Hi r/Erotica! This is the first story I’ve written, and it’s on mobile so apologies for any formatting issues, or spelling oddities.
Any feedback is welcome!
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It was nearly midnight, and warm. Too warm. The night was quiet except for the rhythmic clicking of the ceiling fan, and my wife’s gentle breathing from beside me. I was awake, and hard.
“Not tonight darling.” She’d said through a yawn, before kissing me goodnight, and turning over, going straight to sleep. I understood; she’d been at the lab first thing that morning and hadn’t gotten home until evening – it was always the same when she was working on something big. But for me, horny and awake, it wasn’t much comfort.
“I’ll wake up early” I thought, “and put some coffee on. She’ll wake up to the smell. We’ll start to kiss… I’ll roll on top of her…” Shit. This was not helping me. I felt my cock straining against the thin blanket over us. With a sigh, I moved my hand down. “Just a quicky” I told myself. “Save some for the morning”.