Close shave

It's finally Friday, what a week. I met some good looking new guys. I had sex two nights in a row with two different guys. And I have a full schedule this weekend.

As I was getting ready for work this morning, dressing in jeans and a white top for casual Friday, my son called me.

"Mom, do you want to come to dinner at our house this Sunday?"

Let's see, I thought, I have a date tonight with Ted, a date Saturday with Nick, and on Sunday I'm going on a motorcycle ride with a new guy, Don. He's picking me up in the morning, but, who knows, I might want to spend all day, and all night, with him.

However, I had not spent any time with my son and his wife since separating from John. My family is important. I've been spending lots of time with lots of guys and I need to have the right priorities. Don will just have to bring me home early. "Sure, honey, what time?"

"About six thirty."

"Do you want me to bring anything?"

"No, I think we have it covered."

"OK, then I'll see Sunday. Love you."

"I love you too, mom."

I finished getting ready and then left for work. On the way my cell phone rang. It was Ken. He had left me a couple messages and I had not called him back. I debated whether I should let it go to voice mail. Ken was nice and was the first guy I had sex with after leaving John. Ken was good looking and well endowed, but the sex was not the best. He was too fast; he didn't get me warmed up and he came right away. It was nothing like the long tender love making session at Nick's house the next night. Nor was it as thrilling as meeting a stranger, Joe, at a club and taking him home where he ate my pussy so good. Even Bill, with his slightly shorter penis, was still able to make me cum.

I shouldn't just leave Ken hanging, it wasn't right. I better talk to him. I pressed the button on my blue-tooth headset to answer the call as I drove. "Hello."

"Hello, Diana? This is Ken. How have you been?"

"Hi Ken. I've been just fine. How are you?"

"Great now that I hear your voice. Hey, you like hiking, right? I know a great place I think you'll love."

"OK, tell me about it," I said as I thought about how I should proceed.

"It's called devil's overlook. It's a nice, secluded trail with fantastic views."

Secluded, hm, that got me thinking. There were a few times that John and I had gone into the mountains, found a secluded spot and got it on in the great outdoors. It was some of the hottest sex we ever had. My dirty little mind began spinning. Maybe Ken deserved a second chance. "Well, I have a pretty busy weekend, Ken, but Saturday morning and afternoon are open. But you'd have to get me back home by four."

"It's a deal. I can pick you up at nine in morning if that's OK with you."

"I'm looking forward to it," I said.

The rest of my day was laid back. I got home and began to get ready for my date with Ted that evening. As I was showering I found myself thinking ahead to Ken on Saturday. Maybe I could teach Ken to be a better fuck I thought as I rinsed the soap and shampoo off my body. Ken's problem was that he was too fast. Nick, on the other hand, took his sweet time. I had a great orgasm with Nick. Joe from the club ate my pussy real good and got me so warmed up that his cock slid right inside my pussy with no resistance at all.

That's what Ken needed to do, I realized as I turned off the shower and picked up the shaving cream and razor to shave my legs. And I was going to make it easy for him. I took the shaving cream, got a big pile in my hand and rubbed it all over my triangular patch of pussy hair. Then I took the razor and began along the top, shaving down until the razor was full of hair, then rinsing it off under the facet. I shaved along the crease between my thigh and pelvis, moving closer to my labia with each stroke. When I had the major part of my bush gone I then went back over the area until every little hair was shaved.

I then toweled myself dry. It felt good as I wiped my cleanly shaved pussy with the soft, fuzzy towel.

I checked myself in the mirror. I looked good. Good enough to eat.