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"Okay, Tommy, now shoo so I can finish up!" Kim playfully swatted her boyfriend with a towel as she tried to herd him out of the bathroom. "If you want me to wear that dress you gave me, I have one more thing to do."
"Oh no," Tommy replied, sidestepping Kim's pink terry cloth weapon and wrapping his arms around her waist. "The deal was, I get to pamper you and take care of you while you're home for Christmas. You've been training so hard and sacrificing so much, what you need is someone to cater to your every wish."
"Tommy Oliver, what I wish for right now is a little privacy!" Kim tried to sound adamant, but Tommy's warm, soft gaze was weakening her resolve. "You've taken me shopping, fixed my dinner, rubbed my back, bathed me, and washed my hair. You're being so sweet, but I don't think you'd be all that interested in helping me with this."
"With what?" Tommy asked, with an air of innocence.
Kim could see him suppressing a smile, and became immediately suspicious. So far Tommy had anticipated her every need. In fact, Kim was surprised at just how perceptive and thorough he had been, from remembering her dress size to her favorite foods. For someone with a reputation for forgetfulness, Tommy was making her Christmas visit one she'd always remember. But surely, he couldn't have thought of this?
Tommy stepped back and reached into the linen closet. After digging around behind a stack of fluffy pink towels, which he had admitted to buying just for her visit, he drew forth a small porcelain basin. Setting it down on the vanity, he urged Kim to slip off her robe and sit on the edge of the tub.
"And just what do you think you're going to do with that?" she asked nervously.
"I think I'm going to fill it with warm water. And then I think I'm going to shave your legs," he replied, gently but firmly. He started the water running in the sink, waited until it was hot enough to steam, and then began to fill the basin. "You do trust me, don't you?"
"I trust you with my life," Kim answered, "but I'm not sure that I trust you with a razor." Still, the thought of sitting back and letting Tommy shave her was curiously appealing. His hands had felt so strong and soothing as they soaped her body and lathered her hair.
_Why not?_ she mused. _What could it hurt to let him . . . ?_
Tommy was again rummaging through the closet. This time he retrieved a small bottle of shaving gel and a long, shiny silver object. "Tommy!" Kim exclaimed. "You're not thinking of using a straight razor on me?!"
"Why not? I use one everyday." He grinned mischievously. "You should just be grateful I don't have Saba with me."
Kim stuck out her tongue. "Well, I guess you are pretty experienced with blades." She slipped off her robe, letting it slowly slide down her body and puddle on the floor. "All right, but so help me, if you nick me. . . ."
"May the Power protect me," Tommy quipped. "Now, sit. I think the water is nice and hot."
Kim delicately perched on the edge of the tub, then jumped up with a squeal. "The water may be nice and hot, but this tub is hard and cold. If you're going to do this, let's find someplace where you'll have more room and I'll not freeze my buns off." So saying, Kim grabbed a towel and strode out of the bathroom and into the main area of Tommy's basement apartment.
His parents had just recently let him move downstairs, saying that he spent most of his time working out and practicing katas down there anyway. Although Kim was supposed to be staying in his old room, now the guest room, the two were taking advantage of the Olivers' weekend visit to Tommy's aunt and uncle. Kim skirted the weight bench and sofa bed and went right for a stack of exercise mats in the corner. Tommy stood in the doorway, arms folded over his bare chest, and followed her with his eyes, admiring the way her legs flexed and her cute little behind swayed and bounced as she padded naked through his apartment. As she plopped herself down on the mats and eyed him expectantly, he noticed that her nipples were hard.
"How about right here?" she asked, a little breathlessly. Tommy's passionate gaze, as well as the thought of the intimate act he was about to perform for her, had Kim's hormones on a low simmer. She watched Tommy approach her, carrying the steaming basin of water and the shaving supplies, and noticed that his cock was hard beneath his gi.
Tommy knelt at Kim's feet, then dipped his hands into the water. Taking her right foot in one hand, he eased his other slowly up the length of Kim's leg, massaging the hot water over her skin until her calf and thigh shone. Kim reclined back on her elbows, her chest rising and falling rapidly as Tommy caressed and moistened her skin. Her head titled back and her eyes closed for a moment --she felt Tommy withdraw his touch briefly, then heard a small hissing sound.
"Tommy!" she squealed. "That's cold!" She looked down to see a trail of green shaving gel running from the middle of her thigh down to her ankle. "You coulda warned me first."
"Sorry," Tommy chuckled. "Does this help?" Once again warming and wetting his hands in the steaming basin, Tommy began stroking Kimberly, working the gel into a rich, fragrant lather. His hands traveled over her skin in small, gentle circles, massaging her calf, then dipping into the underside of her knee, warming and stimulating. Spreading his fingers wide, he slid both hands up her thigh, smearing the cream higher and higher.
"Mmmm," Kim moaned in appreciation, loving the slick, strong feel of Tommy's hands sliding up and down her leg.
Just as he reached the top of her inner thigh, his fingers paused and his grip tightened. Kim looked down to find Tommy gazing longingly at the juncture between her legs. "Now, now," she chided, "you've gotta keep your mind on what you're doing." _But when you're through,_ she thought to herself, _there's another need of mine you're going to attend to._
Tommy smiled at her and licked his lips, somehow seeming to read her thoughts. Then he grinned, and said, "Now lay back and prepare to be pampered." He rinsed his hands off in the basin, then grasped the razor and applied it to Kim's ankle with short, firm strokes, removing the lather and leaving a smooth, gleaming trail of bare skin. Pausing frequently to clean the blade, Tommy worked his way up Kimberly's shapely calf and shin. Upon reaching her knee, he set the razor aside, cupped his hands in the water, and gently bathed the freshly shaved skin, drawing another moan from Kim. "How're we doing?" he asked softly.
