“Well … they’ve been different and unsettling for sure. Can you truly be happy with me like this?”
“Susan … Suzi, I love everything about the way you look. I can deal with change, and these changes happen to really float my boat.”
“Yeh, I can see your submarine beginning to surface right now …” Susan truly laughed for the first time since she’d arrived at Ashley’s house. She slipped into the Jacuzzi facing him, then slid down in the large tub so that the water covered her up to her neck. The short curls, tight to her head, stayed dry.
“Aren’t you going to start the Jacuzzi?” He asked.
“Oh … yeh. She partially stood up and reached over to the switch. The oily, gardenia-scented water glistened off her bronze skin, made even more golden by the candlelight.
Jack watched her slip back into the water. Her breasts were just big enough to float a little on the surface. Holding the champagne in his left hand, he reached under the water and cupped her between her legs. He felt her body ripple at his touch. She was wonderfully smooth there and he liked it.
“Does that pass your inspection?” She queried playfully.
“Uh huh. How does it feel to you?”
“Actually, getting rid of that mass of curls feels really good, since there’s no stubble. That’s one thing I can get used to with no effort.”
He slid a finger into her, still cupping her mound. “How’s that?”
She rippled again in reply, giving an involuntary shiver, put her head back and moaned with contentment. “That feels delicious.”
He set the empty champagne glass aside and reached down to replace the finger of his right hand with two from his left. His right hand moved ever-so-slightly up to delicately slide over her clit. Her hips began to wiggle and rotate on their own.
She set her glass aside and slid toward him. He lifted her easily, as she partially floated, onto his lap and slid easily into her without even trying. He was rock-hard and she was surprisingly wet inside already.
Straddling Jack in the frothing water, impaled on his penis, Susan’s hips began to rotate involuntarily. Her world compressed to the bubbles sliding up her back, Jack’s hands on her waist, and the richness of him within her. She compressed around him and saw the look of pure pleasure radiate from his face down to a tremble in his arms and shoulders. Her motion switched to rocking back and forth, her hips, waist and torso rhythmically oscillating to his slight motion up and down. The orgasm hit her out of nowhere; she seemed to go from intense pleasure to over-the-edge ecstasy in the blink of an eye.
Jack could see the effects of the climax play out in Susan’s expression. Her eyes closed to slits and her mouth opened in a tight “O” with her breath coming in short, rapid bursts. Her nipples were hard and erect. He bent forward to lick and suck the right one – her most arousingly sensitive. He could sense his licking drive her even higher.
Distantly, he was intrigued by her face as she came. Her expression was both familiar and different. The bottom line was that the effect turned him on even more. He felt himself grow harder and press up even further into her as a result. He supposed the thin, crescent-shaped brows had a lot to do with the difference. They changed her expression of ultimate pleasure to something more active, lively and fun – less solemn and definitely sexier than before.
Susan wasn’t thinking about changes. She was rejoicing in being intimate with her husband, who’d made her feel special, accepted, loved, and desired. At that moment, she couldn’t have cared less what she looked like, or who she was inside. She just was.
Exercising great restraint, Jack held back as long as he could, before exploding into Susan in a physical and mental release beyond anything he could remember. Susan felt the heat and power as his fluid filled her.
Jack remained hard enough to maintain his place within her until the Jacuzzi stopped. He lifted her off of him and together they toweled off, before he carried her into the bedroom and laid her on the sheets. He climbed onto the bed between her legs and bent his head down to her hairless pussy. He lightly circled her clit with his tongue as she squirmed with anticipation.
As his tongue explored her sexual center, his hands grasped her buttocks, lifting her mound up to his mouth. Being held like that, as though her pussy were an offering to Jack’s desires, turned Susan on even more. She felt totally in his control. Her sex was trapped between his hands and his mouth. She was prepared to submit to anything he did or wanted now. Perhaps submission had always been a hidden part of her personality that Ashley had somehow released and caused to grow. From the analytical portion of her mind, at the moment somewhere far away, her distant thoughts told her that wasn’t true. This was something new that wasn’t there before. Ashley hadn’t found it; she’d so changed Susan that she’d created it.
