"What?!!" they said in unison.

I immediately realized my mistake and made the required correction.

"Is that satisfactory, Mistresses?" "Very good, Freddy. Much better, but I still don't think you're ready for your shoes, do you Mary?"

"No. We've got to get rid of that body hair. Stand by the sink, Freddy."

I stood there with a raging hard-on while they both lathered and shaved my body. I watched in fascination as my legs emerged silky smooth as the shaving cream was wiped away. With both women working it went surprisingly fast. My arms and chest were denuded next, followed by my underarms. was glad that I had shaved off my moustache last year. That would be difficult to explain tomorrow, I was thinking. My thought was interrupted by a command from Sally. "Bend over!"

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I did as directed and a chill ran through my body as the cool shaving cream was rubbed on my ass. I complied with the directive to spread my asscheeks as Sally carefully shaved the hair from around my asshole.

Sally and Mary debated about what to do with my pubic hair but Mary finally agreed with Sally that they should shave my balls but leave the rest in case they might want to fashion a pussy later. Sally described how she had once tied a cord around a TV's cock and pulled it back between his legs to hide it and give the appearance of a nicely mounded pussy. Sally's fondling of my cock and balls as she shaved almost caused me to shoot my load but I somehow was able to get through it. She left a small triangular patch that would have resembled a pussy if it wasn't for my love pole at its apex. "Bring my bag over here along with your shoes."

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I quickly obeyed Sally's order and felt a thrill when she pulled a pair of sheer black stockings from it. Following her directions I rolled them onto my legs and I noticed precum oozing from the head of my rod as my excitement grew. Meanwhile Mary was digging through the bag.

"Damn it, the garter-belt isn't in here, Sally."

"No problem. We can use mine," Sally said. "Help me," and she lifted her leather skirt so that Mary could slip off her panties and remove the belt. Mary knelt in front of Sally and unclipped the garter-belt from her stockings and slipped the panties and stockings down her legs. Sally stood perched precariously on first one stiletto heel and then the other, steadying herself with her hand on Mary's shoulder as she removed and then replaced each gold-toed shoe as she slipped off the panties and stockings.

Then a totally unexpected thing happened. As Sally stood there in her spikes with her skirt still raised, Mary, from her kneeling position in front of Sally, placed her hands around the outside of Sally's legs and slid them sensuously up their backs at the same time gently separating them. Mary's long red tapered fingernails stood out in contrast to Sally's dark thatch. Both moved together so that Mary's face was buried in Sally's black bush. After a few strokes of her tongue Mary slid away and still on her knees bent down and kissed each of Sally's shoes. Then she rose, ran her hand over Sally's cunt, kissed her gently on the lips and then helped her smooth her skirt. I must have had an incredulous look on my face and Sally responded to it.

"I guess I forgot to mention that Mary and I are roommates, and lovers," and after a pause, "tonight you are going to become

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