" I said." I said. "And how much fun it would be to finish the job for you." I added quickly. Debra stared at me, still holding the edge of the towel, slightly bent over and giving me a nice view of her cleavage. "You're serious, aren't you?" she asked. She seemed a bit surprised by my statement. Perhaps, I worried, I'd been too direct. But I nodded and smiled at the same time. "Call his bluff." Kay said with a grin. "I bet he chickens." "Wrong." I said calmly without taking my eyes from Debra's eyes. That's when I was surprised. Debra dropped the towel and straddled my legs, sitting on my lap, putting her arms around my neck. "Would you?" She said very softly. "Tenderly." I said. Debra's body seemed to melt all over me, and she leaned forward to kiss me. We'd kissed in the past, but this was much more intense, since it held the unspoken promise of pleasures yet to be realized. My hands found her thighs and slid up lightly to her waist. She seemed to writhe subtly and there was no longer any need to control my arousal. "Hmmm. You guys are gonna need a chaperone." Kay muttered. I was about to decline her services, but Debra spoke first. "Sure." She said. "Join us." Ken who? We went into Kay's bathroom, where she had her razor. After a few minutes of preparation, Debra sat nervously on the edge of the bed. The towel was a bother, but I left it in place. Not for any great reason other than I'm sometimes modest. Concentrating on what I'd need calmed the hard member and now I knelt by the bed. A towel was underneath Debra's hips, folded several times. She had her feet on the edge of the bed, leaning back and looking down at me. She tugged on the bikini tie, sloooowly, while watching my reaction. I tried to look bored, but my eyes were glued to the string unravelling. When I did, Debra lifted her hips and I slid down her bottoms, revealing her beautiful pussy. There was only a small patch of hair left, just above her clit. The rest of her pussy had been shaved clean, except for a small bit near her anus. |