It had been years since Maggie Frost met CJ Casagrande. They were married now with jobs, yet their love never faded. Every now and again though, Maggie would think about how they met. She was grieving her break up with Luan and CJ asked her to play sleeping beauty with her.
That had been a fun day. She never realized that she wanted another upbeat, peppy partner. After Luan, she assumed she would want an emo or goth partner. Like her.
Instead, she got a constantly happy down syndrome young man who was incredibly sweet toward her. Maggie loved him and CJ loved her. Strange of her to think, but she wanted to play Sleeping Beauty again.
"Hey, CJ... Would you like to play the game we played when we first met again?" Maggie asked, blushing slightly.
"You mean Sleeping Beauty," CJ asked.
"I'd love to," the latino said.
"Could we do it in costumes, CJ?"
"Of course! I'd be happy to do it in nothing at all too!" He said cheerfully. Maggie chuckled. He still loved her boobs so much. It was kind of cute.
She put on a pink ball gown with a petal overskirt, a ruffled white petticoat, and long triangular sleeves, a golden tiara, and pink shoes. Meanwhile he wore black high-neck tunic with red short puffy sleeves and a gray turtleneck underneath, dark blue pants and black boots.
"May I have this dance?" CJ asked. He'd lost weight over the years. It was mostly baby fat and he'd gotten tall like Bobby was.
"You may," Maggie said. She wore a blonde wig as well under her tiara.
The two turned on "Once Upon a Dream" and danced to it.
The two stared lovingly into each other's eyes.
"You know, the original sleeping beauty was sexually abused," Maggie said
"What? Noooo!" CJ said.
"Yuh huh... The original Sleeping Beauty from the Grimm fairy tale was raped by the prince when she was asleep and when her child was born and touched her, the flax splinter was removed and she woke up.
"Dang," cj said. "I like the Walt Disney version better."
"The one where the prince is hitler and-"
"You know what I mean, Maggie!" CJ laughed. He appreciated her dark humor
"Yeah. The Disney Prince Phillip is nice." Maggie said.
"Not as nice as you though," she said
"Well..." CJ said, blushing slightly.
"You're nice too. And beautiful," he complemented
Maggie blushed happily.
"Thank you," she said.
They danced in silence
They spent the afternoon enjoying each other's company, making tea and drinking it together. Then that night, they went up to their room and made love.
Maggie still felt the same rush she did the first time she made love to CJ.
"I love you," she moaned
"I love you too." He said adoringly.
The peck on the lips once more before falling asleep naked in each other's arms
Maggie dreamt about the first time they met.
How he gave her a flower just cuz she was sad. How he pretend fought his mother for her honor. How he gently kissed her for the first two times. How his mother took pictures of them kissing and hanging out. How her own mother found out about them dating. How he accidentally farted when she grabbed his butt.
She loved him so much. She was so happy with him.