I pulled up outside, afternoon shift finished, a little tired but by no means ready to sleep yet. The lights are still on downstairs as I walk in but I can't see her anywhere.
"Huh, she must be in bed already. It is 23:15 after all." I mutter to myself as I head to let the dogs out.
I notice the bedroom light is still on, maybe she is awake as I open my phone to a few messages whilst I was driving, the dogs curled up on the bed in a photo and a request to put her phone on charge if she has fallen asleep. I reply to the dog photo with a 'cute <3' and go back to turning lights off and getting the dogs sorted ready for their own bed time.
Lights out, dogs settled, I head upstairs. Still clad in my waist coat and suit trousers from having been at work, and see two eyes barely awake under the duvet pulled right up to a face, phone unlocked messaging the boyfriend in a sleepy stupor.
"Hi darling." I say, kissing her forehead.
"Hiiii." Comes the sleepy reply as she rolls to look at me and stretching under the duvet, before rolling back onto the side she was originally led on. She looks back up at me, eyes near closed with a faint smell of weed about her.
I see her go back to the phone, as I undress and hang up my suit. I climb into the bed, just my boxers on and relax for the first time in 8 hours absent mindedly scrolling through Facebook and looking through erotica as I've taken to reading the last few weeks.
I watch as she does her little bum wiggle towards me, a signal that she wants her cheeks rubbed and I oblige. My spare hand squeezing and massaging both those bum cheeks through the fabric of her underwear and below the lace line sat half way between her bum and thighs, my other hand still scrolling through funny memes and videos and the odd story.
I sit up, my own bum going numb from how i was sat, giving my hand an easier time reaching your bare legs and thighs along side her behind and continue long rubs along her inner thigh and and around her bum, purposefully reaching my hand as close to her vulva as I can through her underwear.
Some time passes, no words said, content in each others company that words don't always need to be used before you roll over and plug your phone into the charger between the pillows and snuggle down next to me. My spare hand almost instinctively moving away as she rolls over to scratch my nails up and down her back as I lean into her body some more.
Her hand wraps itself around me, casually landing between my legs, resting on my pubic area.
"Oh, hello there." I say in response to the touch.
I see her smile slightly and hear the reply, "hello there indeed." Her dainty hand beginning to trace circles over my covered shaft.
My phone still unlocked, providing a small amount of light to the room, but I'm no longer scrolling, my thoughts and actions interrupted by the hand rubbing me through my underwear. I lean back into the bed, resting myself on the headboard of our marital bed enjoying the light touches.
My hand still tracing circles on over her milky white skin, scratching harder than normal, small handfuls of skin squeezed, not painfully more needily. Moans escaping my mouth as she starts putting more pressure on my crotch, the boxers I'm clad in straining and nearly ripping at the force of her hand and my erection combined.
Her eyes no longer look sleepy, I can just about see them in the low light, wide open and blinking slowly. I don't know if it was my reaction to her touch i was exhibiting, or the close proximity to the heat between her legs as i was touching her earlier but i welcome it. I need to kiss those lips, feel them on mine whilst I feel those fingers toy with me and I slide myself down the bed to meet her beautiful face.
The hand rubbing me removes itself in an instant, my erection almost sad and the loss of stimulation and I lean myself down to kiss her, fulfilling that need at least.
My lips leave hers, a faint taste of those gorgeous red lips lingering on mine as you wiggle yourself down into your pillow and pulling the toy husky she so loves to cuddle at night closer to her chest.
"Sleep time." I hear the words, words I didn't want to hear.
"But I'm not tired yet, and I want you with me." I echo in the silence of the room.
"Nah, you weren't happy with what you were getting so it's sleep time now." She repeats the sentiment from a second ago.
"Noooo, its not sleep time." As I lay back in my original position lent up against the head board, exasperated at the sudden change, still tracing marks across her back lightly to help her fall asleep despite myself.
Her eyes remain shut as her arm is draped casually across my chest and begins playing with my chest hair, twirling it rhythmically between fingers in time with the music playing softly from the Google speaker above the bed.
I feel my eyes shutting not long before I feel a sharp pain on my collar, a handful of my skin between fingers as she squeezes, the feeling a mix between a bite and a pinch and I immediately snap them back open.
"So you aren't asleep then it would appear.." I breathe into the darkness.
She doesn't deign to grace me with a reply but instead moves her hand south on me again and grab me through my boxers, swinging a leg over my thighs as she lies next to me on the bed pressing her heat up against my thigh, the silk underwear gracing my leg with its smooth feel.
