What a night. Major issues at work had me called in to assist in getting things back to good. And man, has it been a long one!
I close the door quietly to our upscale little apartment. It’s still early, and I don’t want to wake you. I drop my laptop bag on the floor beside the couch, and kick my shoes off.
Quietly I creep down the hall, halfway stripping as I make my way closer to our bedroom. The door is closed, but cracked some. I think to myself that it’s a bit strange, as we typically leave our door open, but quickly brush those thoughts aside as I quietly push the door open.
Despite the darkness, I see your very shapely ass peeking out from under our comforter. I can barely make out the neon green thong that’s currently being swallowed by your cheeks.
The hairs on the back of my neck instantly rise. My breathing intensifies, and my heart is thumping in my chest. You typically sleep in shorts, but very clearly while I was away you decided a change of wardrobe was necessary. Along with the other changes taking place in my body right now, I become very aware of the growing bulge threatening to poke through my boxers at any moment.