He had come in ehausted while she was still at work just a few miles away.

He hoped she would be home soon but he was so very tired. Being in his own bed was a relief at last, after so many hours driving.

It was only minutes before he was sleeping soundly. She thought of him as she finished her shift. The hours passed far too slowly. At last she was free.

The drive home was short yet seemed to take forever. As she quietly entered the bedroom she saw him laying beneath the sheet. The shapes of his body revealed he had climbed into bed naked. She gazed at him longingly, glad that he had finally arrived. She knew he was so tired yet she also knew how much she had wanted him. Should she let him sleep? Quietly she undressed and climbed into the shower.

The warm water felt good against her body.

Even the soapy wash cloth was arousing as she bathed because she knew he was in the next room. Stepping out of the tub she dried fully and slipped into a robe.

She turned off the light before opening the door so he would not be disturbed. Should she wake him? She very softly slipped out of her robe.

She remembered one thing he had once suggested. His fantasy. He had said he had never been awakened by a woman sucking and toying his manhood. How could he be he slept so lightly most times but tonight...

If she was slow and quiet enough...

maybe... at least it was her excuse. In his heavy sleep he was still driving.

The sound of the throbbing engine tires on the pavement was almost hypnotic.

Far from the living or cognizant.

He knew he wanted to get to her yet the miles seemed so long.

In his deep sleep he did not realize the sound of rain splasing on his windshield was actually the sond of the shower in the next room. Even the dream seemed remote until he felt the touch. It was more an inner stirring really, Not anything he could define or even understand, but he felt relaxed and yielded to it. He was feeling arousal yet he was trying to rest. He needed the sleep.

But the feelings increased and the reality of them made him vaguely aware these sensations were far more desireable than sleep.

As his mind came into focus he knew she was kissing him and that her mouth encircled his manhood so very lightly.

He felt his hardness growing and he felt the tremors she was stirring within him.

This was no dream...

far better.

She was aware he was waking as she softly caressed him with her lips.

She was careful to never allow her teeth to touch him as she knew it would ruin the effect she was having on him.

The effect was so very obvious. She slid her tongue along his manhood curling it sideways around his vein.

Her saliva lubricated him amply as she caressed him so eagerly. It excited her to feel so much in control in pleasing him, yet she desired his touch He did not disappoint her . His hands found her breasts and he caressed her lightly. He seemed to be trying to rotate towards her so she turned her body around so she straddled his face.

She knew what she wanted and she knew what he would do... even half asleep. His tongue was the first thing she felt. He found her personal place on the very first light toy. Spontaneously she began a slow rhythm with her hips as if she were having intercourse with his tongue.

Responding to her efforts, he allowed his tongue to become firm and enter her as she came downward.

He could feel the ridges of her upper lovel walls and he wondered if she could feel them too. Her mind was filled with the undefinable sensations she was feeling.

She was where she needed to be and he was inside her again. She could feel her heat and her wetness and she knew it aroused him. It aroused her. Changing positions once again, she slid her lips over and down his shaft.

Her thumb and forefinger gently encircled his vein and se drew the skin upwards softly as her mouth went downwards. She knew it would give him the sensation of depth he needed. He groaned softly, passionately.

She could feel his finger deep inside her now as he toyed her. She could feel her love being massaged, caressed, lubricated.. readied. He rolled from beneath her and rose beside her. As she lifted her head he kissed her mouth.

Cupping her breasts with his hands, he fondled her nipples between his fingers. In a minute he was lowering her to the bed and he was above her.

For a moment he just looked at her. Naked she was an awesome sight. The orbs of her breasts were magestic in the dim light. Her waist was well toned from all her fitness training.

Her hips were round and firm. From the first time he had seen her he knew he would never tire of seeing this body. The thought nearly doubled his arousal. His manhood involuntarily lifted in a joyful surge. He felt the throbbing increase.

Slipping between her thighs he lifted her legs around his waist and raised them high.

She wrapped her legs around him and spread them apart with her feet lower and lifted them squeezing his butt. She drew him close to her and then lifted her legs again to feel the depth of his slow thrusting. She was not disappointed by the effect she was having on him. It had been so long.

Now she was getting the real thing... the satisfaction she craved.

She remembered what he had said to her about "abandoning ones self to feelings", so she let every thought go. She felt no pressure, no expectation.

just his fullness.

She concentrated on her own feelings. He had said it was ok to be selfish so she would be. It was his gift to her. How could she refuse it? Why would she? This delerium of her senses was somehow familiar yet altogether new and she liked it.

She heard his whimpered sighs and she sensed his deepened arousal. The bed seemed several feet below them as her body arched upwards to meet each thrust. The pace was quickening and her heart like his was racing. She felt his mouth kiss her so deeply and his manhood filled her so fully.

The fire of their union consumed them both. Her orgasm came without warning. He knew it and directed his energy towards it. The pounding was intense this time.

Time for caution was past..

it was as if a thousand storms released their fury ...and she felt the gush of his hot juices as they filled her. He felt the heat and intensity of his release. Here moaning had increased and now she let out a wild, uninhibited scream . Her voice was high and uncontrolled. At this moment they were one flesh. It was impossible to know where she started and where he finished. Their bodies flowed together in unity and oneness.

Nothing else really mattered.

So these two lovers, so uncontrolled.. so empassioned, so needy of each other found a place of comfort and passion in this bed.. without reservation or restraint. Wow it sure is good to be with this woman he thought... Oh My, her mind responded.

Slowing to a relaxed rhythm he looked at her and said "hi" Simultaneously she had spoken her first word "hi" They broke into laughter. It was great to be lovers.

It was fun being friends Lights came on in many houses in their neighborhood and just a few intuitive souls sighed and lit cigarettes