It didn’t matter. “Take me, Jack, take me!” She cried out spontaneously. His fingers slid within her as his tongue brought her to the peak and over the top again in a body-racking climax.
It took her several minutes to recover the ability to think clearly and move her body again, as Jack lay patiently beside her. She rolled on top of him and began to kiss and lick below his navel, down to his somewhat flaccid penis. As her lips touched it, it noticeably hardened and kept growing as Susan took it into her mouth and used her tongue to stimulate him along the soft underside. Jack lay perfectly still, eyes closed, his being condensed to the part receiving all the attention and pleasure from Susan. His buttocks contracted and relaxed in synchronization with her sucking and her tongue’s effort along the shaft.
Susan pulled back for just long enough to ask, ““Do you want me to take your semen in my mouth?” Then she consumed his engorged penis again. She’d rarely taken him in her mouth this way and never went so far as to take his cum in it before. But right now she would gladly do whatever he wanted to please him.
“He whispered, “Yes,” almost imperceptively, his face rigid with concentration.
Susan could feel his member begin to pulsate and the thick, warm fluid exploded against the very back of her mouth and slid down her throat. She swallowed involuntarily as the throbbing and ejaculation continued – Jack had still been so full.
She lay beside him again on her back, her head resting on his arm, her mouth tasting of him, her curls only slightly disheveled from all their intimacy. She thought the oral sex had been easier than she’d expected. There’d been no fear and no gagging, only the afterglow of contentment from her own orgasm a few minutes before, and the warm pleasant flavor of Jack in her mouth.
Susan drifted off to sleep for a little while; lovemaking with Jack continued in her dreams. She dreamt of getting wet again between her legs and awoke to Jack holding her from behind, with his rock-hard erection pressed between her legs and flat against the moist heat of her sex. She wiggled her bottom against him; her words were low and husky-sounding as she pleaded, “Take me again, Jack. Take me again now.”
He slid into her from behind, filling her vaginal sleeve to its full length. His rhythm was forceful rather than fast. His fingers toyed roughly with both of her nipples as he pushed up against her from behind. His head was bent over her left shoulder, with her tight little curls tickling his cheek as he kissed her neck and shoulder. He nipped at the skin on her shoulder, leaving a tiny bite surrounded by a small, red welt. The brief, sharp pain served to arouse her even further. Feeling her begin to respond with more urgency, Jack reached down with his hand to lightly stimulate the area around her clit. Getting his fingers slick from her wetness, he brought them up to Susan’s mouth where she licked off her own juices, before he placed his wet fingers gently on her clit and began to bring her up to orgasm both there and from within her vagina.
She came before he did, then climbed immediately back up to almost full arousal. Jack kept her there as he stretched out his own pleasure, feeling the tightness within her sheath and his own mental stimulation from the changes made to his wife – changes that somehow made her even more desirable to him.
“You are incredibly sexy, Susan,” He stated with evident conviction.
His words immediately drove Susan over the top again. The fact that he found her sexy, perhaps sexier than ever because of the dramatic changes, was both a relief and an extraordinary turn-on to her at that moment. A vision of her new appearance blazed in her mind as she violently spasmed in sexual release. She couldn’t have called up an image of the Susan before, if her life had depended on it. That person wasn’t there anymore.
She felt Jack’s essence pour into her in pulses again, as he allowed himself to climax with her.
* * * * *
It was early morning. What promised to be a bright, sunny morning was just beginning to produce dabs of light that reflected all around the large bedroom. Jack and Susan lay there, her head resting on Jack’s right shoulder, her arm draped over his chest, her body snuggled up to him. Jacks eyes opened and he looked down at her, surprised to find her eyes open. Her gaze was fixed on the closed curtains across the room. He stirred.
