David
I am very new to this site and came across it during a web search. I’m not sure about most stories here as I’ve only read a few, but mine is true and just happened very recently.
Helen and I have been married for 32 wonderful years, but like many middle-aged couples, our love life wasn’t as exciting as it once was. That began to change about six weeks ago, however. Maybe I was having a late mid-life crisis, but I got really tired of my thinning hair, so with Helen’s blessing, I went to Sandra, my usual barber, and asked that she completely shave my head. She was eager to do it and said it looked great, even admitting she has been wanting to do it for a while, saying my head had the perfect shape. Helen agreed, so I have been shaving it myself every few days since then.
It was subtle at first, but as the days went on, I could tell something was different with my sweet wife. She wanted more passion and sex and without my hair, I felt more energetic and erections seemed to come much easier. We were happy and that’s all that mattered to me.
Fast forward a few weeks. It’s a Saturday and after doing some yard work, I showered and re-shaved my head after a few days of growth. Helen made us a lite lunch and we chatted. “Darling,” I said, “I need to run a few errands after we finish lunch, should take about an hour or a tad longer. Would you like to go?” Helen hesitated, then replied “Thank you dear, but why don’t you run along? I have something I need to do here, but will you text me when you are heading home? We might need something from the grocery store.”
“No worries, I won’t be too long.”
As I am ready to leave, Helen cups the back of my newly bald head, pulls me close and kisses me. “Be careful, Darling.”
I take care of my errands and remember to text as I am ready to make my way home. “Headed home, we need anything?” Helen texts back “No dear, please come on home. I have a surprise waiting for you.” A heart emoji followed, and that got me wondering what she had in store for me.
I returned home and walked in the front door. A few red rose petals lay on the floor, I looked down the hallway and see more, a trail of them actually, leading to our master bedroom. I smiled and eagerly followed the trail. I entered the bedroom when my eyes opened wide and my jaw dropped. There on the bed was my Helen, naked but partially wrap in a sheet, with the stem of a single red rose in her mouth. But that wasn’t all. While I was out, she had shaved her own head completely bald!
I was literally speechless. My heart raced, my cock throbbed. “Oh Helen!”
Helen looked disappointed. “You hate it, don’t you?”
I gasped for air and finally managed to say “No, not all all! I love it! You…you. You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on!” Helen smiled and got out of the bed and I embraced her, gently caressing her baby-smooth scalp.
“Do you really mean it?”
“Yes! Yes! A million times YES!”
Helen grinned and said “Well, looks like someone is overdressed for this occasion!”
TO BE CONTINUED. Maybe.
