This story begins on a random Saturday morning. We were planning on spending the day working on projects at home. Tony was working hard outside, mowing and edging the lawn. I was inside dusting, sweeping, and mopping. Music was blaring through the speakers as the radio hummed over the noise of the vacuum. I danced happily along as I cleaned. A commercial came over the radio about a fairytale wedding. You could see the wheels of my brain in motion. Suddenly I had this brilliant idea. I rushed into the office and typed a discreet note for Tony.
The note read, "The presence of Prince Lixalot has been requested by the King of Fantasyland. Let it be known that Princess Luvs2blikt is trapped under a spell cast by the Queen of Pussyland. The spell can only be broken by the kiss from the lips of a noble Prince, one of which has been properly cleansed (take a shower)of all evil."
I printed the note, and ran to the garage door, instructing Tony not to enter the house for ten minutes. This would give me just enough time to prepare. I went back into the office, carrying the note. I snagged a piece of scotch tape and hurried to our bedroom. I taped the note to the door, and pushed the door closed. Inside our room, I could already feel dampness between my legs.
I jumped into the shower for a quick shave, and cleansing. The heat of the shower felt wonderful against my skin. Once clean and shaven, I turned the water off, opened the shower door, and stepped out. Immediately my nipples hardened at the coolness of the air against my wet skin. I admired my groomed pussy in the full length mirror as I toweled myself dry. I moved over to the vanity and began pumping lotion into my hands, and smoothing it all over my body. I again turned to the mirror to admire my glistening skin in the mirror. My nipples were fully erect, and I could feel wetness in my groin again.