With closed eyes she lay stout and volumptuous.
Her dreams her own, I lay beside her wishing I could see.
I watched the subtle rise and fall with each breath.
Lightly I touched her auburn hair letting one strand wind around my finger.
With light fingers I traveled the roundness of her hips.
Lightly I brushed her full breast as she rolled to her back.
Her soft round stomach lay before me, begging to be rubbed.
The light covering drapped seductively over one leg barely showing her perfect mound of auburn curls. My lips longed to softly kiss the warmth beneath.
Her full lips pursed with what was behind her eyes.
I ached wanting to feel her lips on me.
Again she turned and with creased skin her back cried for my touch.
Her soft moans of consciousness increased.
I slipped away as quietly as I came.