1. Glamour Shots, Chapter 19


    Date: 2/8/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: stormdog100, Rating: 14, Source: LushStories

    “I know, and I agree. I just wasn’t raised that way. I am getting better about it.” She smiled. “Good! Oh, this will also have a bit of ginger, which is said to have very powerful erection enhancing properties.” She winked at me; she was nothing if not utterly unabashed about matters sexual! “And it will cost you twenty-one bucks for six ounces – to me, not the store. You’ll be happy to know that it’s in a base – about ninety-five percent of it – made up of sunflower and almond oil, so it’s completely safe anywhere on the body and is especially wonderful on and around her yoni, and is fully edible.” She had to explain the term “yoni” to me, and when she very bluntly did – pussy, in case you’re like me and didn’t know - it took me a second to catch the implications of her “edible” comment, whereupon I laughed, shook my head, and probably blushed yet again. She explained the essential oils she was putting in, an Asian tree flower called ylang ylang, which she had to spell for me, and which was the one that she claimed essentially turned her into a total cock slut, a bit of tangerine, and a hint of patchouli, all for Allison, and the ginger – which she reminded me was for what she called “my lingam”, whatever that is. I was pretty sure I knew, and avoided another embarrassing Q&A. She helped me with candles for the bedroom, something with jasmine and more of the ylang ylang scent this time, and in about another five minutes and with my wallet some two hundred dollars lighter ...
    she got me out the door - but not before handing me a card that had her name, Ashley Moon, and the name of her partner, Nikki Love, and promised aromatherapy, tantric massage lessons, whole-body healing, and holistic sex therapy. And two phone numbers. And an email address and Facebook page. I pocketed it. I raced home and rushed around, as excited as a kid on Christmas morning. I knew that Charlie was right, that I was doing this for me as much, if not more, than I was doing it for Alli, but it didn’t matter. I was very much looking forward to surprising her with a sexy, romantic evening. Ruby had accompanied Alli to the shelter, as she would most days, to help with frightened or injured new arrivals and to be a goodwill ambassador to potential adoptive parents, a job she was well-suited for, so I was alone. I did a quick clean-up and pick-up of the bathroom and bedroom before scattering the candles in strategic locations around each room; I got out our best, biggest, fluffiest towels; I had the vanilla shampoo, body wash, and bubble bath lined up strategically on the side of the tub; I made sure I had a lighter for the candles at hand, and retrieved a very nice bottle of Pinot Noir from the basement, carrying two sparkling wine goblets and a corkscrew up with me. I placed them on the nightstand rather than in the bathroom, which would soon be getting very warm. Even though it was November it was still over an hour ‘til sunset, but it sets on the other side of the house, so ...
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