I lay in the bed next to her. Chance had put us together in bed. Sharing where we would normally not share.
I could hear her slow steady breathing next to me. I lay facing her with my head on my pillow. She was tucked up under the cover.
The room was warm and a low light was shining in through the curtains. I could see her facial features and I looked at her while I lay there not sleeping. For the first time since we met, I had my first thought about her. Nothing specific but suddenly, being forced to share a bed, gave me an excitement which was leading to my awakeness.
Like she could sense my gaze, she started to move.
Her body moved as she rolled onto her back bringing her closer to me. To escape the heat of the cover, she lifted herself higher on her pillow and brought the cover down towards her waste.
Her closest arm to me went above her head and across the top of her pillow. With my head on my pillow I could now see her large breasts under her vest top.
Both of us had gone to bed clothed. I wore pants and a T-shirt and she wore a vest top and some grey panties. The heat has stopped us from wearing more.
Now as I looked at her breast pushing against her top with each breath, my head only a foot away from her, I was captivated. I could feel my excitement at this exposure. A feeling in my chest telling me that this was something new. I felt like I was a voyeur watching her. She took a deep breath in has she settled into this new position.
Not knowing what had overcome me, I moved my head both down to the bottom of my pillow and closer to her on hers. My head now sat ten inches from her chest. If she had been awake she would have been able to feel my breath. After moving, I lay silent and still, nervous she would turn away or wake.
I lay there watching the rise and fall of her chest. After a moment of watching her breathing, she took a deep breath in and raised her chest higher, and very slightly lifted her back. As she exhaled, and brought her back down, she turned her chest just slightly towards me. This small movement meant her chest now sat about 6 inches from my face.
My thoughts immediately started to race. My face this close meant I could feel her warmth. If she decided to move her arm, it would come down on me. Her chest was slightly turned towards me and still rising and falling. Very slowly and carefully, I slid my head along the pillow toward her bust. By moving slightly I was now only a few inches from her left breast, which remained turned slightly towards me.
My nerves about waking her and her being angry was overcome by the excitement of the situation and how new and forbidden it felt.
Her breathing again deepened and she took a big breath in, as she did so, her breast moved closer to me. Again as she returned, she turned ever so slightly towards me. I responded by moving my head the final inch towards her. Now if she breathed deeply again and rose her chest out, it would touch my face. I was less than an inch away.
I closed my eyes pretending to be asleep. Waiting and hoping for the next moment.
It came. She breathed in deeply and her breasts rose. I kept my eyes closed as I waited for her to return. She didn't. She breathed in deeply again and her breast rose further.
This time touching my nose and mouth. As she breathed out it moved away.