“Let me help you” Titi reached out to her husband.
There was a look in her eyes that stopped whatever protest Jide wanted to put up. He handed over the clippers to her.
She pushed him down gently on the bed and proceeded with the task. Jide was one of those guys that loved shaving his pubic hair and Titi found this very sexy. She had dated guys that the very sight of their pubic hair was a huge turn off. She had always loved to go down on her men but one look at the dense forest and she loses appetite. Jide was such a dream come true.
Jide watched his wife work with an intense concentration that excited him and he could feel the blood rushing downwards. His wife looked up then and winked at him. However did he get so lucky? He wondered.
Titi was everything he ever wanted in a woman. She was smart and a goal getter, a homemaker and the sexiest woman he had ever met. She was a very giving woman in bed and she always made him feel virile. Even now, looking at her, he felt desire welling up within him. Each touch sent a tingling sensation down his spine.
When Titi was done, she carefully cleaned the hair from his body and put the clippers down. She looked at the flagpole pulsing in between Jide’s legs and then at him. Keeping her eyes locked with his, she bent her head forward and took him in her mouth.
Jide arched upwards as the wave of pleasure hit him and a moan escaped his mouth. It was like she was reading his mind. He had been fantasizing about this particular scenario as she was shaving his pubes. The sustained eye contact as she worked his member with her tongue heightened the intensity of the pleasure. She was a natural and every movement sent ripples of pleasure up his spine and down to his toes that were curled in delight.
He was getting to the peak and he told her so. His hips were arching up convulsively and his breathing had become faster and shallower. Titi increased her tempo as he climbed higher and then with a grunt, he exploded.
He felt the wetness even before he opened his eyes. His eyes met that of his wife smiling down at him and with a glint to her eyes.
“You have been a naughty boy” she cooed, winking at him. His eyes followed hers towards his groin and he saw her fumbling with his member with her fingers sticky with semen.
She leaned forward and whispered “good morning honey” before kissing him fully on the mouth. His eyes followed her unclad body as she sashayed towards the bathroom.
She was wrong.
It wasn’t a good morning, it was a perfect morning.