did. Late one night, I had her sit beside me as we watched TV. I took her little hand in mine. I could feel her shiver. Liam: You are shivering, baby. Are you cold?Olive: Maybe a little.Liam: Let me put my other arm around you. Here Olive, snuggle close.Olive: Thank you, Sir.I took one hand and played with her fingers. Her shivering. Jenny read my cue and thrust, with a sinuous twist, and her hands filled me like I had never been filled before! Every tiny bit of me felt marvellously full. I came at once, clamping hard on her, the spasms hurting as much as they pleasured me, but it was an irresistible sensation, to be opened like that, to take so much of someone else inside my none too large body. It did things to me, it still does."Fabulous!" Jenny exclaimed, leaning harder so that as the spasms stopped, she slid in to her. I SO needed to look into a remodel for my bathroom after experiencing a shower like this! I had just rinsed the shampoo from my hair, and squirted a little conditioner in my hand when I heard the front door close, followed by voices making their way down the hall. Well, shit. So much for putting my best foot forward with the boyfriend! Fuck it! It is what it is, I thought to myself. So I just kept showering and let things play out as they would. Imagine my surprise when the bathroom door opened. I don’t shave”, she muttered. “I ... I have never shaved ... my ... my cunt”, she giggled.“That is great Karen”, he replied. “However, I have been told that before so drop your panties”. For seconds she was taken back, that comment she was no expecting and her hesitation did bring on a rebuke. “You said you didn’t shave, right now bare that hairy triangle”. Whether from hesitation or shock it still took a bit of time for her to stand naked from the waist down but his smile and nod of approval.