We have just come in from a morning of working in your garden. The one you made outside the cottage at the beach. We both showered and had a little lunch.
As lunch settled in, we felt the combined effect of the hot summer afternoon, our morning labors and satisfied appetites lulling us into a nice relaxing nap.
We both fell asleep almost immediately. When I awoke, I could hear your sweet, rhythmic breathing telling me you were still asleep. I lay there for a few moments thinking of your sensual body and how much I loved making love to it. I thought of the many times we had made love and how incredibly wonderful it had always felt.
As I lay thinking and listening to the comforting sounds of your breathing, I seemed to grow more and more excited. I could feel my pussy getting wet. I could feel the throbbing beginning to start. I could only think of when you might awaken and I could once again feel your body next to mine.
Finally, I could take no more of my self-induced torture! I decided to do something. After all, I doubted you would mind a little excitement upon awakening.
I decided to do one of my favorites. I love to catch you unaware, which of course is hard to do. But with you asleep, I had great advantage.
I slowly, gently and silently moved over your middle just beneath the sheets. I gently brushed my tongue against your dick. It smelled so sweet and felt so comfortable in it's hiding place beneath the sheets.