Unexpected but very welcomed

On Friday morning, I was waiting naked in my usual spot for Mistress to return from taking the kids to school.  Being able to greet her naked when she walks in the door is one of those simple little pleasures that mean the world to me.  I am grateful for being able to frequently do that during the school year.  I will sometimes daydream about it being this way at all times once we are empty-nesters ... someday.

She walked in the door and as usual said "hello there naked boy" and came over and held me close.  While we were hugging and I was pressing myself against (because she allows me to do that), she said "we need to trim your body hair.  Come with me".  With that she led me into the bathroom and instructed me to retrieve the clippers and get them set up.  She took me into our walk-in shower and proceeded to trim (very closely) on my entire body.  This process usually take about 10 minutes, not because I am that particularly hairy (she might disagree) but more because Mistress likes to do nice job.  It's a wonderful feeling to be required to "stand still" and be naked while Mistress attends to my body, even if it is for a trim. 

When we were done, I was cleaning up the hair from the shower floor (wasn't too much) and putting away the clippers and whatnot, Mistress was watching me intently.  A quick rinse in the shower followed and when I emerged, Mistress wanted to touch me.  Yummy.  I love it when Mistress touches me but I especially do when she is feeling amorous and frisky.  I love how she holds my ass cheeks open and reminds me that it is hers.  I love it how she will tease me unmerciful by moving her hands all over my body but avoiding my cock and balls.  On this morning however, she didn't avoid anything.  She had me sufficiently teased and edged in no time.  She'd bring me to the edge and then while I'm teetering on it, she tell me that I had better not cum.  Then she'll stop for a moment and do it again.  All this was happening while we were standing in the middle of the bathroom, in front of the mirror while she was having me look at what she was doing to me.  This process repeated six or seven times and in the mirror, I was able to see the ledge on the edge of our big tub where just 5 or 6 days earlier, Mistress had called me into the bathroom while she was in the tub.  She had me bring my phone to her.  On that ledge I was told to stand facing her, spread my legs as far as need to straddled that end of the tub, and then masturbate for her viewing pleasure while she bathed, shaved her legs and shaved her pussy.  Seeing the spot in the mirror brought my mind to what an incredible thing that was.  All this reminiscing was happening while Mistress was edging me mercilessly.  I was right on the verge, dangerously so and urgently I let Mistress know i was there.  She didn't stop.  I tried to wriggle away to avoid cumming without permission but she ordered me to not move.  She continued despite my pleas to stop or "I will come".  From experience I knew that Mistress had every intention of ruining my orgasm right then and so i asked her permission to ejaculate.  She didn't say a word but it was obvious that I was at the point of no return when Mistress abruptly stopped stroking me and simple, and calmly said "yes, you may ejaculate if you are able", and then starting to rub my ass and hole.  Within 10 seconds, my ejaculation was pouring out of me and on to the floor where I stood. 

Once all the cum stopped draining from my needy cock, Mistress removed her hands from my body, kissed me tenderly on the cheek and said "clean up your little mess and get dressed for work".  I said yes Mistress, thank You Mistress and went to retrieve a towel and some wet wipes while she walked out of the room.  With all the talk recently about cum eating, I paused for a moment and wondered how it would feel if my instructions were to eat my cum.  It was only a second and I was glad those weren't my instructions.  I cleaned up the mess on the floor, went into the kitchen where Mistress was and thanked her for my ruined orgasm, for the body maintenance and for loving me like she does.

It was a good morning.