Sunlight was starting to break into our bedroom through the mostly curtained window, a small amount of light, but nonetheless one that manages to stir my sleep and make my eyes open ever so slightly, and I'm so happy that they do.
I see you laying there beside me, your eyes closed and your body relaxed, one of my arms still under, and your hand is on my bare chest gently.
I lean over and gently kiss your forehead lovingly, smiling down at you.
I look over at the bedside clock and see that it's a quarter to seven, and that I should start getting ready got work soon, but I also don't want to leave the bed, it's so cosy and warm under the covers with you, and I just want to close my eyes again and fall back asleep.
I have to shake my head of those thoughts, carefully reach over to turn off my alarm clock, about two minutes before it's supposed to ring, and then I carefully try to slide out of bed without waking you up.
I do so successfully and then slowly scamper through the room, seeing myself in the landscape mirror next to the bed, and I stand in front of the closet, still in the darkness, knowing exactly where to reach to grab what I need, my suit, underwear, and a tie, not knowing which colour anything is, but I was always awful at matching them up anyways so it didn't matter.
I look back at you, smiling a little, your features barely lit by the light breaking through into the room, but still you were so endlessly beautiful, and I just stand there, rooted in place, taken by you, by how lucky I am to have you, to share this bed with you.
I smile and shake my head finally to break out of it, and head into the bathroom, closing the door behind me, and finally being able to turn on the light in here.
I relieve myself of my boxers that I sleep in, throwing them into the laundry basket, and set my clothes down on the far counter before I start the water, letting it warm up and meanwhile I go to brush my teeth.
I look in the mirror as I do so, my beard is long and scruffy, but my hair at least is groomed at least.
I spit out and quickly wash my mouth before I head into the shower.
I close the glass door of the shower behind me, and the bathroom was starting to steam up due to the warm water, so easily the glass door was getting steamy too.
I sigh as the warm water hit my body, soaking my skin in a relaxing fashion.
My eyes close as I feel my hair dampen and relax, and quickly I start lathering shampoo into it.
I wash my body, starting to apply soap everywhere, and in all this sneaking around, I failed to notice that my morning erection was still largely taking place.
It makes me shiver slightly when my hand touches my rough hardness and I bite my lip deeply, starting to apply soap down there too, up and down all along my shaft, down at the base, and even lower at the balls even.
My eyes close as I start stroking up and down, the soap making it only that much easier to do so, and images of you start to flash in my head, your body, our intimacy, everything was just going through my mind as I begin to slowly stroke myself, warm water hitting my back, my eyes closed still, and under my breath I moan your name lowly.
And that all breaks when I hear a voice answering me back "Yes Leon? Did you say my name?" You answer, you are standing there, in a lace black bra with beautiful texture to it and a little bow and crystal in the middle, and matching black panties with a small bow and crystal.
Your arms are crossed at the chest as you look at me, and I'm unable to read your expression due to the steam covering the glass door of the shower, but I'm sure you know exactly what I'm doing.