The Spice Cabinet - Challenge 4b

Author's Note: this story grew from the previous one in the series. It got interesting enough that it got its own submission, but you should refer back to that if you want plot context.

Gloria unloaded the groceries and put them away. One item did not go into its customary location. Instead, she took it to the master bathroom, where she put the red-topped cylinder into the cabinet under the sink. If inanimate objects could be self-conscious, it might have wondered why it was in this dark space occupied by spare toilet rolls, tampons, ancient dried-out sponges, and cleaning products. It was a drastic downfall from the cool, well-lit shelf where it had stood this morning, proudly side by side with its neighboring cans of whipped cream.

She smiled to herself, and went back to preparing her chicken taco casserole. After layering corn tortillas, cheeses, salsa verde, and chicken into a deep glass baking dish, she put it into the oven. It was a fairly easy variation on chicken enchiladas and made excellent leftovers.

While dinner was cooking, Gloria prepared herself for tonight's surprise. In the bedroom, she stripped down, grabbed a scissors, and began trimming her bush as closely as she dared. Standing in front of her full-length mirror, she watched the reflection of the dark brown curls as they floated lazily to the carpet. She squatted to spread her thighs, a little nervous about the sharp scissors so close to her sensitive bits. Recalling a (possibly satirical) piece of advice from the 1950s, purported to be "for the married woman", about doing household chores in the nude to excite your husband, she vacuumed up the pile before putting on her bathrobe.

She took a long and luxurious shower before very carefully shaving herself clean as a baby. She'd read that it was important to moisturize after shaving, especially the first few times, but she wanted to leave herself without anything smelly or greasy. She got out some glycerin they'd experimented with as a massage lubricant and rubbed it into the shaved area. Gloria slid a finger over her now smooth, glycerin-slick mound and into her crevice, promising herself that Dan's hand would be there soon. Given the nature of the area, her body responded with its own slipperiness. There was some stubble around the more convoluted shapes of her folds, but luckily she naturally thinned out before the best parts. Dan would forgive her.

Gloria was dressed again and everything seemed routine by the time Dan got home from work. Outwardly, her surprise was invisible. She smiled to herself. One more treat to come.

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Dan pushed his chair back and began to clear the dishes. "That was tasty." He covered the leftover casserole and put it in the refrigerator as Gloria rinsed the plates and put them in the dishwasher.

"I've got a special dessert, too, for later." She winked.

Dan was uncertain why a wink would go along with... wait a minute... "Are you talking about something good to eat?"

"I hope so. I've never tried it before. It's sort of Mexican, with a bit of spice."

"Sounds interesting, could go well with the taco casserole. Would you like to have it now, or wait a little so the supper can settle?" Dan tended to have seconds and often thirds when she made that dish, so he felt pretty full.

"If you want to wait, we can watch a movie or something." Gloria headed into the living room. Dan followed, and they settled in to their usual TV-watching positions on the couch.

Gloria futzed around on her iPad for a moment, bringing up the remote for their smart TV. She'd hunted down a particular movie they'd watched when they were dating, and was ready to stream it. On the screen, a tough-looking Japanese man in a cowboy hat was driving a truck through the pouring rain.

A few minutes later, Dan looked over at his wife, who was absorbed in the film. "Is this that noodle-shop movie? The one we were talking about earlier, from school?"

"Yeah. I tracked it down. I've added it to my watch-list so I could find it for tonight."

"And would this be related to our challenge from Dr. Coleman?"

"Did I mention you'd be eating a spicy Mexican?"

"Not exactly in those words. Sounds tasty, though."

Gloria turned off the TV. "Go and get naked. I think it's time for dessert."

As Dan was undressing in the bedroom, Gloria stripped down in the bathroom and got out the whipped cream can she'd stashed earlier. She turned on the fan and ran the sink to cover the shplplphsh of the dispenser nozzle, then covered her mound thickly enough that Dan wouldn't know she'd shaved until he licked her. She also coated the tips of her breasts and, giggling at her reflection, filled in some bikini strings up to her shoulders and across her chest.

Satisfied with her work, Gloria opened the bathroom door and stepped out. Dan's jaw dropped, and then he laughed out loud. "Hah! Brilliant. This is going to be a great dessert."

