She climbs into bed beside me. It's unexpected, and yet unobjectionable. I should be stunned, I should question what she's doing, I should be on my guard, but instead I'm just a little bemused. I was alone in bed, but now she's here too, naked as I am, at ease as I am.
Without a word, she closes distance, nuzzling her head into the crook of my neck. She is soft and warm, radiating a gentle heat as she presses her hourglass figure against me. I manage to wrap my arms around her after a moment or two, holding her in a loose embrace. For hours or minutes, we lie there together in still silence.
At length, her arms having found their way around me at some point, she pulls herself more tightly to me. Her breasts smoosh against my side, and after some shifting around her groin is pressed against my thigh. It's an insistent warmth, the heat of her deepest core spilling out over me.
I ease her down onto her back, propping myself up beside her. She looks up at me with contented expectation, confident in what comes next but glad it will happen sooner rather than later. I cup her cheek for a moment, gazing at her beauty, before running it down the length of her body and slipping between her thighs. She spreads her legs to accept me, and I soon feel her wetness.
She closes her eyes and smiles as I begin my ministrations. I move my hand in slow, gentle circles, applying light pressure but not bothering with too much force just yet. We're not in a race, we're on a walk in the woods here, and I have no desire to miss any of this forest. Her hand caresses my shoulder as I work, and she rewards my efforts with pleased sighs.
