I hid my face in the pillow. You had my bum up high and I just knew you were looking at me. I felt blushy and hugged the pillow tighter when your hands touched me.
You made me shave before you came home. All of me. It was two whole hours spent in the bathroom trying to get every hair for you but I think I did it. I was soft and smooth everywhere I could feel. I didn’t stop touching myself all afternoon just to feel how different it felt.
But you came home and that made me stop. Now I wanted you to feel. To let you know I did a good job for you. I wanted you to tell me I was a good girl. So you made me undress and put me on the bed like this. Open and exposed to you.
It was embarassing still, a little. But I was excited as well. You were finally going to feel how soft I was and you’d want to touch me all over with your gentle fingers.