The Queen’s love
Chapter 1: The Dress from heavens
Here you were, sitting on the sofa, leg corssed. I dont really remember, how many times i had told you that you looked absolutely stunning in that dress. But then again you knew that already because you bought it for yourself. As if this wedding gown was made for you, as if it had waited since the day it came into existence to be on you, a perfect compliment to your beauty. The stunning and amazing aura it emitted when it was on you, like an armour enhancing and protecting your beauty. I must confess at this point, i have imagined you wearing that dress in every detail possible. As you know how vivid my imagination is;
“You took a bath, hot shower, looking as stunning and as amzing as always, like a goddess landed on earth. Rubbing the towel on your fabulous hairs, you walk slowing towards the room, exiting the shower, nothing on that godlike body, but drops of water dripping on the curves, for these drops are in heavens running down your body like dew drops from heavens. The lips still wet, emmiting the seductive aura brightning the sorroundings. You had layed out what you were going to wear. I sometimes wish i am that smooth towel, you rubbung on your godly body, saoking the moisture from every curve, feeling the auroma of every pore. You drop the towel on the floor.