He'd got back from the trip at about midnight and almost managed to not wake her when he got to bed. She had half woken, asked him how the trip had been and then fallen asleep before he'd answered.
He woke up first, at about 8am. He was naked, as usual, she wore loose fitting shorts and a vest. He shuffled over to her and spooned a moment, enjoying the feeling as she pushed her arse back against him. He felt himself start to get hard, but she left the bed and went to the bathroom.
She came back a couple of minutes later and got back into bed, again with her back to him. He was dozing and they got close to each other, her arse against his groin again, and both dozed.
'Did you bring a broom handle to bed or are you just pleased to see me?' she said. He was vaguely aware of her voice, his half-asleep mind had wandered off to memories of her sucking his cock, but he was very aware of his hard on pressed against her arse. He was also aware of her pushing back against him.
'Is that my present?' she asked.
He groaned quietly, and his hand reached around over her and gently went to her breast, holding at first through her vest but then his hand slipped inside and his fingers gently found her nipple, and it responded to his gentle caress by hardening. She felt the lovely warm glow of anticipation in her tummy and pressed back harder.
He moved to put his other arm under her head and got closer to her, now pressed against her at chest, groin and thigh level. He kissed her shoulder and neck and felt her stretch back against him then her hand went behind her to hold his hardness. As she did so she raised her knee and he knew what she wanted and moved his hands to her tummy then started to slowly, ever so slowly, move it down.
She stretched to meet his hand, eager to be touched. He drew circles on her tummy, slowly moving lower, as he kissed her neck and shoulder and gently nipped her with his teeth. His hand dipped to her opening, fingers tracing a line from her clit and down, then back again.