It had been a long day yesterday, and thoughts of work to be done filled my mind as I woke, groggy and blurry. Stretching ever so slowly, loosening my muscles and relaxing, my head leaned to the side and a gentle sigh crossed my lips.
The sheets had run, unabashedly, from her smooth, silky skin, exposing her beautiful, shapely ass and legs, with the slightest peek of the moist lips between them. Instantly I was aroused, and my passion for her was growing by the second.
I rolled to the side, cupping her outer thigh in one hand, and gently brushing the hair from her adorable, sleeping face. Many times I had seen her in this state, and I thought, my god, I had married an angel. This morning, however, the angel was not what I wanted. I wanted the passionate, sensual side of her, and I knew just how to get it.
She let out a small sigh as the hair left her face, and nuzzled her back to my chest in acceptance of my presence. My head dropped to her neck, my breath warm on her skin, causing a ripple of goosebumps across her skin. Nipples hardened, lips moistened, and I wasted no time in stoking the furnace.