Fairy Tale With A Happy Ending

He was lazing in bed and simply enjoying the view through the doorway, she was scrubbed raw from her bath, fresh and simply enjoying being the scenery.

He grinned his very best, lopsided boyish grin, " Betcha, I can make you come without touching you."

Absurd of course,but it intrigued her and she took the bait,"Betcha can't and I dare you to try."

He slowly rolled his eyes over every inch of her, with the awe of a real youngster blessed with his first sight of a naked  woman. She blushed at the thought of being eyed by one so young but he was clearly all boy and it flattered her too. She twisted away slightly, modestly but not nearly nearly enough to matter. The blush spread over her whole body, warm and tingling. He took her eyes in his and she was now really embarrassed, because she knew he could tell what she was feeling . He had her now, she couldn't look away. He was enjoying her discomfort so much he had to bite his lip to stifle his glee. She took it as long as she could but finally had to close her her eyes and when she did it set her free. It was a wisp of a breeze, soft and gentle but without question an orgasm. the flush of her skin softened and he knew. He could hold his laughter no more, he roared, full of himself and proud of his mischief.

"Isn't that just the coolest thing ever?"