Sarah woke, unclear at first about where she was. But then she remembered...the huge bed, the smart room, feels like a holiday resort, it must be....The Maldives. She was the brand new Mrs Wellman on her honeymoon.
It was light outside and the rays of the sun were coming in around the curtains. She turned to see that, beside her, husband Alex was still fast asleep.
They had arrived at the island only at about midnight after a long flight from London and then a boat transfer from the airport to their resort. They had both been very tired after the trip and had gone straight to bed. Their suitcases were still on the floor, largely untouched.
Sarah looked at her clock. It was 9.04. She had slept -- they had slept - for a long time. And now there was a looming problem because she remembered that breakfast was only served until 09.45. So not much time then, but the asleep version of Alex looked ridiculously cute and it was the first morning of their honeymoon. She got slowly out of the big bed and headed for the bathroom door, trying to be as quiet as possible.
On the way out of the bathroom she checked that her movements had not disturbed her sleeping husband. She then deftly removed her sleep shorts, hung them on the bathroom doorknob and climbed back under the duvet to join her lover. She was now wearing just a short strappy sleep top.
She was reluctant to wake Alex too quickly. For a minute she lay quietly trying to decide what to do. The more she thought about the options the naughtier she felt. Her right hand started to move down her body. It got below her waist and then kept on moving downwards. Her body was telling her that it was time to wake the gorgeous man in bed beside her.
Still exploring herself, her other hand reached across under the duvet to find the middle of Alex's body. She felt for him and quickly found his loose shorts. He was slightly turned away from her so she had to reach a bit further around to gently caress the front of the material. He was definitely not yet awake.
The single finger busy between her own legs found that she was now fully aroused. More confident now, her wandering left hand retreated back a little on Alex but then crept inside his waistband and reached for his penis. She started rubbing and squeezing him and it wasn't long before she was rewarded with the feeling of it responding to her attention. She started to pull his shorts downward.
Alex came to. "Oh, hello. That's nice. Who is this in bed beside me?", he said, now awake enough to lift himself up a little so that his shorts could continue their journey down his legs.
"It's your new wife, sleepyhead. Good morning. Sorry I had to wake you up but we're going to be late for breakfast".
