I come home from work, mentally worn out but still full of energy. I need to get back into working out. I can’t decide whether I want to take a nap or watch some TV. You’re not in the living room, so I assume you’re either using the bathroom or taking a nap. I hope it’s the nap, so I can join you. I kick off my shoes and move towards the bedroom as I start unbuttoning my shirt. I see that there’s no light under the door, so you must be napping. Awesome!
I open the door slowly and quietly. The plan is to slip into bed and let myself warm up a bit before you notice me next to you. As I tiptoe into the room, I can barely make out the most beautiful noise of your gentle moans. My heart beats a little faster, knowing I have to be imagining this. I make it all the way in and see that you’re on the bed with the covers thrown carelessly to the side. You have nothing on except one of my white shirts. Your eyes are closed, and sure enough you’re moaning softly and breathing heavily. Your nipples are hard and press against the fabric as your chest rises and falls heavily. As I move quietly towards my side of the bed, I see you bite your lip and lift your hips up to meet your hand, finger sliding between your lips. Your hand pauses at your clit to apply pressure for just a moment without actually rubbing. I can tell you’re getting closer to release, but the brief pause in your moans and movement allow you to notice me there.