We were sitting on the couch watching a ghost investigation show on tv. It had been some time since we last had sex, busy schedules and depression doing their best to disrupt lustful feelings. My mind drifted as we watched and I thought about her as she sat next to me, how her skin feels against mine, her hot breath as she breathes into my neck when I slide myself in her deepest confines. I started to get a little hard with those thoughts, not fully erect, but I could feel my cock twinging beneath the fabric of my pants, slowly filling with blood in waves as it slowly grew in spurts. I tried to put the thoughts out of my mind, timing being what it was, I was certain it wasn’t a good time. She seemed so interested in the show and frankly I was too. The show continued and about ten minutes before it was going to be over and the streaming service rolled into the next one, she got up.
“Can you pause it please?” “I’ve gotta use the bathroom and I don’t want to miss anything.”