Pleasure's Edge

It was our anniversary, and I had a surprise for my wife, Emily. I had spent the day preparing everything, making sure it was perfect. The lights were dimmed, candles flickered around the room, and soft music played in the background. I couldn't wait to see her reaction.

I heard the front door open and close, followed by Emily's voice calling out to me. "Honey, I'm home!"

"In here!" I called back from the bedroom.

Emily walked into the room and froze in place when she saw what I had set up for her. Her eyes widened, and her jaw dropped as she took in the romantic scene.

"Oh my god," she whispered. "What is all this?"

I walked over to her and took her hand in mine. "Happy anniversary," I said with a smile. "I wanted to do something special for you."

Tears welled up in Emily's eyes as she looked at me. "This is...this is amazing," she said softly.

I pulled her into a tight embrace, holding her close to me. "I love you so much," I whispered into her ear.

"I love you too," she replied, her voice filled with emotion.

We stood there for a moment, just enjoying each other's presence. Then I pulled away from Emily and gestured toward the bed.

"Come on," I said with a grin. "I have something else to show you."

Emily raised an eyebrow at me but walked over to the bed as instructed. She sat down on the edge of the mattress and looked up at me expectantly.

I reached under the bed and pulled out a small box before sitting down next to Emily. I handed her the box and watched as she opened it.

Inside was a brand-new razor.

Emily looked at me in confusion, clearly not understanding why I would give her such a gift on our anniversary.

"I don't get it," she said, furrowing her brow.

I took a deep breath and looked into Emily's eyes. "I want to shave you," I said softly. "I want to show you how much I love every part of you."

Emily's eyes filled with tears as she realized what I was offering her. She set the box down on the bed and pulled me into a passionate kiss.

"Yes," she whispered against my lips. "I would love that."

I smiled at her and stood up from the bed, grabbing a towel from the dresser. I wet the towel in the bathroom sink before returning to Emily's side.

"Okay, lie back," I instructed gently.

Emily did as she was told, lying back on the bed with her legs spread open for me. She looked up at me nervously, unsure of what to expect.

"Don't worry," I reassured her. "I'll be gentle."

I placed the warm towel over Emily's pussy, letting it sit for a moment to soften the hair before reaching for the shaving cream. I squirted a small amount onto my hand and then applied it to her skin in slow, circular motions.

Emily moaned softly at my touch, her body relaxing under my ministrations. Once her skin was coated in a thin layer of cream, I picked up the razor and held it in front of her.

"Are you ready?" I asked.

Emily nodded, biting her lip nervously as she waited for me to begin. I took a deep breath and then slowly started shaving away the hair, using long, gentle strokes.

As I worked, Emily's breathing grew shallow, and soft moans escaped from her lips. The combination of my touch and the intimacy of the act itself was clearly having an effect on her.

Once all of the hair was gone, leaving behind smooth skin in its place, I set aside the razor and wiped away the excess shaving cream with the towel. Then I leaned down and placed a soft kiss on Emily's freshly shaven pussy.

She gasped at the contact, her hips lifting off the bed in response. I smiled at her reaction and kissed her again, this time allowing my tongue to flick out and tease her sensitive flesh.

Emily moaned loudly, her hands reaching down to tangle in my hair as she pulled me closer to her. I continued to kiss and lick at her pussy, using my fingers to spread her open and explore every inch of her.

She was already wet and ready for me, her arousal coating my fingers as I slipped them inside of her. I pumped in and out slowly, matching the rhythm of my tongue against her clit.

"Oh god," Emily moaned, arching her back off the bed. "Don't stop."

I continued my ministrations, alternating between sucking on Emily's clit and swirling my tongue around it. Her moans grew louder and more desperate with each passing second, letting me know that she was close to orgasm.

I curled my fingers upward, searching for that sweet spot deep inside of Emily that would send her over the edge. When I found it, she cried out in pleasure, her body shaking as she came undone beneath me.

I continued to finger-fuck Emily through her orgasm, prolonging the waves of pleasure until she couldn't take it anymore. Then I slowly pulled my fingers out of her and crawled up the bed to kiss her passionately.

"I love you," I whispered against Emily's lips. "Every part of you."

"I love you too," she replied breathlessly.

We lay there for a few moments, basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking. Then Emily sat up and looked at me mischievously.

"Now it's your turn," she said with a smirk.