This happened while we were dating teens, we were married a few years later and in 53 years of marriage it has never happened again. My GF (later wife) had a babysitting job most Friday nights, this couple with an infant liked to go out to dinner and dancing, so she was happy to make a few bucks and the couple had no problem with her BF coming over to "study". The baby was always asleep when I got there and never made a peep, so it was an easy gig.
At the time we had progressed to fingering under clothes and occasionally she let me see, play with and kiss her tits. This on night she kept excusing herself to go to the bathroom and she was acting uncomfortable and she didn't want me to touch her 'down there'. Finally I asked her if something was wrong, she had a hard time explaining it, but apparently a piece of pubic hair had become stuck under the hood of her clit, a place I had played many times but so far she was too shy to let me actually see it. This piece of hair was itching her and making her uncomfortable. She had decided that the only way to get it out was for me to find it, a job I was more than happy to take on.
We found a small flashlight and she assumed to position and peeled her panties off, so for the first time I was getting a detailed look at my happy place. But no time for that, I had a job to do, and I did it quickly and expertly, I found the offending hair and removed it. I was very proud of myself and I was thinking a barrier had been crossed, now the fun would really begin. But no, she wanted to go back to her old rules of modesty. Luckily that didn't last very long, a short time later she saw the silliness of covering up now that I had explored everything and by the next weekend tongues and fingers got into the action.
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