When you got home you sign in relief. Home finally. It was a long day and you needed a shower. As you trudged towards the nearest bathroom you silently cursed your husbands, Pantalone, need for a big mansion. It was fancy and all, but the amount of rooms left you often feeling lost in maze.

As you finally reached your destination, you heard the sound of running water, assuming your husband is showering, maybe you could join him...

You walk through your house, reaching the luxurious bathroom, you take a step inside. You see the blurry silhouette of Pantalone showing through the glass door, his face turns to your direction at the sound of the open door.

“Ah, my dear. Care to join me?” He opened the door to the shower slightly, and you were greeted with a wet Pantalone. Water droplets trickled down his naked body, his normally wavy hair now slick against his body. You followed a particular water drop as it slowly slips down his stomach and then down his limp

The pic is Ai generated minus the edited black blob and words