"You better lick this off me before it drips on the rug." She stepped toward him, and carefully climbed onto the bed, one knee at a time. Just that motion was enough to start an avalanche off her left breast. A glob of melting whipped cream splattered on the sheets, and rivulets of cream trickled down her ribs. The contrast between the white cream and her butterscotch skin was almost as delicious to look at as it was to taste.

Gloria lay back as Dan licked the bikini strings from her nipples up to the collarbone, and had to suppress the tickle reflex as he traced the side straps that went halfway around her ribs. This was already fun, and he hadn't even uncovered his surprise yet.

Dan cleaned Gloria's breasts and chest thoroughly, then moved around to kneel between her spread knees. He did a big face-plant into the waiting cream pie, and popped back up to show off the fluffy white goatee and blob on his nose, knowing his wife would get a laugh. Then he glanced down, took a big lick of whipped cream, and looked back up.

"It's a two-fer. I remembered you wanted me to try shaving, from your list, and this way you won't get hair in your mouth. Now, get busy!"

Busy, he got. Dan explored her newly shaved majora and mound, diligently cleaning her up. Rivulets of melting cream trickled down and tickled as they passed Gloria's taint and onto her butthole. Okay, point to remember, she thought. Lighter on the whipped cream next time.

That was Gloria's last coherent thought, as Dan turned his attention from cleaning up (declining to chase anything that went too far down) to pure sexual pleasure. He found her g-spot easily, having had long practice, and brought her to the thigh-quivering brink of orgasm before looking up. He decided not to tease her by edging, well, not more than a little. He slid his fingers out and planted his lips solidly around Gloria's hooded clit. He pulled a suction and used the point of his tongue to flick her clit rapidly all around, sending Gloria over the brink until her bucking hips broke free from his mouth and she collapsed with a deep sigh. Dan sat back on his heels and smiled, his boner poking up.

Gloria smiled back. "I need a minute. Then we are going to fuck -- I have to feel your pubes on my bare skin."

Dan belched and giggled. "Do they still make whipped cream with laughing gas?" He stretched out next to Gloria, and kissed her gently.

"I think so. Or maybe it's just because this is sort of silly." She pulled him on top of her and raised her knees again. "Now fuck me hard and deep."

Dan guided himself into her, and plunged all at once to his (adequate, at least) depth. Gloria could feel his balls slap against her bare labia. He did tickle more when she was unshielded by her own hair, though. The sensation was a nice addition to the familiar sex, and as he began thrusting she noticed, maybe, slightly more coolness? Or was it just that she was sopping from melted whipped cream, Dan's saliva, and her own lubricants? She found the strength in her wobbly thighs to wrap her legs around Dan's and pull him in as she hugged him tight. This brought her to a second peak as she felt Dan's long-held release.

Dan had softened and slid out and was laying next to her, prone, slippery, and limp. He sighed loudly. "Whew. That was amazing." He belched softly. "But less whipped cream. It was worth it for the reveal, though."

"We ought to write a second journal entry for this."

"Can you imagine, if we ever had kids, if they found those journals?" Dan chuckled.

"Can you imagine, if we ever had kids, and if Dr. Coleman's book became a big hit, and they found out it was us in whatever excepts she uses?" Gloria smiled. "I hope they'd be proud."

Dan laughed out loud. "Let's make sure we give her good material then."

Gloria's Journal, Week 4, again. I loved this week's Spice Challenge enough that it needs two journal entries. I shaved my whole pussy and crotch bare. That was one of the other things on Dan's list. Then I covered up with whipped cream, one of the try-its on my list. Dan licked the whipped cream off and then he licked me off. The sensations on my bare skin when we had sex? If we ever have kids, and they read this journal when we're dead and gone, I hope they're more delighted than mortified. Hi, hypothetical children.

Dan's Journal, Week 4 second entry. Yeah. Second entry. Gloria surprised me by combining an item from my list with an item from hers. She shaved her pubes and then drew a bikini with whipped cream. It was an unexpected delight. Showering together after -- we were very, very sticky -- was fun too. These challenges have been so liberating for us.