Thursday Night is Shave Night

My husband Poppie and I both keep ourselves completely smooth. Me, basically my entire body except for the fine hair on my arms and my head. Him, all the important parts and his chest and face. Thursday night is shave night. I look forward so very much to Thursday nights! The anticipation keeps my rather excited all during the day. We always use our large bathtub. A little playful bickering over who will get shaved first, not that it really matters as the destination is the same. I like him to be shaved first as that way he gets a faster round 2 and I get.. well I get fully serviced shall we say. I start with his chest, his cock already stiff with eager anticipation. Spreading the lather on him, slowly running the razor across him, gently rubbing my torso against his hardon to tease him. Rinse him off and get to the main attraction. I love lathering up his balls and pubic area, even his butt. I like the feeling of an excited man in my hands, so warm and hard, yet soft. The art of our shaving is to make it excruciatingly slow and pleasurable. One must be careful not to make a nick. His hardon can be a major distraction as I keep thinking about what i want to do with it. I enjoy the different strokes I have to make to get his balls totally smooth, gliding the razor over them in different directions. Holding his cock back with one hand sometimes to get the angle right. Finally he is done and I must give him a quality test with my fingers and lips and tongue to make sure there are no rough patches. I love the way he groans as I suck his balls into my mouth and run my tongue across them to check my work. My hand pumping him. Have to lick the shaft too, just to be sure. I love to jack him off or combo with my mouth. Quality control is thorough and takes time. But, there is always a reward at the end. One that I am only to eager and willing to enjoy. Once he is ready, its my turn. He always starts under my arms, then my legs, then my anus, then my pussy. The feeling of being lathered up and shaved at each place leaves me weak and blazing with desire. I just want to be taken thoroughly. His hands and fingers and firm, but gentle and confident as he guides the razor over me. I especially love having him shave my legs. Really turns me on for some reason. He shaves me from my ankles to my hips. So wonderfully slowly. When he is done, my clit is throbbing. Finally, my pussy. I just sit back on the edge of the tub and close my eyes, feeling his fingers spread the lather over me. I love the way he pulls and presses my lips to make the razor glide without nicking me, so gentle and smooth. It seems to take forever, but I don't mind, my head swirling with pleasure and desire. He is careful not to actually rub my clit, avoiding it , knowing I will likely cum instantly. The warm water that rinses me off brings me back to my senses a little and calms my excited state just a bit. Now its time for his quality check. First the fingers sliding everywhere and up and around my clit, my legs open as wide as I can get them without falling off the side of the tub (which I have done more than once ...backwards over the side). Then his tongue and his fingers..checking every little millimeter. Must be sure and not hurry. Finally I feel two fingers slide into me, probing me, I can feel the orgasm building. Another finger stroking my other opening, his lips encircling my clit. It doesnt take much before I explode, pulling his face into me, gasping in pleasure. A little more rinsing for both of us. dry off, and off to bed.. Another quality check, very detailed one.. just to be sure.