Read on. Sorry.It seemed like no time at all before I was pronounced 'finished' byNancy and the other girls there. My makeup had been done to a T, myn...ils sanded, polished, finished and sealed, my hair doing things hairwas NEVER intended to do, and I looked absolutely FABULOUS! I wascompletely captivated by the image I saw in the mirror, So much so thatI almost forgot that I wasn't REALLY Holly! Thoughts of how all the menwere just going to DROOL when they saw me, filled my head, and all. He looked me in the eye and said, Wanna find out? I just giggled and asked if that meant he was going to shave me and rather than answer, he jumped off the bed, ran into the bathroom and moments later, returned with a bowl of water and his shaving gear. I watched intently as he applied a little foam to the little blonde mound of hair and then ever so gently began short shaving motions. He teased me as he worked by occasionally brushing past my clit with his fingers but in less than ten minutes,. It may hard to believe but I started masturbating after five years of marriage. It gives me a different kick to fantasies though in real I wouldn’t dare to do anything other than my husband Rakesh. My college day’s friend Reena and I were very close. Close enough to discuss our every single problem or pleasures including sex. Unfortunately her husband has been suffering from premature ejaculation and has refused to see doctor about it. This made me and Reena very close as she needed to discuss. She felt her own moisture. Her own heart had begun to beat faster. The anticipation of what might happen had always pushed her higher and higher until she’d surrendered to the all-encompassing pleasure and spasms and contortions as her body celebrated its ability to give pleasure, an ability she knew God had given her.This afternoon the shadows lengthened. Dancers paused in their labors from time to time to add more wood to the fire. The warmth of the afternoon had begun to fade. It would be.