Wife’s friends
My wife is in her 40s and has a large group of friends who are mostly rather attractive. They all came of age when the Brazilian wax was popularized and through first or second hand conversations over the years I have learned that almost all of them prefer the completely bare look, achieved through various methods based on personal preference. Women seem to love talking about lasering, waxing, etc but that’s a story for another day.
We live in a climate where summer is short but warm, and so social events during this time of year often focus on pool or lake parties to take advantage of the good weather when available. One day in late spring, I came home from work early on one of the first hot days of the year. We had just opened our pool a few days prior due to the good weather forecast. I noticed my wife’s friend’s car in the driveway and assumed they were probably taking advantage of the pool and the weather. This particular friend is absolutely beautiful. Tall, athletic body, dark blonde hair, etc. long muscular legs of an athlete with an amazing ass. She unfortunately is rather modest with her dress and so the most interesting thing she wears are the yoga pants / leggings from time to time.
I walked to the back of the house and saw them both sitting around the pool in their bikinis. Both rather conservative, nothing remarkably revealing given the situation. Amelia, her friend, was facing away from me and of course the first thing I noticed was her full coverage mom bikini bottom. Drat. Not even a little cheeky. I started talking to my wife, they were surprised to see me home early, and so on…. Amelia turns around and walks toward and past me to enter the house. We have a close friendly relationship and so she would normally greet me with a warm smile and a hug. This time she hurries past me and looks down at the ground avoiding eye contact. Very odd.
As her eyes diverted down to the ground, I responsively glanced down to see what she was looking at, which had the unintended consequence of giving me the full frontal view of her swimsuit. As it turns out, while the back of her suit was very conservative, it was high cut in the legs and the front was much narrower than expected. And lo and behold, at the top of her pubic mound, there was about an inch wide of long, curly dark blonde bush exposed on both sides of the front triangle of her suit. Whoa!
I had heard this woman in late night tipsy conversations in the past talk about how she hated pubes and kept herself smooth down there. It was early in the summer season, and she clearly had not kept up her grooming regime over the winter. We weren’t talking about 1-2 weeks of growth here, it had to be half an inch to an inch long. And a beautiful dark blonde matching the hair on her head.
Amelia changed into her clothes inside the house, and came back out with her normal attitude. Warm, friendly, chatty, gave me a hug goodbye. My suspicion is that this was an unintended ENF type situation. She grabbed the first swimsuit she could find to come over, thought it was conservative enough, and didn’t want to bother shaving beforehand. I’m sure she realized the situation before I had arrived, but with just the two ladies she wasn’t too concerned. But when I showed up, she was probably absolutely mortified.
That was a fun and unexpected sight, and definitely more than the stray 2-3 pubes or obvious razor burn that make an occasional appearance during summer social events with a group of women in their 40s
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