“You’re not helpless. You just need a little assistance every now and then.”
“Sure…” she said, not sounding like she believed me. “I’m just going to read.”
Zoe kissed my head and wheeled herself out of my office. I stood up and leaned on my desk, trying to figure out a solution. I felt confident I could safely use a razor on a woman, but this wasn’t just a woman. This was my daughter. And to be fair, that area had a lot more folds and curves than my face.
I went into my bathroom and started to inventory what I thought I would need. As I reached for some towels, I saw what I thought was going to be my salvation tucked away in the linen closet. A barely used Norelco razor.
For those of you unfamiliar with these razors, they’re an electric and, in this case, rechargeable razor with guarded blades. I almost cheered out loud as I realized this meant I could take a more ‘hands off’ approach to this!
I plugged it in so it could charge, testing it after a minute to make sure it at least spun. I spent a few minutes after that cleaning it and inspecting it. With the sideburn trimmer, I could trim the long hair to a stubble and then use the regular razor bit to get it smooth.
I had a plan! This was going to work.
****
“I’m not sure when I’ll start.” she told me earlier, “I’d like to go ahead and be ready, if that’s okay?”
“Sure.” After all, I had a plan.
That night, after her shower, Zoe lay back on the bed and looked over at me expectantly.
With a towel underneath her I slid her nightgown up and revealed her most private area. She moved her leg aside and I was faced with the hard truth. For weeks I had tried very hard (mostly) to avoid eye-contact with her pussy. Now I was forced to stare at it. The dark hair around her labia matched the rest of the hair on her head. Also, I now saw that other hair on her body had grown as well. If this worked, I figured I’d be helping her groom the rest of her if she wanted me to. As her leg moved, the lips parted slightly. She wasn’t wet, but the slight musky smell was unmistakable. Despite my best efforts, I felt myself getting hard.
Doing my best to ignore my the growing tightness in my shorts, I started to work. I used the small trimmers on the long hair at first, gently sweeping the strands away. When I felt comfortable that was done, I turned the device around and began sliding it across her skin.
I was so focused on my work that I didn’t see what was happening to Zoe. In hindsight, I probably didn’t want us to look at each other because I didn’t want her to be embarrassed. Had I looked up earlier I might have seen the changes sooner.
It was faint, but I could feel her leg muscles tense up slightly. I looked up at her and saw her eyes were closed, lids fluttering, and her breathing was shaky. Being clueless, I wasn’t sure exactly what was happening at first. Then I felt a small tremor run through her body. She let out a sharp, shuddering breath, then relaxed.
My cock seemed to know what happened before my brain did. Almost instantly I was rock hard and had to turn on my side to avoid hurting myself. Without meaning to, I had given my daughter a small orgasm from the buzzing of the razor! I pulled the razor away, looking again to see her lips slightly parted and a thin string of fluid dripping down.
“Zoe-” I began, but was cut off
“I, uh. uh. I’m tired, dad.” she said breathlessly, not looking at me.
“Uh, yeah, okay.” I folded the towel and pulled it from under her.
“I’ll uh, see you in the uh, morning, okay?” her eyes were wide and looking everywhere but at me.
“Yeah, sure baby.”
I quickly left her room and went into mine. My erection wouldn’t be tamed with a few minutes of concentration. I did the only thing I could. I dropped my pants and jerked off into the towel. I tried to think about any other woman, but as soon as I pictured Zoe climaxing I shot my load into the towel.
****
After I cleaned up, I tried to figure out what happened. The razor wasn’t that powerful, and I never once touched her clit. That must’ve meant she was super-sensitive down there. Thinking about it, I knew what it was like. I’ve been overly sensitive before, especially when it had been a long time-
I stopped in my tracks, realizing what was going on. She’s been in the hospital for months, then here for months, and the whole time she’s had limited use of her arm. Other than her injuries, she’s a healthy, normal, young woman, and with the same needs. I wasn’t blind or ignorant to the fact that she’d been sexually active for a while before she went into the Marines. Lord knows what happened while she enlisted. Now, she had all contact suddenly cut off, and with her muscle damage she couldn’t use her hand for any length of time. No wonder such a small thing had made her orgasm.
Running it through my head made me start getting hard again, and as much as a part of me wanted to make her cum I knew I had to take the sensible approach. So, I did the only thing I could do. I went shopping.
It’s amazing what you can find on Amazon. Within a few minutes, I found a small bullet style vibrator and had it rush delivered to the house.
Of course, the next day her period started, so the rush delivery could have waited. Oh well. I’d give it to her when she had finished. We didn’t talk about what happened, but we both knew that the other knew. The only thing I offered was to use the razor on her legs and armpits if she wanted, something she readily agreed to.
****
A few days later, as I was helping her into bed for the night, she surprised me.
“Um. Dad?”
“Yeah?”
“Just to make it easier for next month, maybe we should keep my, you know, shaved?”
“Keep it from getting long again?”
“Yeah, plus it’s kinda itching now. Would you mind…?”
“Right now?” I asked, knowing she was asking for this for other reasons as well.
“If that’s okay, yeah.”
“Sure.” I said, getting her towel and getting it ready. “Be right back.”
I retrieved the razor and new vibrator from my bathroom, keeping the vibrator in my pocket. I went back into Zoe’s room to find her ready and somewhat eager. This time I didn’t need to use the trimmers. Instead, I quickly slid the razor around and removed all the stubble. Unlike last time, when I was trying to be careful and went slowly, this time was faster which kept me from arousing her.
“All done.” I said, smiling.
“Oh.” she was unable to hide the disappointment in her voice. “That was quick.”
“Yeah, well.” I sat up and patted her leg. “Honestly, I know what happened last time, baby.”
“Oh God.” she groaned, turning beet red.
“Nothing to be ashamed of. It’s natural.”
Zoe said nothing, just looked away.
“Here.” I pulled the vibrator out of my pocket and put it in her hand.
“What’s th- DAD! Oh my God!” her eyes were wide as she looked between me and the toy in her hand.
“Oh shush. I’ll leave you alone.” I left the room and closed the door.