Laryssa helps him shave 'down there'

I caught the tail end of a conversation they were having about shaving, not realizing they weren’t talking about the hair on Andrew’s head. I felt like interrupting when Andrew told her he kept his balls completely shaven, and maintained it monthly. He also went as far as to say he was going to do just that before she came over,

“Don’t let me stop you,” Laryssa said to Andrew with a smile, taking the covers off, rising out of bed, grabbing his hand, and pulling him up. “I’ll even give you a hand!”

“Eh…as you can see, you’ll need two-ah,” Andrew said cryptically, making my wife blush.

“We’ll be in the bathroom if you need us, sweetie.” My wife said to me. I didn’t have to look at Andrew to know he was smirking at me.

I finished what I had to on Andrew’s computer, got up and went to look for my wife and my tag-along friend. Hearing Andrew exhaling from behind the bathroom door, I silently opened it, and my jaw hit the floor. Andrew was standing with his head cocked back in the tub, pants-less. His hands gripped my wife’s hair, holding it up. Laryssa was on her knees with the electric shaver in one hand and Andrew’s big round ballsack in the other, which was completely shaven. The head of Andrew’s big dick landed on her lips, and when I cleared my throat, both turned their heads in my direction. A trail of pre-cum was attached from Andrew’s dick-head to my wife’s bottom lip before she broke the rope with her finger. She looked guilty but excited. Andrew looked pissed off at me like I was blocking him from something.

I realized I saved my wife from an awkward, uncomfortable moment. It must have been embarrassing for her to have the “neighborhood loser’s” dick on her lips. She was a good sport about it, though, in fact, she was on cloud nine right up until she left the apartment with me shortly afterward. I must admit, it was quite the sight to see my girl hold my mate’s thick cock.