Just A Nap

My mind wandered a little today…

I finally arrive at your house, after hours, weeks, months of waiting.  I can feel the nervous excitement bubbling up inside.  I want to giggle uncontrollably.  I ring the doorbell and fidget.

I hear, “Come on in!”

I slowly open the door, peek around the corner, and walk in.

I smile at you.

“Hey there! You look tired,” I say.

“Yeah, I’m beat.”

I wrap my arms around your neck and pull you close.  I forget that I meant to stay aloof and let you drive this train.  I need to feel you close, and I know you’ll indulge me – at least a little.

Our lips touch, our tongues meet.  Soft but firm – no dueling, yet.

“I’m not up for much right now.”

I grin because I can feel how wrong you are.

I have an idea, though.

“Why don’t we just take a nap?”

You laugh. You think I’m angling for something.  You know me well, but in this moment you’re wrong.

“No really, just a nap.  When we wake up, we’ll see what we feel like doing.  No pressure,” I say.

I know you, though.  You can’t sleep fully clothed.  We’re down to just underwear in a few minutes.  We snuggle in the bed.  Your room is perfect – ultra soft sheets, dark room, and cold air, just how we both like it.  You wrap your arms around me, and after a few minutes, we both drift off.

I return to consciousness slowly.  Something is different.  Your arms are still around me, but your hands are moving.  Your hands cup my breasts as you gently stroke and massage them.  My back arches in pleasure, my ass feeling what you’re thinking about.  One hand moves to my back, and my bra is off in seconds.  Your lips touch my neck and move to my shoulder.  You nip my shoulder, and I hiss in response.

I roll over to look at you.  I know that look in your eyes.  You decided what you want to do tonight.

The phone rings on my desk…back to reality – and work.