I nervously waited for the cream to take effect and then stepped inside the shower. The warm water felt so relaxing as it washed away the hair leaving...me soft and smooth all over.Leanne handed me a towel and helped dry me off, wrapping the towel around me chest ad tucking it in at the front. She asked me to follow her back to the bedroom and told me to sit down in front of the vanity mirror. I did as instructed and sat down avoiding eye contact.I sat perfectly still as she carefully began. Hopefully it would all work out.That night when I got home, Shelly was naked waiting for me. Greeting me at the door with a drink made and kissing me hard on the lips, I was taken with how wonderful she really was. A perfect slut wife of my dreams.We had a bite to eat, which considering that Shelly remained naked, was a feat for me. I wanted to fuck her right there, across the table. I held back. We went into the bedroom and I picked out a slinky sexy dress for her to wear. It clung to her. Claire got back on her haunches and took off her t-shirt, exposing her breasts. I moved my eyes to hers and asked the obvious question.“What the hell did you do that for, Claire? That solves nothing, put the shirt back on, please?” I turned around partially embarrassed for both her and me, and partially titillated over the fact that I’d seen her beautiful bare breasts again. She reached for her shirt and put it back on. Without turning around, she said, “Go ahead, if you need to take a cold. I was dripping! I quickly buried two fingers on my right hand deep in my cunt, working them in an out and alternately pressing against my g-spot. The thoughts of my readers were in my head, and I was imaging them masturbating to my stories at the same time.I bit my lip hard as the first orgasm hit me. It was quick and potent, but I knew I needed a powerful release to be able to go back to work. My juices were flowing out of my pussy, coating my hand and thighs. I pushed two more fingers into my.