“I didn’t know you were awake,” she said. Her mind seemed to be elsewhere.
“Just opened my eyes. You sound pensive.”
“I’m just trying to come to grips with what’s happened to me. Never, in my wildest dreams or worst nightmares, did I expect anything like what’s been done to me here.”
“Please don’t fret anymore on my account. Sometimes the most unexpected things are life’s most interesting. I think I proved to you how outrageously I’m attracted to you – probably more now than ever. Pretty good for an old married couple, right?”
“We’re hardly old. Don’t get me wrong. I’m relieved and delighted that you still find me attractive.
“Somehow more attractive, I’d offer.”
“What if it’s a passing fad?”
“Bull shit. You could also say what if the way you looked and were before was the only way I was attracted to you? That would’ve been doomed. As time went by, you’d surely change – hell, you’d age if nothing else. I guess I found that when you change, it turns me on. For sure, the way you look right now turns me on. Besides that, I’m totally in love with the Susan in there.” He tapped her chest. “How you look at any given time is just a bonus for me. I’m, crazy about you.”
“I’m not sure Susan is still in there.”
“OK, Suzi then. I’ve found that I can be happy with either. Or both. Or one on one day and the other on the next …”
“I fear that Suzi is going to win this battle.”
“Then let her. I can accept that. What’s more important is that I want you to be happy.”
“You seem to like me submissive, Jack”
“You haven’t been submitting to me.”
“True, but I’ve definitely submitted to Ashley’s will.”
“So?”
“That doesn’t seem to bother you.”
“No … I guess it’s because I like the results. No, I’m totally turned on by the results. But what about you?”
“I don’t know. I never thought of myself as submissive before.”
“You weren’t.”
“Am I now?”
“Apparently … by your own admission.”
“That bothers me.”
“I wish you wouldn’t let it. Resist the urge to over-analyze what’s happening to you. I just want you to be happy – maybe go with the flow for the first time, and see where it takes you.”
“And you like the direction so far, don’t you.” She smiled knowingly.
“You Betcha! Besides, I’m totally secure in my love for you and yours for me. I want to live, grow and evolve with you. So far so good. No – MUCH better than that!”
“You’re so together that it’s almost superhuman.”
“Ah … keep the compliments coming.”
“I guess I will if you will.”
“No problem there. That’s easy. You’re more attractive to me than ever before. My stock in you never stops going up.”
“I hope it never does.”
“I don’t think there’s a chance of that ever happening. …”
* * * * *
The fact that Jack was enamored with Susan's new look wasn't lost on Ashley, who’d taken note to use it to her advantage. The day after Jack left, she announced to the bridesmaids over lunch that she was planning a new look for all of them.
"Craig's family is coming to town on Thursday so we're going to entertain them with dinners all weekend and a dance Friday night and another pool party on Saturday. So this afternoon ..."
They were at the hairdresser, although a different one than Susan had used before. Ashley had announced, "You first Suzi," and led her to the chair. She handed the hairdresser a picture that Susan wasn't able to see. "Cut and color just like that," she said to the woman and then, to Susan, "Time to get rid of all those dark curls, Cuz. Don't worry, I actually told Jack what I had in mind and he thought it would be great. It seems that I may have done you a big favor in boosting your hubby's interest to even greater heights!"
Susan bit her lip and closed her eyes. She didn't know what was going to come, but she knew she was both physically and emotionally incapable of stopping it. The best she could hope for was that Ashley was telling the truth about Jack. Regardless, Ashley had control of Susan appearance now and would for as long as it was important to her.
Susan could hear the hairdresser snapping something and shuffling some items on her counter. Seeing Susan's eyes tightly shut and her lip between her teeth, she mumbled something about relaxing and sitting still just before Susan heard a buzzing from behind her. She felt the cold steel of a clipper guide against the back of her neck, not realizing at first what it was. Then the hard, cold clipper slid slowly up the back of her head to the top. The buzzing right between her ears drowned out any other sound. The hairdresser stroked again to the right and continued until she approached Susan's ear. Susan knew what was happening but couldn't open her eyes. She felt her short curls fall to her shoulder.
