I was feeling the horny feelings yesterday, but my husband works second shift and usually gets home around midnight. Knowing we’d be too tired to do anything, around 6 in the evening, I laid down on the couch, lifted up my dress and pulled my panties down around my knees. I was pretty wet at this point, and it didn’t take me too long to rub my clit to a pretty intense orgasm while thinking of him.
He got home late last night. I was pretty exhausted, and he’d had a long day. We crawled into bed. I was wearing a t-shirt and thin cotton shorts. He usually wears a t-shirt and boxer briefs to bed. But that night, possibly because we live in the south and it was very hot out, possibly for other reasons, he decided to sleep shirtless. I fell asleep cuddled against his bare chest.
I have a vague memory of waking up in the middle of the night and trying to initiate something, but he was pretty asleep and I was barely conscious myself, so I gave up and went back to bed.