My eyes are closed as I drift back to reality from a wonderful and arousing dream.
I am laying on my back as I feel the stiffness of my legs wanting to stretch. I lay there and listen to the birds outdoors as they welcome the sun.
I suddenly feel the warmth of a hand glide across the side of my throat. I can tell by the roughness and size of his fingers it must be the hand of a male.
I lie there pretending to be asleep. My heart is pounding so hard I am surprised that this man cannot hear it through the blankets that are thick on top of me.
His hand drifts down my throat and onto my chest.
He lightly lays tiny circles around my upper chest at the base of my throat with his finger tips.
Oh God... my heart is racing.
What do I do?
I continue to lie there and pretend to be asleep. Perhaps he will discontinue and leave me alone again. Or perhaps this is part of the dream I just had. It feels to real to be part of that dream.
His massive hand lays flat on my chest. I can feel his fingertips begin to slip between my skin and the fabric of my nightgown. His hand has reached the valley between my breasts and I know he must feel my heart try to leap out of my chest and I am beginning to become scared as I have no idea who this man is. I continue to keep my eyes closed. I am afraid of what he has on his mind, yet I am excited at the possibilities.
Is this still my dream and am I am dreaming that I trying to wake up?
His fingertips begins to slowly climb the mound of flesh that is of my left breast. His fingers lightly touch my nipple and it reacts immediately to its calloused touched.
Surely he feels my nipple become erect to his touch.
His thumb and index finger begin to lightly roll my nipple between them. His pressure becomes a bit more intense but not to the point of raising pain.
Who is he?
What does he want?
Am I awake?
My heart is about to leap out of my chest.
(to be continued)