"Oh, God, Tommy, this feels so wonderful," Kim replied dreamily. "I feel so decadent just lying here and letting you shave my legs like this."
Tommy laughed, then once again took Kim's leg in his hand, this time raising it up higher and straightening her knee until he had access to the back of her thigh. Using long, slow strokes of his blade, he sheared the bubbles and foam away. As the razor moved higher up, Kim's breathing grew more ragged and her moans deeper. Tommy bent her knee and continued over the top of her leg, then pressed her leg outward. Now fully exposed to his gaze, Kim felt her pussy growing hotter. The clean, cool strokes of the blade began traveling up her inner thigh, drawing closer and closer to her heat, then stopped.
Kim opened her eyes just in time to see Tommy, his face flushed, reaching into the basin for more water to wash away the remainder of the shaving gel. He drizzled the water over her thigh, then gently dried her off with the pink towel.
"Is this making you as horny as it's making me?" Kim whispered.
"Do you have to ask?" Tommy replied. "I thought it would make you feel pampered and indulged and special, but I had no idea that it would . . . ." His voice trailed off into a deep sigh.
"Do my other one," Kim pleaded. She closed her eyes and lay back on the mat, offering her shapely limb to Tommy. She heard Tommy move away, and then a series of smart, stinging smacks as he stropped the razor. The sound of the metal blade slapping against the leather band seemed to sharpen Kim's desire as well. She reached down to run her hands along her newly shaved leg, pulling it up and straight as though she were performing a floor routine, then looked over at Tommy, pleading with her eyes for him to hurry up.
Once he was satisfied that the razor was once again keen, Tommy returned to moisten and caress her skin. Then, making sure to warm the gel in his hands this time, he began lathering up Kim's other leg. Again he worked the foam up the length of her calf and thigh, then began the slow, careful strokes with his razor. Hearing a throaty moan, Tommy glanced up to see Kimberly's hands also traveling over her body, caressing and pinching her nipples. She sucked a finger into her mouth, then trailed it down between her breasts and across her tight stomach until it slid between the lips of her pussy. Staring Tommy in the eye, she stroked herself, then held out her hand, offering Tommy a taste. His lips closed over her finger, greedily sucking and savoring her flavor.
"Finish me, then eat me," she demanded, withdrawing her hand and returning to caress her tits. Tommy licked his lips, then concentrated on Kimberly's leg. The razor moved up and up, cleansing and stimulating the soft skin of Kim's inner thigh, drawing more throaty moans of pleasure.
Finally, the last remnants of foam had been scraped away. Not even pausing to rinse her off, Tommy moved up between Kimberly's thighs, nuzzling the soft, cool skin. Kim grabbed his hair in both fists and drew his mouth to the hot wetness of her pussy. She held his head steady and began to grind out her need, moaning and sighing. Tommy's hands moved up her legs, spreading her thighs wider, his fingers digging into the flesh. He began to move his lips and tongue round and round in a soft, suckling motion, drawing more of Kim's tender pink flesh into his mouth, until suddenly he felt her body begin to stiffen. Her strong legs wrapped around his shoulders, holding him in place. He could feel the smooth skin and taut muscles hugging his back, just as Kim's fingers twined around the long strands of his dark hair. Bucking against his mouth, Kim rode Tommy, pulling him deeper and deeper into her embrace, until she screamed out his name and flooded his mouth with her sweet, tangy juices.
Kim collapsed back onto the mat, pulling Tommy up to lay alongside her. He gently rubbed and touched her quivering body until she began to come down from her orgasm, then he retreated to the bathroom, returning with a warm, clean cloth to bathe her legs and pussy. Kim just lay there, smiling happily to herself, and let Tommy cleanse and caress her body. When he finished, she stretched luxuriantly, then sat up and embraced him warmly.
"That was the most awesome thing I've ever felt!" she smiled up at him. "But what in the world ever made you think to try it?"
"Well," Tommy blushed, "I was sorta rummaging around in the storage room the other day, and I came across one of Mom's romance novels. It was called, um, _The Passionate Blade_, and the woman on the cover kinda looked like you, and so I sat down and read it, and in this one chapter, the guy shaves the woman's legs, and she really seemed to like it, and so I thought you might. . . ."
"That's so sweet, that you'd even read a bodice ripper for me," Kim giggled. "So, did she thank him for what he did?" Kim lightly brushed her fingertips up and down Tommy's chest.
"Actually, they were interrupted and never got to finish," he replied with a sigh, then a gasp as Kim licked at one of his nipples.
"Well then," she whispered, "I guess I'll just have to come up with something on my own. Unless," she smiled up at him mischievously, "you'd really like me to return the favor?"
"Oh no you don't," Tommy retorted. "I like my legs just the way they are."
"Don't you trust me?" Kim said, feigning a pout.
"I trust you with my life," Tommy echoed her earlier words, "and I'd trust you with a bow and arrow, but there's no way I'd trust you with a . . . ."
Beep-beep-beepbeep-beep-beep.
"Aw man, not now!" He retrieved his communicator from his backpack. "This is Tommy. What is it, Zordon?"
"Uh, actually, it's just me," Rocky's voice replied. "I have a date with Jessica tonight and I was wondering if I could borrow that book you were telling me about?"