Sara's Story Ch. 03

She's turned on by this,Sara realized. One look confirmed her suspicion. The lips of Charlotte's labia were full and red, her clitoris hard and swollen. The girl wasn't blushing just because she was embarrassed; she was blushing because she was horny.She's never been touched like this before. This part of her body has never experienced this kind of attention. Has she even had an orgasm?Sara wondered.

Sara continued to work, trying her best to ignore her discovery while acting like she hadn't noticed a thing. Once Charlotte's nether region had been powdered, Sara grabbed the electric trimmers and plugged it in. "This won't hurt a bit," she said as she flicked it on with her thumb. Sara rested a hand on Charlotte's inner thigh and started to work the device in steady, even strokes. Sara went slow, slower than she needed to, and she couldn't help but smile. Charlotte was biting her lip, and squeezing the sides of the table.Is this turning her on?Sara wondered,Maybe the vibration of the trimmers is getting to her.Sara couldn't help but enjoy herself. Charlotte had been in denial of her own sexual impulses for so long that even the gentle vibration of the trimmers was arousing her.

Sara could only draw it out so long, however, and after a few minutes Charlotte's pubic hair lay in small clumps around the table and on her stomach. What remained was a wide triangle of hair cropped close to the flesh. Sara brushed the hair aside, "Now I want you to stay like this and don't move. I'll be right back." She could have let the girl relax a bit and close her legs, but Sara wanted her to do as she was told. It was nice, for a change, to exercise a little authority over someone else. Hanging from the door Sara took one of two short silk robes off a hook.There is power in clothing,she thought as she wrapped the silk around her naked flesh. Charlotte didn't move, awaiting Sara's attention with her legs spread wide on the white table. Her face and chest were still flushed, both with arousal and shame, but the girl did as she was told. When Sara returned, she had a towel soaked with hot water in her hand. "This will soften the hair, so when I use the wax it won't hurt as bad." Sara said as she slowly pressed the towel against the excited flesh of her vulva. Charlotte squeezed her lips to stifle a moan. "That didn't hurt, did it?" asked Sara. Her voice was deep and hungry. Charlotte shook her head. "Good, now I want you to hold this here until I tell you to. It will take a few minutes before it's ready." Again Charlotte nodded, and held the towel against herself just as she was told.

Sara smiled at Charlotte, who looked up at her with wide, anxious eyes. She ran her fingers along the length of Charlotte's arm, the flesh pimpled from the cool air. "You have such delicate skin, Charlotte. It really is beautiful. I hope you take good care of it," Sara said as she caressed her shoulder.

"I do," replied Charlotte. "Momma always said I should take good care of my skin so it will look young and fresh."

"Your mom's right about that," Sara said, taking jar of lotion from the counter. "Why don't I rub some lotion on your skin?" she asked as she squeezed some out into her palm.

"I guess that would be okay," Charlotte replied with the slightest quiver in her voice.

Sara started with her shoulders, massaging the lotion into her skin with firm hands. She moved on to Charlotte's stomach and, at long last, to her breasts. Sara could feel the beating of the girl's heart as she gently kneaded the lotion into her breast as she teased her erect nipples. Charlotte groaned, her hips started to sway in rhythm to Sara's hands. "Sara, please, maybe you should stop," Charlotte begged, her voice barely a whisper.

You can do it,said the voice.Right now. You can take her. She wouldn't tell you no even if she could.

Sara stood hesitated, frozen with indecision. One hand still rested on the girl's breast, her nipple pushing up against Sara's palm. Despite the protest, Charlotte made no attempt to move or prevent Sara at all. With great effort, Sara said, "I think the hair is soft enough now. Why don't we get started so you can get some clothes on?" Charlotte nodded quickly in agreement.

Sara smoothed the wax in neat lines across Charlotte's pubic area with practiced ease. To her surprise, Charlotte hardly winced when she ripped the paper strips free in a smooth, quick motion. Soon all that remained of the luxuriant tangle that once adorned Charlotte's privates was a thin strip of trimmed hair, the delicate flesh around her vulva red and puffy with irritation. "He gave us some Tea Tree oil, it'll lessen the pain and help prevent ingrown hairs," Sara said as she oiled her hands. She tried to ignore the beating in her own chest, the steady pulse she felt between her own legs. It had been a long time since she felt this turned on. Standing as she was, directly over the girl's privates, she could plainly see the bead of fluid that sat like a pearl at the entrance of her vagina. She could smell the hot, musky scent of arousal. She didn't need the Voice to tell her that if she wanted her, now was the time. Using her fingers, she started to rub the oil onto that aroused flesh. Charlotte turned her toward the wall, away from her, and let slip a soft moan. Her hips arched and pushed against Sara's hand, urging her on, impelling her to do what she could not say aloud. Yet, this time, it was Sara who flinched.

"That's good," she said, turning away from the table and washing her hands at the sink. "You might be a bit sore for a couple of hours, but other than that you'll be fine.

Charlotte sat up, her face flushed, and nodded. "Thanks Sara," she said.

Sara wasn't quite sure for what.

Charlotte took the other robe from the hook on the door and quickly wrapped it around her body. "It's feels good to have some clothes on again!" she said with a smile.

Sara chuckled and opened the door for her. The tension of the moment quickly faded. Neither one mentioned it again, but were content to pretend nothing out of the ordinary had happened at all. They watched movies. Sara was shocked to discover that Charlotte had never seen the Blues Brothers, or American Pie, or any other rated-R movie. "Papa says that movies are the devil's soapbox. We didn't even get a TV until the Trinity Broadcast Network came out," Charlotte informed her. Sara laughed, and the girls sat down for a movie.