It was Christmas eve. John was all excited, almost like a child. He had bought his wife the one Christmas presents he just knew she would love. It was the two week vacation on Maui, Hawaii that they had planned for the last 15 years. His promotion this last spring and the bonus had made it possible. Both his and her parents lived almost 3 hours away up in the mountains. Their children 14, 12, and 10 had jumped with glee when they found they were spending Christmas with Grandma and Grandpa. John Jr who was 14 was going to stay with his parents and the two girls with her parents. They would see each other every day if they wanted, all the grandparents were friends and only lived a about 15 minutes apart, from one end of the little town to the other. There was a better than good chance there would be snow. John and Liz would be there on Christmas eve for opening presents, but they had to be back home for the afternoon flight on Christmas day. The gifts for the children were simple this year, Jr would get the ski's he wanted and his grandpa had promised to take him to the ski slopes. The girls both got ice skates because their grandma was taking them to the ice skating rink, and if they were lucky they might even get to go skating on the pond. From their grandparents all the kids had gotten mittens or gloves, scarves, and knit hats to wear out in the cold. There were no ipods, cell phones, or electronic games or toys. Their mom's and dad's had gotten a nice bundle of travelers checks for their trip. It wasn't really a secret that they were going. There had been too much planning and talk for that. The kid's had gotten their mom a stunning pendent made of sea shell and a gold chain to wear it on; for their dad they had gotten a pair of expensive prescription sunglasses (mom had helped).
John and Liz got up kind of late that Christmas morning. There was still a little bit of last minute packing to be done and then the hour drive to the airport and a place to park. They had a simple breakfast of hot coffee and toast. They were quite excited about the trip. There was their own little private gift to give each other. John had gotten her that perfume that she sniffed every time they passed the fragrance counter. He was totally stunned when he opened his fairly large box that had been carefully wrapped. Inside there were 4 smaller packages. He opened the smallest one first: a new razor and razor blades. The next was something really new, shaving oil. OK, he thought. Of course there was the after shave lotion. Liz smiled as he opened the top to see what it smelled like. The last box was a Wahl hair cutting set, clippers, comb, and a set of guards, as well as the instructions on how to use it. John looked at Liz; "clippers?" Liz grinned. "Clippers. I want you to shave your head before we go on our trip."
It wasn't that they hadn't talked about his thinning, ok, call it going bald, hair. There was a patch that still clung to the front but on either side it had receded almost back to the growing bald spot on the back of his head. It was only a matter of time before all there would be was hair on the sides. Where it had been almost down on his collar when they got married, he now kept it pretty short about 1/4 inch up to the crown that was perhaps 1 maybe 1 ½ inches long. John was still `young', only 35. He kept in shape by going to the gym and they both jogged most every day. On weekends the whole family biked down to the park, played frisbee and lately they were all learning to play tennis.
He was intrigued and a little excited about shaving his head. Liz helped him pick up the `treasures' and they headed towards the bathroom. She grabbed a sheet along the way from the hall closet and spread it out onto the floor. John may not have much hair, but she didn't want a big job of getting it up off the floor either. He sat on the throne while she plugged the clippers into the wall socket. She added a little of the oil, like the instructions said and turned the clippers on. They whirred to life. John had taken his robe off and was sitting with just his jockey shorts on. As Liz put the clippers to his forehead and began to take the center out, she was surprised at how close to the skin the blades ran. She took the whole crown out in 5 strokes, she went over it again to make sure she hadn't missed anything. The hair had fallen onto his shoulders and then down to the sheet. The vibration from the clippers he felt all the way into his crotch. He felt his cock begin to swell. Liz told him to stand up and look in the mirror. "See, this is what you would have soon looked like." John sat back down. "Ok, let's see what it looks like with it all gone." Johns head was slightly domed, but not pointy. Liz's next cut took a sideburn off, then she pushed the clippers back along the side. It was amazing how they glided over the skin mowing the hair right off. What was left behind was like fine sandpaper. When the side was finished, she told him to lean forward and she cleaned off the back of his head and neck. Then the right side, again starting with the sideburns. She went over his whole head one more time making sure she got every hair. She brushed the hair off his shoulders, thank goodness for the sheet, she was thinking. "Now take a look." John stood up and looked in the mirror. Wow! He looked so much better. Not old man bald but like a younger man. The head of his cock began to peek out the top of his briefs. "OK" Liz said. Sit down again." John sat. "Now look up at me. That moustache just doesn't go with the smooth head." She put her hand under his chin to hold his head still. The clippers snapped back on and in two strokes his moustache was gone. Now his cock was beginning to throb. He took a washcloth and using warm water cleaned his head and face off.
