+++I sat at my dressing table brushing my hair as you slept. Your soft rhythmic inhaling and exhaling as you slumbered was the only sound in the room. The morning light was breaking through the cracks in the curtains and spraying a diffused glow over your body. I was nude except for my sheer white cotton robe. I continued brushing my hair and gazing at your reflection in my mirror. Your body was stretched out full length on the quilt and you were slightly turned on one hip...you looked relaxed and so peaceful. One arm was nestled beneath the pillow that your head was resting on and the other was draped down along your side and across your belly. Your left foot was crossed a little over your right. I smiled a Mona Lisa smile and drank in your intoxicating masculinity with my eyes....savoring the vision of every contour of your pulchritude.
I arose from my seat and walked to the side of our four poster bed and stood silently watching you. I sat down softly on the edge turning to the right and drawing my right knee up toward me to get a better view. You stirred a bit and seemed to be dreaming of something quite wonderful as a haunting smile possessed your mouth. Your expression, still smiling shifted as the mysterious images in your mind were played out on your face. I couldn't help but notice your penis flacid and loose over the top of your right thigh was moving just a little...kind of a twitch and then a sudden firmness as though some unseen force was filling it gradually with new life. Compulsively, I reached out with my fingers to steal a touch...but hesitated to do so...I didn't want to wake you. I turned away but was startled to hear you speak my name...."Velvet".....I thought I had woke you but your eyes remained shut.
