Prince narrates:

While still laying in bed when I wake up, I reach over to put my arm around Penelope...but she isn't there.

 Pushing my long hair out of my face, I sigh. My wife would only be in one place now. Our gym. When I get there she's laying on the weight bench on her back, breathing heavily. Penelope must've gone hard today. I kiss her cheek, "Good morning, Penny. Working off last night's birthday cake, huh?" I tease.

It was a funky party. Having it be  a 70's prom theme turned out well.

Without a word, she glares at me and leaves the room. Guess she can't take a joke today. I get started on my ab workout. naturally I like to stay in shape for me and I have to for my job, but Penny really motivates me to be serious with exercise . That reaction she always has over my muscles when she sees me without my clothes on. Talk about a way to keep a man in the gym! Not only that, she knows every bodybuilder in town, so I don't want to slack with my fitness.    

Penelope narrates:

While fuming about my husband's comment, i shower. Then I play with Amethyst " Who is my pretty kitty? " I coo as i pet her. Company arrives. Shit!  Sabrina is here! 

"Hi, Penny! Brad took pictures last night at the party. He had an extra set developed for you. " Sabrina announces.

"That was nice. You should have called first though. "

"I figured it'd be okay "

You thought wrong. 

Sabrina has her and Brad's son Sammy with her. He seems to be behaving himself as well as a one year old can. "Why on Earth did that guy at your party wear a feather boa with his suit? "She wonders while we look through the pictures," That was tacky. My friends would never."

"Dion? He was just having fun." I don't mention his drag shows or the fact that I find Sabrina's friends boring. So afraid of the "correct " image they can't cut lose.

Dreamily Sabrina sighs over a picture of her, "I'm so happy I got to wear my old prom gown again. I love it as much as I did then. Can't believe it still fits!"

"Well, it is very forgiving cut! " I snap. So forgiving is the wrong word but I'm annoyed 

"You know it's not! "

Prince walks into the room. "What are you two fighting about? "

"She called my dress last night forgiving" Sabrina scowls.

Prince laughs and scoops up Sammy and tells him, "we need to have these two go to time out" 

"Well she made fun of Dion! "

"He can probably stand up for himself " Prince chuckles. 

"I have shit to get done," I announce. lying, but I'll find something. 

"You can't stay and visit?" Sabrina pouts.

"Yeah, stay" Prince pouts in a more exaggerated fashion. 

"Sugar, don't you have to work on the tour?" I ask.

"Cleared the day for you. Thought you'd like that." he replies "It wasn't easy. "

I say with a smile "Get lost Brini"

Sabrina laughs, " I can take a hint"

Prince fixes me pancakes for breakfast. Our eyes lock over the meal. My husband really is stunning and I find myself lost in his eyes. This happens regularly and I want to feel this way towards him forever ever. 

"Thank you for taking the day off for me, Sugar " I say 

"My pleasure " Prince replies 

" Remember, for next year. You can simply spend the day with me and I'd be so happy "

"You just want my extra time?" He teases

" and your kiss"

Laughing Prince takes our empty dishes to the dishwasher. 

We sit down in the living room to check out the pictures Brad took. "Why does Brini think I want look at a picture of her?"I sigh holding up a picture . 

"It was probably just in there" Prince rolls his eyes. 

There's many pictures of Prince and I. Dancing. Playing prom King and queen. Just being happy. "Sugar, was Margaret Prom Queen ? She seems like someone who would be. I'd have voted for her. "

Prince smiles. "No, she was in the court though"

As we sit on the sofa, he puts his arm around me but he has grown quiet and is staring off into the distance. 

Prince narrates:

I have zero interest in working today and am content to do nothing with my beautiful wife. Penelope is the first woman to distract me from working all the time and that scares me. 

What if i become lazy? That's not good. I'm supposed to be the provider! Once upon a time I was living with Margaret and we were on the roof of our apartment. She was sunbathing in just bikini bottoms. What was I doing? I was hanging out up there too ... working on a song on my acoustic guitar! I was a man obsessed in that moment! The song had such a hold on me! 

No wonder I'm scared. I changed a lot since those days. Worst case scenario Penelope and i would be trying to live off her income, which would not cover our expenses. Embarrassing. Now that the thought has crossed my mind, I kind of want to get back to work now- despite what I told Penelope. 

"Sugar?" Penelope utters in a concerned fashion, reading my facial expression. 

"Want to watch me rehearse some of my dancing?" I ask 

"Sure! You're the best dancer ever!" She grins.

Good. I remove my sweater and what starts as me going over some of my dance moves turns into a four hour one man show of me singing, dancing and playing all my instruments. my wife is delighted. And I am horny. Hope she is too.

"Sugar! That was incredible!" Penelope screams before giving me a big kiss. 

 The whole way to the master bath Penelope is telling me how much she liked the private Prince show. Once I clean up, I fling open the bathroom, fully disrobed. 

Oh, my! Mrs. Nelson is posed on the bed, naked as well...expect for six inch heels. Damn! 

Her eyes scan my body. "Beautiful. Every inch." she says in a breathy voice, " Presumably, you're going to get in and keep me company."

I stall. Going to make her wait for me. "Yeah, I'll get in bed with you " I smirk before studying myself in the mirror and fix ing my hair. 

"Oh, Sugar, I am just going to mess it up anyway! " Penelope sighs, "and you are handsome no matter what."

Penelope gets off the bed and gingerly walks towards me. She reaches out to touch me, promptly falling down! Still hasn't fully learned to walk in those things. 

"Shit!" She exclaims. 

Kneeling down, I remove her shoes. Then I rub her feet, making her giggle. 

We start making out on the floor. Eventually we get into bed because Penelope doesn't like getting down on the floor, otherwise I'd have taken her right there! Stroking her hair and kissing her neck makes her swoon with ecstasy . Wait until she sees what I have in store for her. Twisting compatablily, our bodies delight each other. "PRINCE! "Penelope screams. 

"PENNY! "I yell back as I finish and fall back on the bed.

My wife summons the energy to climb on top of me and kiss my face repeatedly, a nice way to end our lovemaking before we clean up and go to bed. The pangs of guilt I had about slipping in a bit of practicing for the tour fade away.