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took the clippers out of Liz's hand and set them on the sink. "Let's go." He almost pushed her into the bedroom. Taking her robe off, he saw her nipples standing up tight. He pulled her panties down and saw they were damp. She had obviously enjoyed making him bald. He stripped his briefs off and they lay down on the bed. His upper lip was still a little rough as he tongued her clit sending another rush of juice for him to lick away. She pulled him up so that she could kiss him and feel his hard pecker. She had him roll over on his back while she got on top. She worked her way down from his heart stopping kisses, to nibble at his nipples, then kiss him down his belly. Then she took him into her mouth. She pulled off and licked around his crotch and balls. Then she moved up over him and lowered her hot cunt down, guiding his rigid cock into it, then lowering herself all the way down until he was completely inside her. She held him there for a minute then began to move up and down. Riding him like a cowboy. Her orgasms came in threes, on the next one he had his own climax and shot his cum deep inside her.
His back arched and his hips raised to join with her in their moment of ecstacy. She lay on top of him and he smoothed her hair with his hands while they caught their breath. "Ummmhhh," she murmured. That was so good." Yes, he thought. That was almost the best ever. They lay together for a little longer, making love to each other.
"I hate to say it, but we need to start moving. We have got to finish this, and get going so that we make it to the airport on time." "That was the best Christmas present ever." he said. "Well, we need to go finish it." They went back into the bathroom. "Sit and lean back," she said. He looked at her quizzically, but did what he was told. She turned the clippers back on. "Just want to clean this up too." She ran the clippers over his chest. He jumped startled. Then he leaned back. Right now she could do anything she pleased. He leaned all the way back against the back and relaxed. Perhaps John wouldn't have relaxed quite as much if he knew where the clippers would go. He wasn't terrifically hairy chested and there was less on his belly. He almost caused a real accident when he sat up as she ran the clippers on down across his pubic hair. "John! Lean back." It was too late to complain or say he didn't want his pubes shaved. It only took her a few strokes to remove the bush. She held his penis and went over it, then she stretched the sack and removed the hair from it. "I ought to shave yours," he said. "If you want to." she made as if to hand him the clippers. "No, I like when it tickles my face when I'm down there." She put the clippers on the back of the toilet.
"Into the shower," she commanded. She helped him wash all over and he reciprocated trying to play at the same time. "I wish we had time for more," but we need to get down to business. She turned off the water and reached out for the shaving oil. "It says it doesn't take much, but that's for a face." She squeezed out a good bit and massaged it into his chest, onto his belly and yes, down around his cock. When it was pretty well massaged in, she took the Mach III razor she had bought and began to shave his chest, belly and all around his crotch. When he was smooth she had him shower off again. She told him to put about 12 drops onto his hands and then massage it onto his head and face. He could stand at the sink and finish shaving that while she finished her shower.
She had dried her hair and was dressed. She went into the bathroom to see what was keeping John. He was looking at himself, turning his head one way and then the other. "John. Come on. Yes you look great. As a matter of fact you look fabulous. Now come on and get dressed." He came out. He smelled so good with the new aftershave lotion. His naked hairless body looked as good as it ever had. She would wait until later to hint that their Christmas timing wasn't probably the best. She was at her peak for getting pregnant. She surely wouldn't worry about it for the next two weeks. She'd cross that bridge, oh say in six weeks. She laughed out loud. He looked at her. "You look so sexy and you make me feel so young," was all she was able to say before he took her in his arms and gave her a long, long hungry kiss.
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