The stylist continued until the area behind Susan's ears was done, then walked around and continued from the front. Susan felt the clippers glide over her entire scalp. The hairdresser touched up a few spots here and there and then announced, "There, that wasn't so bad was it?"
Susan opened her eyes. The curls which she'd only just gotten used to were gone, replaced with a 3/8-inch buzz-cut all over. Because Susan's hair had grown out about that much, essentially all traces of the perm were gone with the curls. Her head looked spiny, its pretty oval shape exposed for all to see.
The hairdresser escorted Susan to another chair where a second stylist applied a strong-smelling solution to her buzzed hair and her pencil-line-thin eyebrows, without saying a word. She covered her sticky-wet, prickly hair with a plastic bag and sat Susan under a hairdryer for about twenty minutes. Moving Susan to another chair, she then tipped her back to a sink, rinsed her hair and applied another solution to hair and brows, leaving her in the same chair for another thirty minutes, before rinsing again.
Susan's close-cropped hair was towel-dried - that's all that was required - and the hairdresser turned her toward the mirror. A carrot-red, buzzed girl stared back at her, her own shock accentuated by her perpetually-surprised-looking, now carrot-red brows.
Ashley was right there. "Don't you just love it Suzi?! You guys are gonna be a big hit this weekend!"
Susan was too shocked to answer at all. As she sat there waiting for the others to get the same treatment, she realized that she had no remaining will to resist. In fact, partly because of Jack's enthusiasm, she made a decision right there to handle anything Ashley threw at her without getting any more distressed. If it changed her permanently, so be it; she would survive somehow, especially knowing that Jack had been genuinely excited by the changes forced on her.
Elsa was waiting for them back at Ashley's house. Elsa found a few stray eyebrows on Susan that had managed to survive or grow after the first treatment and touched them up before she left.
She spent a little longer doing a clean-up in her pubic area. "That should do it for those, Suzi. You won't have to worry about stray brows anymore. Or messy pubes either. I’ll check every week or so for a while to make sure, until all the hairs are permanently gone. Now, we have to fix your eyes. Those brown eyes of yours don’t go with your new color at all.”
“What do think you’re gonna do to my eyes?” Susan asked, almost ready to yell in protest and rush from the room.
“Not to worry, Cuz,” Ashley interjected quickly. “We’re just fitting you with a pair of green-tinted contacts.”
To Susan, that wasn’t much better. “I have no intention of messing with contacts every day, Ashley.”
“Not a problem. These are 30-day lenses. We’ll pop them in now - you won’t even notice them after a minute or two – and then help you change them in 30 days – or sooner if we try something else. Meanwhile, they’ll safely stay in, day and night. Now tilt you head back, Suzi.”
Elsa held her eyelid open and popped the first contact in. Then she repeated on the other side. Susan felt some discomfort which caused her eyes to water. She closed her eyes and waited a few minutes, then opened them. The irritation was gone and she thought the lenses had washed out. Then she looked in the mirror, into the lovely green eyes that stared back at her. Hmm … she thought. They do look better with this hair color – which I don’t much care for. But I can deal with this easily enough.
“Like em?” Ashley asked.
“I can live with green eyes for a while.”
“That’s the spirit!”
* * * * *
Ashley tried to insure that Susan had a good time during the weekend. She was intent on completing her cousin's resocialization. She introduced her as "my pretty little cousin, Suzi. Don't you just love the style my bridesmaids have? And Suzi is the cutest of all of them!"
Craig’s mother had turned to her husband and grumbled, “I can’t tell them apart anyway. They’re like four clones.”
Ashley laughed along with most of the girls. Susan stared blankly. Craig’s mother couldn’t tell if Susan were surprised by her comment or just always looked surprised in general.
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