Chapter 53

When I woke up in the morning, I noticed that I must have rolled onto my stomach and away from John during the night. Well, I couldn’t feel his body anymore.

I decided to roll over to lie on my right side and face John. I saw that he was lying on his back, so he must also have rolled away from me during the night. Because we both had kicked off the bed sheet, he was now lying there completely naked. He was still sleeping, it seemed.

I let my eyes wander over his muscular body. Seeing his muscles were still visible without flexing them was wonderful. He had a sporty-looking body, and I liked it.

My attention eventually went to his penis. It was still erect but not standing up. It was now bent towards his stomach but still standing away from it. I couldn’t believe he could hold an erection for so long without damaging his lovely penis.

I stared at it and imagined how it would feel inside me. At least, I was glad it wasn’t a monster dick, which I had thought it would be the first time the others mentioned that there was something special with his manhood. No, for me, it looked like the perfect size. Not too long, with some girth, and stiff like a stick. It was so tempting to reach for it. However, I wasn’t going to spoil his and my fun. I could wait another day to make love with him and hope he has something fun in mind for us.

While I hadn’t known him long, I had a feeling that whatever he had in mind for us would be something to remember.

Eventually, I looked at the clock and noticed it was almost 10 o’clock. I couldn’t believe we slept this long and wondered why the others hadn’t come to wake us. Or ... were they maybe thinking that we had made love for the better part of the night? That’s probably why nobody had come to wake us up.

Well, I needed to get up. I wasn’t going to my meeting with those Boy Scouts without first taking a shower and shaving myself. If I was correct, it had been almost a week since I had last shaved myself.

I looked down at my crotch, but I was surprised when I noticed there wasn’t a single hair visible on my mound. How is this possible? I wondered.

You have to know, typically, it would only take two to three days before some of my pubic hair was getting visible again after a shave. But now, it was almost a week, and nothing was there.

I rubbed my hand over my mound, then my pussy lips, and could only feel very slick and soft skin. There was no little hair to be found on it.

It also made me check my arms; even the tiny soft hairs I usually had covering the lower part of my arms were gone. This was a part of my body I had never shaved before because I didn’t mind those little tiny blonde hairs on them. Only up close were they generally visible, but now, they were also gone.

The only conclusion I could reach was that it had something to do with that ointment Nicole had rubbed all over my body.

I looked at John again and wondered if I should wake him. Thinking about what I would like, I would probably want him to let me sleep until I wake up on my own unless we had said a specific hour when we would get up in the morning.

So, I let him sleep and left as quietly as possible. Once out of the bedroom, I noticed that the other bedroom doors were open, so the others had to be awake already.

I quickly went to the bathroom, did my morning ritual, and then went downstairs to see where the others were.

“Hi, sleeping beauty,” Claudia called out for me. “So, where’s your prince?”

“Oh, he is still sleeping,” I answered.

Claudia giggled and said, “Worn him out last night!”

I stuck my tongue at her and said, “None of your business, but no, I didn’t.”

“You two didn’t have sex?”

I shrugged, “If we did, I’m not going to tell you. That’s something between us and no one else.”

“Wouldn’t have it any other way,” Claudia agreed with my statement.

“So. Where are the others?” I asked.

“Patrick, Tim, and Linda are gone for a quick shopping trip to the nearby city.” She looked at her watch and said, “I think they should be back in half an hour. They have already been gone for two hours.”

“Ah, okay. And Nicole and Nele?”

“Nele has gone for a morning jog, and Nicole should be downstairs.”

“Shit! I wouldn’t have minded to go for a jog as well. Well, maybe tomorrow then.”

“I’m sure she wouldn’t mind some company. And while you two go for a jog, we can prepare the stuff we want to do with you tomorrow,” Claudia said, having a way too naughty smile plastered over her face.

“Do you need a lot to prepare?” I asked. Hoping she would spill some secrets.

“Not too much,” she confessed. “But we can’t do it when you’re around.”

Shit! That doesn’t give me any clues! I thought and said, “If you don’t mind. I’m going to see Nicole for a moment. I need to ask her something.”

“Sure. By the way, are you going to skip breakfast?”

I looked at the clock and said, “Yeah, it’s almost noon. So, I better skip it today.”

“By the way, do you like Chinese?”

“Yeah, I love it.”

“That’s Good. The others are bringing back some dishes. We didn’t feel like cooking today.”

“Sounds good to me. Well, I’m going to see Nicole now.”

“Okay!”

When I entered the basement, I saw Nicole sitting behind her desk.

“Hi!” I let out when she looked at me.

“Good morning,” Nicole said. “Slept well?”

“Like an angel,” I responded.

“Didn’t stay up too late?” she asked.

I thought about it momentarily but eventually answered, “No. We went to bed straight away. I think we both were exhausted from all our swimming.”

“Same with Nele,” Nicole said. “Her head hadn’t touched the pillow and was already gone. But I think those Ben Wa balls also had something to do with it.”

“Could be,” I giggled. “I sure was knackered after our walk back home.”

“I’m glad you bought that set for you and that you let me try them out. I never thought those things worked, but I have to say, I never had so many orgasms in such a short period from any other sex toy.”

“Me neither,” I said, smiling. However, I came downstairs to ask you something.”

“Oh, okay. Sit down so we can talk,” Nicole said, pointing at the sofa.

We sat on it, and then Nicole asked, “So, what do you want to know?”

“It has something to do with that ointment you used on me, I think,” I started saying. “This morning, I remembered I had shaved myself almost a week ago, so I wanted to do it again today. However, when I checked my body, I couldn’t find any hair ... and I mean ... any ... on my whole body. Except for the hair on my head, that is.”

Nicole started to smile and said, “I didn’t want to tell you this earlier because about 17% of the people who use it have their body hair still growing. Put the others lose all their hair after using it.”

“Is that why I needed to put on that shower cap. And now that I think about it, you didn’t rub any of it on my face.”

“Yes, that’s the reason,” Nicole said, adding, “I haven’t shaved in years now, and my body is still as hairless as the first day I used that product.”

“Do you mean it will never grow back?”

“I’m not sure. I can only tell that I haven’t needed to shave my body for years now.”

I started smiling and said, “That’s great! No more stubble or ingrown hairs. I love it!”

“So, you don’t mind?”

“Of course not. I love it!”

Nicole sighed and said, “Thank god! I have to confess, I wasn’t sure if not telling you about this was good or not.”

“Well, if you would have told me, I would still have done it. In fact, I would have hoped that it would work like that on me. I like my shaved pussy but always felt a little bad about the stubble or bumps or rash it gave me down there. But I like it now. Perfectly shaved with no trace of irritation or little red bump.”

“Yeah, I love it as well,” Nicole agreed.

We looked at each other briefly, and Nicole said, “By the way, I have received an e-mail that someone will test you next week about your condition.”

“They did? Did they tell when exactly and who it would be?”

“No, only that it would be during next week. But they didn’t give me any other information about it. They only want you to send them an e-mail about what you plan to do and where they could find you during the week.”

“That’s difficult to say,” I said. “I will probably be busy making videos for the website and probably be inside the forest here. Or the others would have something planned I don’t know about.”

“Well, you can e-mail them that and maybe ask if you could send more information if or when you know you will be somewhere else the next day.”

“Yeah, that’s maybe a good idea,” I responded.

“You can use my computer to respond to them.”

“Thanks,” I answered.

“I’m going upstairs now. Just use the computer at my desk. Do you have webmail?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Then go ahead,” Nicole said. “You’ll probably find us in the garden when you’re done. I thought having dinner in the garden would be nice again.”