Here it is Monday morning. For you it is the middle of the night though... You are sound asleep in your bed, I would love to unlock the backdoor and quietly come up the stairs... silently undress in the dark and sip under the blankets and press my naked body to your warm back. One arm encircles your waist and my hand travels up your belly to cup your large soft breast in my hand. You moan softly in your sleep and snuggle closer to me.

I gently carress your breast in my hand and plant soft kisses on your neck.

Your dream must be erotic, because your nipple starts to stiffen against my palm, again you moan in your sleep louder this time.

But I know it is not a dream. For me it is real. I am in your bed with you. If you would only wake up you would find me there willing and wanting to please you. But instead of waking up, you sleep on.

I continue to carress you and you roll to your back. Both my hands now travel over the length of your body, feeling your warmth and the softness of your curves. Your knees slowly part as my hands travel up your thighs and I direct my caresses to the most secret parts of your body.

I ently run the tip of my finger across the lips of your softness and I feel a trace of moisture trailing behind.

You stir from my touch on your softness and I glance to your face. Your eyes are still shut peacefully in sleep...

in your mind it is still all a dream.. I decide not to wake you, but to continue to caress you.. my fingers part your lips and gently find the nub of your personal placeoris. At this touch your body spasms and you cry out loud...

but it is a cry from your dream...

a cry of pleasure, or of pain.. and still you sleep on... My finger now dips further down and finds the warm depths of your love.

I Push my finger into you up to the first knuckle.

I can feel your lips and muscles griping my finger gently...

your juices lubricate my finger and invite me to continue. I push gently against you and my finger now disappears completely between your lips...

My hand stays against your body and slowly starts to agitate against your pelvis.. massaging and rubbing your personal place.

You murmur in your sleep and start to push back against me. Stimulating your self on my hand.

I lift my gaze from your softness and take in your whole body with my eyes.

Your hair is spread on the pillow... fanned out, framing your face. Your face lays on it's side and your mouth is slightly open... allowing your moans to gently escape.

Your toung reaches out to trace your lips searching for the lover you have captured in your dreams...

your full breast lay heavily on your chest... spreading themselves, waiting to pillow your dream lover against them. On the tip of each breast your nipples are crinkled and hardened...

painfully erect... waiting to be kissed and sucked and caressed.. your face and chest are blushed scarlet...

The site of your beautiful body, waiting, aroused, waiting... has excited me beyond control.

I know that I should wake you but I don't want to.

I don't want to interrupt whatever fantasy you have imagined in your dream...

I withdraw my fingers from the depths of your body and you roll to your side..

Once again I encircle your waist with my arm and pull your body to me.. your warm soft place presses into my crotch and my manhood is cradled between your cheeks... your snuggle closer and I can feel you warmth against me.. Then slowly gently one of your legs lifts, almost imperceptibly, allowing me access to your softness from behind. I guild my length to your hot swollen lips and the head penetrates you, separating you, opening you, making a path for the hard long shaft that follows. As soon as your body feels the penetration, it pushes back towards me. Your warm wide soft place now rests against my belly with my full length buried in your softness.

My arms encircle you and my hands caress your belly, and thighs, and full soft breasts. Imperceptibly our bodies start to move against each other.

Slowly erotically, almost without motion, the most sensitive glands of your bodies rub against each other bringing tingles and pleasures of joy...

we continue in this way for what seems hours... softly and intimately joined...

finely your moans turn to whimpers and I feel your softness start to tighten against my shaft. Suddenly the gentle squeezing of your muscles turns to pulses.. your body stiffens and I can feel your softness spasm against me...

this triggers my own orgasm and my length spurts into you...

flooding your softness with my warm seman.. We continue to gently move together slowly, bit by bit, the tension leaves our bodies and we cease to move...

my manhood grows soft inside of you and then slips from between your lips. I Hold you for another hour or two, watching you and listening to your breathing in your sleep. I get up before dawn, dress and go to work.

Later, I think, I'll call you and ask if you dreamed about me last night..