...I came upon you napping in the back bedroom. I couldn't avert my eyes from the display of unintended sexuality you exhibited.
It was the warmest day yet this spring. Outside, the temperature was probably in the mid 70's and with the windows to the top floor of our condo fully open, the inside temperature had to be pretty similar. The curtains were blowing inward to the room, mimicking the shape of the breeze coming in. Their beige color shed a warm, sensual light throughout the otherwise unlit room. The sun was positioned in the sky exactly where you would expect it to be in late May just a short while before dusk. The outside sky was painted with a myriad of pinks, oranges and reds—creating the most surreal feel to the room.
I immediately noticed the way your hipbone lifted the satin blanket that covered you as you lay on your back. The blanket traced your body perfectly, making it nearly impossible to realize you only had on a pair of black lace panties left from your day's attire. The way your left nipple was visible under the thin, soft blanket was so erotic, it took what seemed like an eternity to realize that your right breast was completely exposed, and just as aroused as the other. My heart rate was furious as I tried to figure out if you had intended for me to catch you looking so angelic and sexual. More importantly, I felt pressed to decide what I should do with this situation I'd stumbled upon. Did you want to be woken? Surely you'd napped because of a headache, or with a desire to simply enjoy having the large bed to yourself.
Just as I'd thought I convinced myself to let you be, I found myself at the foot of the bed. I couldn't bring myself to turn away. I didn't know what I wanted to do, but the scene before me was so magnetic, I wanted to become a part of it, not for my own well being but for yours. I gently stepped to the side of the bed, and sat next to you, careful not to disturb you or the covers. I wasn't sure exactly how deep your sleep was, but I knew I didn't want to wake you... not yet at least. I gently tugged at the sheet that covered your chest, and saw your hidden nipple begin to become erect. I continued to slowly pull the satin sheet over the rest of your skin, being sure that it would bring each nerve ending to life. Having been with you for several years has its benefits, and being aware of your incredible sensitivity was one. I grabbed the blanket near your waist and gently slid it across your soft tummy. This must have triggered very powerful nerves because your lower back began to arch very carefully into the air—only a few inches above the bed but I knew you were becoming aroused... even if you weren't yet consciously aware.
I glanced up at your face again—still asleep. Your chest filled with breaths of the room's sweet summer air, your exhales still arousing ever part of me. The way your lips hung slightly apart... the way your upper body shifted with each breath... the soft cotton boxers beneath the khaki slacks I wore could hardly contain what you were creating.
Before long I dared to become more physical. A trail of soft kissed began just below your left hand, on your wrist and down your exposed forearm. With no response from you, I continued to guide my lips down your upper body... first to your shoulder and then down to your incredible breasts. The way they laid upon your chest with you on your back was so amazing. As they spread apart, your seemingly brittle breastbone stood out as if it had never before been seen. Every part of your upper body appeared symmetrical with a sexual beauty I could not ignore. My immediate desire was to bathe every inch of you with moist kisses, but I knew a more gentle approach should be taken so not to wake you. I took my index and middle fingers and gently traced around your right nipple... then across your smooth skin and under the sheet to mimic the action on your other gorgeous nipple. Having to be so careful, so gentle, and gazing at the dark brown tone of your areolas had my heart pounding so loud I was afraid it would wake you. By now I could feel my cock throbbing at a similar rate, convincing me that exposure was the best form of relief. Before standing, I gently slid the cover completely off of your body. Considering the warmth of the room, I was certain the temperature change wouldn't affect your sleep. As quietly as I could, I stood and let the blanket fall to the floor, along with my slacks, so as not to disturb your absolutely celestial body lying before me.
