The room was dark, the only light was the one from the street.
I’m sleeping. You approach me easily, after a stressful day at work and after your every night shower. You see me sleeping on my stomach with my legs spread, in my favorite T-shirt, that you love like crazy too. You know… That oversized one with that cute owl, which ends right above my Star Wars hipster panties, the black ones with white writing and you feel how it hardens slowly. You take off your towel. You come easily with your hands on my body. I startle and say hello:
– Hey, you’re here! How was work, baby?
– Fucked up… But I’d rather not talk about it now…
I turn over and kiss you.
– What are you up to?
– Well, isn’t it obvious what I want now? And you lie on top of me, clenching my wrists and stretching my hands as you spread my legs slightly aggressive and start rubbing my pussy with your hard limb.